Steve X Captain Tankmen Novels & Stories

He even told me about how Liam refused to appoint a new beta after his last one, Garrett, was killed in the last rogue attack of the Rosewood pack. "He blamed himself for Garrett," Steve says, turning his coffee cup in his hands. "Even though everyone told him it wasn't his fault. He just... he doesn't let people carry things alone but he'll carry everything himself and act like it weighs nothing." I know exactly what he means. "He sounds impossible," I say. Steve smiles. "He really is." We sit with that for a moment and it's almost comfortable until— "Some people in this company think their position gives them the right to do whatever they want."

“So, they really are married?” “That’s not true!” Richard snapped, turning sharply toward the guests before his glare returned to Katherine. “I’m giving you one last chance to----” “Listen, Lieutenant Colonel.” Steve stepped forward, placing himself between Richard and Katherine. The title landed with weight. For a brief second, Steve’s gaze flickered to the insignia on Richard’s shoulder---acknowledging it, but not respecting it. Then his eyes hardened. “As a soldier,” he continued evenly, “you should know when to accept defeat.”

Steve was strung up with thick silver chains around his neck directly over a large cauldron filled with boiling liquid silver. His shirt had been stripped off, but when I looked, there was no mark on his body. "Steve," I muttered softly and he slowly raised his head. "Viktor-" he sounded surprised to see me and he looked around. "Viktor, you have to leave, they are going to make you to-" "I don't care. I'm getting you out of here," I interrupted him and moved closer to him. "No, no, not so fast," I heard Papa's voice and I look sideways to see him come in through a door that was behind Steve with four Vampires accompanying him.

he said casually, lifting the hand that held the cigarette in Winter’s direction as a signal to the factory manager. The man froze for a moment, then nodded quickly. “Yes, Mr. Steve.” Chris was the head of the Xander Corporation, and everyone addressed him as Mr. Xander. Calling Steve “Mr. Xander” as well would be confusing, and he hated being addressed as Vice President Xander. Over time, people had settled on calling him Mr. Steve. Pale smoke drifted into the air. Steve’s gaze fixed steadily on Winter’s face, his eyes narrowing slightly with an unreadable look.

Dominic's father. Except Dominic's father was supposed to be dead. Dominic stopped breathing. "You're dead." The man smiled. "I was supposed to be." Marcus raised his weapon. "You." The man's smile disappeared. "Marcus." Dominic looked between them. "You know him." Marcus's hand tightened around the weapon. "Yes." "Who is he?" Marcus didn't answer. The man did. "My name is Alexander Vale." Dominic stared. "My father." Alexander nodded. "You've grown." Dominic's expression hardened.

Steve said, supporting her, while Megan just stared at him, not knowing what to say. “I need some water.” Steve said as he got up and went to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen. He settled back in the chair, dropping the bottle of water and cup on the stool beside his chair. He poured the water into the cup and began to gulp it down. Just as he was still gulping his water down, Veronica suddenly asked another question. “But does your Alpha have a son though? Any kids that you guys are friends with?” She asked.

“It's not just a simple team we are up against, even you can agree. It's Starwest hockey team and we've never played them before.” The microwave chimed, it was time to get it out. “So? We will kick their asses the way we've been doing for other teams the last years.” “That's the thing, Noah. Like us, they've never been beaten before. Guess who their captain is.” I started digging into my food without a care in the world. “Am I supposed to be bothered?” “Vale.” I dropped the fork and it hit the table with a clank sound “Which Vale?” “The same Vale we know from Brooklyn high, Valentine McCall.”

“Ground rules. One: no one's dying in my fucking apartment Two: you shower daily or I hose you down. Three: I’m introducing you to someone.” “No.” “It’s not a rebound thing, I swear. It’s… a plan.” I narrowed my eyes. “Zoe.” She grinned, evil and perfect. “Ever heard of Rowan Parker?” My stomach flipped. Everyone had heard of Rowan Parker. Captain of the Ice Hawks, face like a storm cloud, body like a brick wall, and apparently allergic to relationships. He’d been single for two straight seasons while girls literally threw themselves at him after games.

She uprooted her whole life to be here, and I haven’t been here for her in the way that I should. With my mind replaying everything that just happened, I wasn’t sure what to do. So, I went for a run. Halfway through Raiden mindlinked me. ‘Zev, I just lit a fire under Steve’s ass. He’s so angry. Good job acting like an asshole, although you do have a lot of practice.’ ‘Yeah, I studied you.’ I joked. ‘Funny.’ He replied without any humor in his voice. I guess we’re not there yet. ‘Steve should be mindlinking you pretty soon; he stormed out a little while ago when I mentioned wanting to rule this pack like a dictator. Did I take things too far?’

It was precisely because Steve's realm was completely incomparable with the group of monsters equivalent to Heavenly Spirit Realm that everyone did not take him too seriously from the beginning. In everyone's mind, he was at most a human cultivator, and he played a role in communication. However, when all the demons looked desperate, Steve showed an utterly different viciousness.