Stephen Speaks Books Novels & Stories

'Young People Ask Volume 2' was the title written on it. "Do you like it? I can give you if you want it", the voice of Stephen, the boy I bumped into said jolting me out of my concentration on the book. "I am sorry, you said something about giving me this book, are you sure about it?", I asked unsure whether he would give the book to me. He chuckled lightly and said "Someone gave it to me and to be sincere, I have the soft copy of the book on my phone and I use to read it anytime I need answers bothering me as a teenager", he said and then continued

he said, raising his hands, “but I need you to listen attentively because this could be a lot to take in. I caught that you loved reading these paranormal books, so what if I told you right now - that they exist somewhere in the world?” I shook my head, “that's impossible.” “Is it?” “Yes.” I nodded a little bit too strongly for emphasis and he smiled “Not a lot of things are impossible in this universe, Elara. Besides -” “Okay, listen to me Stephen —” “— Stefan.” “— Stefan, sorry. Last night was amazing at least from the little I remember. It was beautiful and the best sex I've had in a while but…I'm not one of those ladies who are seeking to find love out of a one night stand. It was just a

He spoke in a calm tone. I ran a hand through my hair and rolled my eyes. "I do not know. How about you start by giving me a damn explanation?" I snapped at him. "Explanation to what Varda? It sounds like you are speaking in proverbs. I do not know what you are talking about at all." Stephen spoke in a defensive tone. "How about you start by telling me why you told my parents I was coming back home?" I asked. "Should i have not?" Stephen retorted.

he continued, setting the second book on top of it, "is the one you asked for. I flipped through it. It's a personal narrative detailing life in the kingdom under Stephan's reign, and it contains interviews with some of the king's advisors." She considered the book with the worn blue cover and the sparkling silver print, running her hand over the words embossed on its front. "Wow..." she muttered softly, "thank you for finding this." "Of course!" he said, still sporting a friendly smile. "Although," he began again, having taken a short break from speaking, "I am curious as to how you knew to ask about this." "Oh?" she looked at him, puzzled. "Why's that?" "Because," he addressed her quietly,

Stephen said shaking his head "You are always busy with Soph, but mom still had time for me" he said looking at his father, making me chuckle with the ways he looked at Stephen, he speaks a lot more clear and better than a pup his age, but we still have to pay attention to be able to understand what he says because he can't pronounce certain words properly "Hey! That's not fair" Stephen said as he looked at our adorable son "Buddy, both you and your sister look like your mother, it's only fair both of you are on my side" Stephen complained like a big baby he is, making me shake my head

Mr Ronald said, trying to change the topic. "Oh my goodness, thank you so much for reminding me about it, may you never lack bitches for your entire life time"Stephen mutters winking at Mr Ronald. Stephen bought out his phone from his pocket and got closer to Nathan. "You see bro, these bitches are the newest in town. Pick as many as they can suit your taste and they will be at your doorstep, oh sorry I mean on your bed", he said showing the pictures on his phone to Nathan. "I'm not………… " Nathan was not able to complete his sentence when Stephen put his finger on his lips cautioning him not to complete his sentence.

I'm thankful Steve took that into consideration when deciding where to take me to eat. I also learnt a bit more about him while we were there. I learnt his favorite food was steak and his favorite color was red. He prefers crime documentaries over action films and likes to play basketball (which I already knew)and badminton(which was quite a surprise as I quite liked badminton too). He's never had a massage before and doesn't like agitating noises like clicking pens and feet tapping against floors. I was a bit shocked at some of this information. I didn't expect him to play a sport like badminton. He looked like he played sports that were rougher like football and rugby.

Xavier croaked in disbelief. “Can we talk, please?” Stephen whimpered, staring intently at the man who owned his heart. Xavier hesitated. Though he too was dying to talk to the man, he wasn’t sure it would do any of them any good. “It won’t take long.” Stephen added, making Xavier sigh with indecision.

Speak of the devil. What could he possibly want to say now? A pang of unease rippled through me as I darted a glance at Stephen and Rebecca, silently praying he wasn’t about to launch into another love confession. He seemed to catch on to my thoughts because his lips curved into an easy smile, and he chuckled softly. “Relax, Ari.” That smile. I lowered my guard slightly but kept my reservations. Then he began to speak, and the words that followed weren’t anything like I’d expected. They weren’t grand or showy—just heartfelt and true.