Steve From The Outsiders Novels & Stories

"You're not still a virgin, are you? Wait… you've absorbed ability user energy at least once—don't tell me—hm!" He seemed to realize something and widened his eyes in surprise. "Don't say anything, Ray! Just don't!" Steve buried his face, utterly flustered. Damn… Alexander was a fake saint, but Steve truly had the potential to become one. No wonder he seemed so at home in the Zimtam Outpost. Their ideals aligned perfectly. Just then, the man following the footprints of the woman in red finally entered their view. "Ray, someone's coming!" Steve tensed.

"I understand why you'd be concerned after everything we've been through. But Danny, I've known Steve since we were teenagers. He's genuinely one of the good ones - the kind of person who helps old ladies cross the street and volunteers at animal shelters." She touched my arm gently. "I promise you, he's harmless. Sometimes people from the past show up at the right moment - not everything has to be a conspiracy." She turned back to Steve before I could argue further. "I lost your number ages ago. That's why I didn't keep in touch. And I haven't really been active on social media." "No worries," Steve said. "I lost your contact information too. Why don't we exchange numbers now?" I watched, i

Shantal asks, her eyes widening seconds after her question as Steve turns the corner, revealing soldiers fighting just outside of the school. Steve locks the car doors as he gets out. "Stay here please. I'm going to help." Steve says as he speeds off, grabbing a rifle from a dead S.W.A.T. member and firing at the enemies, landing all shots perfectly. Not a minute passes by as the fighting stops, Steve killing 90% of the attacking force. He walks over to a dead body as he scans the badge on the uniform. "What would the Emporor's Union be doing attacking a school?" He says, putting down his weapon and going back to the car.

Ignoring won’t be as easy and he could always read his face if he decided to be silent. He was still in the outfit from the previous day. He sniffed his armpits, glad he still smelt okay. His hair needed washing but still looked decent so he was good to go. “Liam!” he spotted Steve walking towards him after waving. He was in a black hoodie and a matching black jeans. He had casual slides on and looked excited. “Heyy.” “Hey.” “Why did you pick this park?” Steve asked, his hands leaving his hoodie’s pocket. “Do you leave close-by? It’s literally a less than 10 minutes walk from my place.”

It’s important. He stared at the message, thumb hovering. The guilt twisted deeper. Sophia, who had disappeared after their breakup only to reappear with quiet desperation. Steve’s cruelty wasn’t just reserved for Mark’s associates—it extended to how he spoke about her, the dismissive barbs whenever her name came up. Ken needed clarity. He needed to remember who he was before Steve’s world consumed him. Back in the penthouse, Steve poured another drink, staring at the city lights. His phone rang Lila.

“I didn’t do—” “I’ll do the talking,” I say, interrupting him. “You know that I know who you are. Looks like things changed pretty drastically for you,” I say, looking around the cramped apartment. “Steve,” I say, looking over my shoulder to where he’s pulling himself up to all fours. “Why don’t you come over here and join us?” “Fuck you, man. I think you broke my ribs!” One of the men grabs Steve by his collar, dragging him across the floor and tossing him into the other kitchen chair.

“Explain yourself. Who’s attacking Greenvale?” Steve quickly scoops up the bag and stuffs more gold into it from a nearby safe. “There’s no time to explain! I have to go.” As he tries to brush past me, Zen and Oliver arrive. Zen, with his towering frame, blocks Steve’s path. Despite being an Alpha, Steve’s years of indulgence have softened him, and he’s no match for us. Together, we stand firm, preventing his escape. I glare at him. “I said, explain.”

Natasha screamed running to his arms again. Steve moved her behind his back and looked at him with his eyes blazing. He hated bully’s with a passion. I’m Steve, Natasha is my friend. If you don’t leave her alone, I’m going to call the police on you and make sure you never see the light of day again. He smiled exposing a row of gold and silver teeth. I will see you soon Tash baby. You can’t hide behind him forever. He said leaving. Steve looked at him leave. He looked like the typical criminal that has been in and out of prison a multiple times. He wondered how Natasha dated someone that was so different from her.

I knew none of these guys, none of them looked like me, all of them smoked and they all carried the same air of self-importance around with them. I had no idea what Steve's idea of hanging was, but so far it was really dull. From behind his sunglasses, it seemed like he wasn't even looking at me. With such a level of disinterest, I couldn't figure why this guy would want me around. Something just seemed really off, and my buzzing head alerted me of that. After a few moments of silence between us, Steve finally spoke again. "So," he said while letting smoke vent out of his nose. "Heard you fucked up some guy at school. What was his name?"

“Boss! I am a little lost. I am looking for motovack.” “Oh, it’s behind the filling station. You are not too far.” “Thanks. I am Austin by the way.” The driver smiled opening his door. “Steve-“ The police officer grabbed Steve just as a black SUV stopped in front of the car and three soldiers jumped out with two police officers. “Steve, I have one question for you, where is the girl?” He looked at them shaking. “I don’t.. I don’t know what you are talking about.” One of the soldier’s grabbed him and gave him a mind resetting double clap. Steve swallowed feeling dizzy.