Steve From Monster Novels & Stories

His eyes were wide and they began to look over my body, the clothes I wore the first day were covered in blood and barely hanging on my body, he was wearing a black shirt and a pair of shorts. He had a large cut on his forehead and there was blood surrounding it, that's probably where Jonas knocked him out. How did he get to Steve? I looked back at Jonas and he was smiling at me. "Why is Steve here Jonas?" He approached me and placed his hands on the arm of the chair. He leaned closer and I leaned back. His eyes hardened and he slapped me. "Dont fucking move away from me bitch, dear Steve is here because first he is going to act as a representative of Adrian, since the little fucker is dead

" Do you remember that woman?" " Hmm." Steve exhaled weakly. " That woman is my mother. She was a mother to you as well. And as a matter of fact, she is lying somewhere lifeless as a result of the evil done by evil people. You and I know what I am talking about. " His voice changed. " I made a vow to find out the real monsters that were behind the explosion. And I will not stop when I have found them out. I will avenge that woman hanging over there. Is that too difficult to understand? Why are you this way?" " Calm down, Mike. I understand you. I did not mean it this way. "

His voice was soft. “So beautiful...” Steve moaned. “Yet such a fucking trashy whore.” The monster in him came back to the surface, as he stood on his two feet and started kicking my belly as I wailed in pain. “This will teach you who the fucking boss is!” Steve screamed. “How could you do this to me?!” He smashed my head against the floor and I felt so dizzy it was like I was stepping in and out of unconsciousness. By now, I was crying and bleeding uncontrollably. He punched me repeatedly and then squeezed my face in his hands, kissing my mouth.

Vincent frowned and looked at Steve, shouting sternly, "as the remnant of the Blood Poison Sect, how can you possibly mobilize an army of monsters, let alone invite the ancestor's divine consciousness? Who instructed you to do this?! As a human being, you're being ordered around by monsters! You're not worthy of being human at all!" "I'm not worthy of being a human being? Can I be called a human being if I let you all slaughter me as you wish?" Steve grinned, and his voice was like a ghost who cried at night. It sounded so sinister that it went straight to the bottom of people's hearts. "I would rather be a monster's pawn than a pig that you can slaughter anytime! Let me show you what type o

Ste-phen Draven was the monster. “Hello, Moore,” Ste-phen’s lips curled into a dark smirk… ••••••••••

FREYA POV “Monsters?” Luna asked, her head tilting as she looked up at Steve with those big, wide eyes. “Do you kill them? Like superheroes?” I could see the gears turning in her head, and before she could start bombarding him with a million questions he definitely wasn't ready for, I stepped in. Steve stood there like a giant, looking all dark and serious, and that "shadow" talk was a bit much for a six-year-old. “Sweetheart, don’t mind him,” I said quickly, cutting in with a smile. I drew closer and held Luna’s shoulders, pulling her back toward me. I looked at Steve’s face—before looking back at her.

Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long. The other two ran towards me with a speed I hadn't expected from monsters their size. Blasting them with my water magic didn't deter them, instead, it angered them further. They had almost gotten to me when the mist popped out six huge monsters, five of which immediately went into action. The winged monster didn't, instead, it trotted to me and nuzzled my cheek, making me smile. The Egran, which I had decided to name my monsters, fought with Karissa's scorpion-wolves with such speed that stunned the scorpion-wolves themselves at first.

Not knowing if Jessie had spoken to Travis, I worried that he may bring him here to ‘talk’. As I heard Jessie’s keys jingle, I yelled it was open. He stepped inside followed by a stranger. They seemed to be in the middle of a conversation before passing the threshold. A soft growl came from Nikola that remained unnoticed by everyone except me. “Good you are right here. Mom, Nikola, this is Steve. This is my mom Veronica and her friend Nikola.” He finished smoothly. “Nice to meet you Steve. Are you a football player too?” I asked trying to place his face.

cheesy lines. Maggie went along, politely explaining how she'd grown up in Huntsville and they might've gone to school together. That shit shouldn't have annoyed me so much, but it fucking did, especially after he took a closer look at his paperwork and read her name out loud. As if it suddenly dawned on him, yep, he did know her from way back. "Holy shit! How've you been? I know you remember me," he said with a big stupid smirk. "Steve. Steven "Smackdat" McKenzie."

Steve replaces my need for caffeine. Mr. Steve: Visit my warehouse after you are free from school. Let's discuss a few things about your interests, my business, and your future. Aunt Mary and Loraine have been right. Mr. Steve has got something shady rolled up his sleeve. But I've got nothing to lose so I send him an okay. My future. Nobody knows what will happen an hour later. My choice of career and his business are too far to foresee. I just want a content life, rescued from my past and with Celeste in it.