Stefanie Salvatore Novels & Stories

Many thought that Stefan and Stephanie were brother and sister, or that they were related. On the contrary, they have different ethnicities and countries of origin. Stepehanie is from the Republic of Ireland and is a person who doesn't care about Alan. "Alan often boasts about the UK and underestimates my country," Stephanie frowns.

Their eyes were cast down but I caught Rocco's eye. He was sporting a nasty black eye and a large blood stain covered his shirt. And as pathetic as Maya was, I still felt sorry for the bruises that covered her delicate arms. "What do you think? I thought that since I have a captive audience I might as well put on a show. So I gathered a few of your favorite people," Salvatore said as he paced slowly in front of us. Every step of his was cold and calculated. He knew this would break us. I glanced at Cara, for only a second, so that he wouldn't notice. She was crying. My best friend was crying, and I felt a pang of guilt. She probably hadn't even told Gabriel about her pregnancy. Fuck. I would

Stefano said after a while, "But my people, Veronica, they deserve to survive. No, not survive. To thrive. I knew from the moment they came to me, that they would just lead me back to the life I was escaping from. But they're the best thing that happened to me since I came into this universe. I can't let them get hurt." Veronica studied him, and the conviction in his speech. It was strange to admit, but even though the reckless Stefano that she liked had long gone, he might be changing for the better. Maybe this realization was the reason why she said, "And I am telling you. They won't need to if I can help it. Now, run along and go mope somewhere else. I'm concentrating. *** "Liv, what a ni

I open it. "Stephanie. Oh my God. You're back!" I look at Stephanie Burnham. She is a beautiful woman. She has gotten taller, and her hair is long. She has long black straight hair. She always looked like a Halloween brat. I loved that about her. It was always weird to me that a prep like Brittany and a punk-like Steph were ever friends. I'm not sure how they came to be friends. But I know it has something to do with me.

“But do not confuse my generosity for weakness.” I turned around slowly, only for my eyes to meet Stephan still standing with his gun aimed directly at me—his finger lightly resting on the trigger. Don Salvatore remained seated at the head of the table, his elbows resting on the armrests of his chair. He hadn’t even looked up. “I don’t tolerate disrespect,” he continued, his tone colder now. “Not from my men, and certainly not from someone in your position. Do you think you can walk out of here because you feel like it?”

“It really wasn’t a date, and you need to stop using nicknames for him before someone in the office hears you.” Lorie waved her off. “Irene is the only one who could hear, and she won’t tell.” “Plus, he was dating Vanessa Calloway just a few months ago,” Alexa reminded Lorie. “He dates A-list actresses, not corporate executives.” Alexa had heard the stories of how Vanessa Calloway had publicly cheated on Salvatore with her current costar. As if breakups weren’t terrible enough, his had been televised and on the front of magazines and home pages of celebrity information websites for weeks.

the stranger said with a smirk in his face. " Excuse me! " Nina replied not understanding anything. " Well, seems like my brother forgot about my arrival and you're the only one to help me keep company now " the stranger said. " But whose your brother? "Nina asked confused. " oh yeah I totally forgot to introduce myself, I'm the one and only Stephen Salvatore, Damon's half brother " Stephen said clearing Nina's confusion. " Oh Stephen I'm so sorry. I didn't recognize you, Damon never told me you were coming" Nina said embarrassed.

“And how many times do I have to tell you? Leave her alone." “And I asked you to keep her here, didn't I? I want to have a little talk with her.” “Just a moment,” Stefanie said as she walked into the small kitchen area behind the counter, then returned with a glass bottle filled with salt. "Earlier, Boss said I could throw salt at you if you dare show yourself here." "What the hell--" Before David finished his words, Stefanie threw salt at him. "My boss said to throw you salt if you still insist on coming here," Stefanie stopped it, putting the salt beside her. "Besides, what for? She has told you repeatedly that she is not interested in you. Not. Slightly. Interested.”

she smiled happy that her trick has worked and took it in her mouth, rubbing her tongue at the tip. " fuck!!" he growled in ecstasy. Stephanie has always been his sex mate. He likes the way she doesn't make big deals out of their relationship. She is always there whenever he needs good sex to redeem himself. Stephanie is the face of the entertainment industry. The most popular female celebrity in the industry and the most capable model in the modeling industry, a multi-talented woman. She is the exclusive model in charge of the W and J cooperation and that is the Willy Jewelry Cooperation which has Damon Willy as the CEO and Elizabeth Willy as the president.

And for a moment, everyone went quiet. I turned just as the doors opened again. Dominic Salvatore entered first. Alpha. Commanding. Unmistakable. At his side walked Aria Salvatore, his Luna, his wife, and lover… she was also the mother of his child. Her head was held high, her presence effortless, as if she had always belonged at his side. Whispers followed them, some admiring, some resentful. Luna Isobel’s lips thinned. “The woman who was sold as a slave,” she muttered coolly, “now standing as Head Luna. A slave who became the Alpha’s wife.”