Steve Harrington Scoops Ahoy Novels & Stories

Hawkins looked up and saw Steve standing nearby, watching the reunion with a soft smile. “Steve, my boy!” he said, walking over and giving him a hug too. “It is good to see you.” “Welcome back, dad,” Steve said. “How have you been? ,” Mr. Hawkins said, patting Steve on the back. " I can smell something sweet, I am starving .” They all moved to the table. Mr. Hawkins looked at the plates in front of him and took a big bite. “Mmmmmh, this is delicious!” he said with a full mouth. “Who made this?”

Scott jogged the shoulder. The Hilux sat wrecked in the median. He patted the crumpled hood once, “Well, goodbye Mcfly.” he reached in and took out his sports bag with supplies and then pulled out a black and gold South Sydney 2026 cap, put it on and began to walk to Sydney.

Emerald The cheering of the crowd was intense for Hellcats, the team he was on. Adrenaline boiled in my veins, hoping they scored before the time went by. Mimi on the other was literally screaming ‘go Steve!’ which irked my ear. I didn't know if it was the fake-ish sexy voice or the way she smiled, jumping in that cleavage revealing top of hers that irritated me more or the fact Steve hadn't even held the ball in the last ten minutes, but I smiled still.

Nursing on a whiskey neat, I see some of the sponsors and make it a point to get over to the new members. A little geeky-looking guy named Steve is here for our security division. He’s spent the last few years mastering hacking and the way he talks about systems is far over my head. He’s sharp, and having him here will be great for the team. Keeping our tech security division evolving with new blood, will keep us on our toes and always ahead of the curve.

Somewhere in the middle of it, I could feel Hayden's heartbeat close to my ear—a sound I hadn't felt in so long. Bang! Bang! Two more shots rang out, then a commanding voice shouted, "Everyone, freeze!" Suddenly, everything went silent, and I looked up to see who had arrived. It was Steve. He stood there, gun aimed right at Hernan's head. "Anyone moves, and I'll blow his brains out." I had no clue how Steve got that close, but it was clear he knew what he was doing. All of Hernan's men froze in place. Hernan didn't flinch, though. He sneered, turning his gaze to Hayden. "Haddy, so now you're stooping to these low-level tactics?"

Steve wore a sports jacket over a dark mock turtleneck that emphasized his broad shoulders and powerful chest. Ralph Smith addressed the group. "Folks, we're in for a real treat today. In case any of you've been living in a cave for the past couple of months, you need to know that our high school football team is undefeated, and much of the credit for that goes to this young man, Steve Hammer, team quarterback.

Not just once or twice, but continuously, like a swarm of angry bees had taken up residence in my notifications. My heart skipped a beat, then started racing double-time. Fear seized my chest like a vice. Had Nico posted something? Had he released the videos? Was I about to watch my life explode across social media in real-time? I grabbed the phone with the speed of light, my hands shaking so badly I nearly dropped it. My thumb fumbled across the screen, unlocking it to see… Not my name trending. Jace's. "HOCKEY STAR JACE HARRINGTON NAMED COO OF HARRINGTON OIL"

"I asked you first." "Doesn't matter." "Okay," Steve groaned. "I'll say the first letter and you'll say yours, okay?" "Okay." Steve exhaled. "It's a H." Liam's heart skipped. "Same here. Mine's also a H!" "Okay okay," Steve said, excitedly. "We'll both say it at the count of three." "Okay." "Three, two, one..." "Hiccup!" "Horse!" "What?" Steve's face drained color. "Hiccup was written on your paper?"

Useful intel, I know. Later on, they were dismissed and settled into two groups. Remington was with Michael and three other guys whose names I'd never bothered to learn. I glanced at the other team and scoffed. Trevor Harrington. The biggest asshole of the century, right after Kevin. I didn't even bother looking at his teammates; they barely piqued my interest. Suddenly, the room fell silent. I looked back at the court and saw Remington and Trevor on either side of the coach. He held out the back of his hand with something on it.