Steve X Billy Novels & Stories

"Bro, I don't know even know who you are—" "But I know who you are. I know all about you," he cut me off. "Ryder Jake Williams. The surfer. The player. The stepbrother. You're her fucking stepbrother and you just have to make a move on her. You have to get her to fall in love with you. And now, because of you, she has to leave her entire life behind. She'll lose her family, her friends, and she’ll have to give up on her dreams—"

Alexander warned Billy, half-concerned, half-mocking. They were sworn enemies, and niceties were off the table. "Hmph. You might've dodged death down there, but not this time. Lucas, Xylon, take him out!" Billy's anger was like wildfire, uncontainable as he pointed accusingly at Alexander. He was impatient, obviously. With a swift motion, the two brothers shrugged and retreated at breakneck speed, skimming over a line of speedboats to reach the safety of their warship. "Vice-Captain, this guy's too strong. We need you to take him down," they said, their flattery failing to soothe Billy's seething temper.

The door swung open, and Bella appeared, shaking her head. “Hello, I am—” Bella slammed the door in his face before he could finish his speech, but he caught it. “I don’t know if you know me. I’m Xavier, a friend of Amber’s. Is she in? Please, I need to speak with her,” he pleaded. Bella narrowed her eyes at him. “Sorry, I don’t entertain strangers,” she said and shoved his hand off the door before shutting it. “But I am not a stranger!” Xavier shouted.

“Why?” “Just drop it” I step back, wrapping my arms around my middle again. I ignore him, focusing on our Beta as he has us shift and take off to the lake. It’s easy to strip and shift. I kind of hide when I strip to change, and normally no one notices. But Axton does. He blocks me. He stays dressed, and blocks me from view as I strip and shift. He doesn’t look, or seem to care. Then he strips and shifts.

"Please play it smart. She's really happy with us." "We got it Rory, we're not stupid." Billy grumbles, his happy mood souring a little, but then he's grinning again. "Maybe I'll fuck one of the girlfriends? One of them's bound to have a girlfriend?" "Cally?' I suggest and he bursts out laughing.

I looked at them frantically, but my voice couldn't come out to fight them. I saw in the corner Atlas trying to get back up. He laughed sarcastically, looking at Seth. "Claim it?" he repeated the word in a mocking tone. Then his eyes met Seth's sharply. "It wasn't me who did it but you." Those blue eyes also gave her the same look, like they wanted to kill her. "I knew you weren't a beta. No beta could do that to me. Now, just tell Elsie who you are!" Atlas gave Seth a sharp look, but he pointed at me.

Her hand loosened and I retreated my own. "The kind of conversation and you guys held towards each other before did kinda gave it away." I drawled out, picking up my shake. She drew out another sigh. "Sylvie was my bestfriend and a junior to me." I absentmindedly nodded, twirling the plastic within my hand. "Her bro---" She was cut off but a loud thud of the door and it took me all not to flinch at the spot. Old habits, die hard. "Xander and Xavier." She paused momentarily, rolling her eyes again.

Steve responded and received it from him, After the secretary left, he was left staring through the pages of the file and his face formed a frown, He put the file aside as he quickly reached for his phone and called Alex, After the fourth ring, Alex finally answered the call "To what do I owe this call from the infamous Steven Dante?" Alex asked sarcastically "Where are you?" Steve asked in a serious tone "I am at Lizzy's house chilling!" Alex responded, Steve hang up the call and immediately headed to his car. When he got to Lizzy's, he rang the doorbell impatiently, A few seconds later, Alex came to get the door and immediately he opened it, Steve launched at him and began to hit him, a fi

Enough to stand here with his practiced smile and make implications that are just soft enough to deny if challenged. I open my mouth. Richie moves. It is a small thing. Almost imperceptible. A half-step, a slight shift of weight, his body repositioning so that his shoulder is angled between me and Harrison. Not a threat. Not a speech. Just a man putting himself between something and the thing he does not want near it. Pure instinct. No calculation in it at all. Harrison sees it. I watch something register behind his eyes.. something he files away with the satisfied precision of a man who collects information the way others collect art. His smile shifts slightly, becomes something private.

“It’s the right thing to do. It’s his responsibility and your duty.” I felt like he’d punched me in the face. He didn’t come back to make up with me, he came back to fix things before he disappeared again! “You are giving me back to Steve on a silver platter? I understand you were born in the Stone Age but times have changed. That’s not what we do in the twenty-first century!” “Could you two continue this argument at your own time, we have more important things to discuss.” Billy sounded hoarse. He was rubbing his neck where Ash’s grip was. His fingerprints were visible on Billy’s neck.