Steve Herobrine Novels & Stories

She saw Earnest not as a partner, or even a friend, but as a prize she had meticulously worked towards winning, and I, the protagonist, was merely an unforeseen obstacle in her lifelong quest. Her return wasn't a casual reappearance; it was a calculated campaign. The initial overtures, masquerading as professional courtesy and shared history, were designed to re-establish her presence, to remind Earnest of their "special bond" and his perceived dependence on her. She preyed on his vulnerabilities, the lingering anxieties about his family’s legacy and the pressure to succeed, twisting them into justifications for her interference. The emails, filled with veiled threats and promises of a "bett

Steve’s P.O.V. I’m Steve Grey, a billionaire who has everything in his life except a life partner. I have a fashion company, and my days are filled with the hustle and bustle of the business world. Despite the success and wealth, there’s a void that only love can fill.

Going house hunting could wait, he had other important work to take care of. Meanwhile, outside Adrian's cabin, his assistant was busy typing a series of codes on his laptop. He looked serious, his fingers moving at an unbelievable speed. Whenever his glasses slid down his nose, he would stop typing and push them back before resuming his work. This continued for a long time until he halted suddenly. "Shit." He gritted his teeth. "Who the hell has created this software? I am unable to hack it at all." Steve had a hobby of hacking into difficult websites. He had taken an interest in it when he had witnessed a hacking competition on the television in his childhood. Since then he had built upon

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?"

A small smile emerged on his face as he said, “I’m Damien, welcome to your new home.” I nodded, "I’m Elena and thankyou.” The smile didn’t vanish away and he turned towards the boys telling them to introduce themselves. The hazel eyed boy looked at me with those dark eyes, "Lucifer, 20.” The next one had blond hair and green eyes, “Stephan, 19.” They weren’t fond of introductions. Next one had tattoos all over his skin that made him look scary, his deep blue eyes held immense hatred and the darkness around him told me to stay away. “Elias, 18.”

“I haven't slept with anyone, bitches are just obsessed with me and like to cause shit.” He folded his arms, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at me. “Don't lie to me!” I roared. For once… Just once in his damn life. I wanted him to own up. To tell me the truth. To admit to his own goddamn mistakes. “You're a real bitch, you know that?” Steve spat bitterly. “I've done so much for you out of the goodness of my heart. You'd be out on the streets being a goddamn prostitute if it wasn't for all I'm providing for you and Louis.

He was smiling at him and was still sitting on that little cloud. "Welcome to Steel Soul Online! I'll be your AI assistant in the game too, so feel free to ask me anything!" stars illuminated the darkness, and beautiful nebulas formed different and colorful shapes. In front of him appeared three little orbs that looked like planets. Every planet is for a different type of player: the first one is for the ones focused on magic, and the second on technology, but each one has a little of the other system, so you can freely visit anyone you want. The third one is the chaotic zone that many people know as the underworld, meant for players seeking a challenge in their gameplay. You can choose one

He could not help but murmur. "Lucifer?" 'This name seems familiar!' Steve immediately came to a realization... "Lucifer. It's the number one hacker on The Hunter's ranking list!" "Nicole...You're Lucifer?" The two brothers were surprised. However, Nicole seemed calm. "Yeah." At that moment, Steve's glasses almost dropped so he quickly tucked it back up his nose. On the other hand, Sean poured a glass of water for Steve. The both of them tried to calm down. No wonder Nicole spoke so confidently that she would not leave any trace behind...

Zach immediately knelt and explained, “Mas-Master Ford, Steve…He…he is a client of mine. He has taken a fancy of Lori very much since the first time he laid eyes on her. It was Lori who used him…” Sebastian kicked Zach away. Immediately after that, he said incomparably calmly, “Steve Gibson was originally a thug at Rock County. The reason why you, the Poole family, had chosen him was that he had not a care in this world and could give up his life. He could one day be the reckless soldier to your Poole family who was not afraid of death. Therefore, you have been keeping him. In the end, Lori had returned from abroad, and he came in handy! Steve’s persona as a simp and the twenty million in hi

Then, I saw it. Rising above the skyline, a massive digital billboard flickered to life. It wasn't an advertisement for the latest mobile technology or a product . It was him. Julian Vane looked back at me with a cold, predatory intensity that physically stopped the breath in my lungs. He was leaning against the plexiglass boards of an ice rink, his Hawks jersey pulled across his shoulders that had grown impossibly broad since I'd last seen him. His face, once soft with boyish charm, was now a masterpiece of harsh angles and lethal symmetry. The caption, glowing in bold, gold letters against the blue backdrop, read: THE GHOST RETURNS: CHAMPIONSHIP RUN 2026.