Steve Martin Novels & Stories

Steve dust himself up “I was about to make his life worth something” “His life worth more than you could imagine” “You sound like a doting father. Is the boy yours? I doubt he is” “He is your son you dimwit” “That was Liam? Damn he is good looking. I guess he got that from me” “You never should have come here, Steve” he takes a fighting stance “The last person that said that to me is dead” Sage Henri does the body flick and appears in front of Steve delivering series of hits, he tries to step on Steve's shadow but he push him back fast

I said to the person on the other end of the line. “Right away sir,”he replied. Within minutes, my call was redirected to Martins. " Mr..Mr..Santos" Martins stammered. On hearing his voice, I sighed “I hope I’m not calling at a bad time.” I asked. " No..no sir, you aren't!" “Mr. Martins,” I called, sounding businesslike. “What can I do for you sir?” he replied. “I’m sure you’ve heard about the recent scandal involving Colin Rogers and Selena Kings?,” I asked.

I looked up at the guy behind the bar stand, he seemed to be in his twenties, with jet black curly hair, green eyes, he wore a cross earring on his left ear he was handsome, I thought as i scrutinzed his looks. I tucked my hair behind my ear and shirfted on the balls of my feet. "Hi.." He offered me his hand. "Steve Bolton" I placed my hand in his and we shook hands. "Sarah Marti.... He grinned. I know who you are, Sarah Martinez, you're Delvin Martinez's baby niece, he said in a teasing tone cutting me. "You seem uncomfortable" he said as he watched me fumbling with my fingers. "First day in a Casino?" he asked

I ask him warily, trying to wrack my brain to remember where I know him from, but I draw a blank. “Oh, you don’t recognize me?” “No, I don’t.” “I’m the male lead actor on the project you're working on, but I can see why you don’t recognize me. We haven't officially met, but I do recognize you. My name is Stephen Adams, but you can call me Steve.” He introduces himself. It is then I realize why he looks so familiar. Steve is one of the most famous actors in the country and has been named the sexiest and most handsome man of the year several times by several magazines.

His eyes went to Steve who was still standing there with all eagerness. Jerk. "Who is this?" Jones asked me. "Um...he is.." "Steve Carmen. Nice to meet you" He cut me off. He extended his hand for a shake which Jones didn't refuse. Why would he? He won't if he knew how this jerk here made my life a living hell back then at Sinion. All the insults and mockeries, God It's still so vivid in my head. "Am Jones Martins her husband" Jones said with all possessiveness which I liked especially now in front of this jerk.

"Listen up everybody!" Bradley try to continue despite the obvious objections and distraction from the thousands of soldiers who were listening to him. "In case you don't know him, his name is Steve. Son of Argon. Just like me and all of you he has dedicated his whole life to fighting the evil of the dark, called Witches. He is your comrade!" The crowd continued to boo him even when he tried to explain the good parts about Steve that favours them.

Mr King Keisha Martins is what you would call a thief. A good thief; at least that's what she says. She practically steals from the bad people and delivers to the good people; at a hefty price, of course. And she reckons it's a win-win situation. Bad guys lose, the good guys win and she gets some hard-earned money in the She is quite content with her perfect little existence and risky way of living because hello, adrenaline? Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger.

Martin started to speak “......” Stephanie was waiting him to continue “My life……” Martin sighed, he turned to her and looked her in the eyes, “I think you shouldn’t divorce Lucas Miller. Be with him!” “Honey, why you…..” Stephanie was about to protest but Martin put his finger on her lips, asking her to be quiet, then he said, “I won’t be by your side! Watching you and our kids grow up. I have serious brain damage because of an accident years ago.”

Then he comes up behind me. “I have been looking into Mrs. Stevens’ case.” He says loudly enough for Pierto to hear as he places the file in front of me and pulls up my notebook next to it.. “I have been wondering if we really have the right diagnosis or perhaps we can figure out a more efficient treatment?” I know an old colleague of yours. I curiously look up at him and he continues to write. Elias Martin. Dr. Martin?! He knows Dr. Martin! He might not be my first go-to when in danger but I don’t have the luxury of being picky.

He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table. He pace about for more than five minutes before he finally walk towards the chair he sat on earlier and lowered himself unto it frustratedly. " We can't do this without Maximo Santino's help. He is the right man for the job " " Do you think he would agree on it? " Santana asked with his face twitched in confusion. " I can't be sure. I have never meet this man in person. All I Heard about him was that he is as handsome as he is sadistic and he is on his way here as we speak " Mattia responded stunning his two colleagues again.