Novel & Cerita Steve From Monster

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

I stood before she could say anything, the floor cold beneath my bare feet. “Now,” I continued, voice shaking but unbroken, “I’m choosing to become the monster who didn’t give anyone a chance.” I met her gaze fully then. “So I can be their chance.” The silence that followed felt alive. Heavy. Dangerous. Mae sucked in a breath. Rowan’s head snapped toward me, eyes sharp—but he said nothing. The Ancient One studied me for a long time. Not my face—my bones. My scars. The place where fear had once lived and been replaced by something harder.

He ushered Ghost in and once they sat down, he stood up smiling. “It’s such a honor to see you sir,” Steve said. His phone beeped immediately and Ghost cleared his throat. “That is the reason I am here,” Ghost said. Steve stared at the man wondering how the fuck he knew that Rhea was the one texting him and Ghost smiled at the expression on his face. “I was once a teenager too,” Ghost smiled. “I used to be a very handsome young man. I like to think I still am. Or am I not Steve?” “You sure are Sir,” Steve replied.

As I walk backward, someone grabs my mouth to stop me from screaming and says softly in my ear; "Get everyone out of this cave...now!" He lets my mount go and says; "Did you hear what I said...get everyone out of this cave now" I turn and see that it is Steve. I am so happy to see him and say; "Steve, where the hell have you been? I have been looking for you everywhere." He looks around and says; "Shut up. There is something in this cave with us, something big." He points to his leg and says;

came a gravelly voice from behind him. Caleb turned slowly, his stomach dropping as he recognized Steve's bulky frame emerging from the shadows between two buildings. Steve was built like a linebacker, with thick shoulders that strained against his worn leather jacket and hands that looked like they could crush bones without much effort. His dark hair was slicked back from his face, revealing small eyes that held no warmth. "Steve," Caleb said, trying to keep his voice steady despite the tremor he could hear creeping in. "What's up, man?"

DOMINIC “I’m sorry, but please explain this to me, Dad,” Viktor said, his voice low and tightly controlled. “How, in the name of motherfucking Christ, did a dead man crawl out of his grave and decide to come after us?” He looked ready to explode, despite the mask of calm he wore. His jaw clenched, his eyes blazing with restrained fury. A tidal wave of new information had just slammed into us—Viktor, Marco, Aurora, and me—and we sat there, trying to process it all with dumbstruck minds.

I confessed. I watched as Steve’s eyes widened. He opened his mouth to say something but he couldn’t utter a word. He just continued to gape and I sighed at the undefined look I saw in his eyes. “I know it’s hard to believe. But we’re all from -” “You are not human?” he gasped. I chuckled at his expression. “I’m human,” I answered with a shrug. “Not just the way you all are.” We went silent and from Steve’s look, he was contemplating. I decided to wait for him to understand what I just told him.

“I saw you at Angel's funeral. You obviously know that Angel is dead, but why are you asking like you don't know that? Who are you real bastard?!” Steve was taken aback for a few seconds before he finally laughed. Laughter exactly the antagonist guy in the movies. Steve smiled, then he said, "Damn it, I got caught." ---

Covering myself with a light throw I looked up at Penny returning with old Steve in tow. “Mister Steve wishes to speak with you about Mister Hawkins,” she said softly and I creased my brow as I looked at Steve. “I know that he is a vampire king, and it bothered him after I pointed it out,” I muttered, and he nodded as he let out a long exhale. Wringing his hands Steve clenched his teeth and looked around the room. “I'm feeding him now,” I commented, assuming he was curious about the child, and grinned slightly when he nodded.

he weeps. "I'm glad... that I got... the chance... to be with you..." but Mrs. Aston smiles. "You take care of me... just like your own and I'm so thankful... I met you... Mom..." Andy holds her hand. "I'm sorry... about... Stef..." "No... It wasn't you mom..." "Steve... is a monster... I didn't...know..." Mrs. Aston cried louder that Andy embraced her. "I... didn't ...know..." she repeats. "Mom...."