Steve X Garrett Minecraft Novels & Stories

She’d been pushing her thoughts into my head, and the distance made them so faint. *I’m here, Piccolo. Stay calm.* “Garret, check and see if there’s a backdoor. Xander, you go up on the roof and see if there’s any way to get in from there. I’m sure they’ll expect me to come this way.” They both nodded and headed off. “There’s a backdoor,” Garret stated a minute later. I nodded. Looking up in time, I saw Xander step off the side of the roof. He landed lightly on the balls of his feet.

More controlled. Shianne's head snaps up, her wolf rising to the surface, eyes flashing amber. I set my coffee down and stand, my body already shifting into a defensive stance. The bike rounds the bend—a massive Harley, chrome gleaming in the sunlight. The rider is broad-shouldered and leather-clad, his face obscured by a dark helmet until he pulls it off. Vice President Garrett. He kills the engine and swings off the bike with practiced ease, his boots crunching on gravel as he approaches. His expression is neutral, respectful, but there's steel beneath it.

As if he’d been expecting it. I threw my cigarette on the floor, ignoring the way goosebumps scattered across my skin in irritation. “We need to talk about Carl and what he’s doing.” I said lowly, gaining satisfaction from using my boot to crush the cigarette that was still lit. Steve raised an eyebrow, his sea green eyes dancing with amusement “What he’s doing? Or what you’re doing?” He asked, unsure. “You’ve been tiptoeing around this for a while now, Xavier. Haven’t you?”

Maya sat close enough that their shoulders touched. Neither of them said anything. Xander watched them for a moment — the boy who had been built as a compass and turned out to be something else entirely, and the girl who had found him in a tunnel and refused to let go — and then he turned to the comm unit. "Garrett," he said. "Keep him alive. Whatever it takes, keep Moss alive until we call you." A pause. "He's not going to like that," Garrett said. "No," Xander said. "He isn't."

Hunter: The road in was long and dumb quiet, the kind of quiet that tells you everything worth knowing has gone to ground. I kept the bike under the trees and moved on foot, boots chewing at the moss. Xavier’s words looped in my head: Find her before he does. Short, sharp, no room for mistakes. “Beta, are you sure that coming here is the right option?” One of the gammas, Brian, asked. “Are you going to question the Alpha, Brian?” I asked, and he shook his head.

I looked him over and he was very handsome, he was covered in tattoos and his body looked rock hard, “Hey I’m Steve, Darren’s best friend.” I smiled, unable to answer him, I looked him over and Darren over. They did not look to be similar at all, Darren was rough looking, he always had a smoke in his mouth dark hair and dark eyes, he was big but a lot smaller then Steve. Meanwhile Steve was a lot warmer, he looked safe and comfortable, he had his life in order while Darren was a mess.

Steven barked, throwing a punch. He didn't even get close. Xander kicked him down like it was nothing. Cold. Precise. "Steven Garrett," he said, voice like ice, "who gave you the guts to touch my wife?" Everyone thought Xander was some buttoned-up gentleman. But I knew better—underneath that charm was pure steel. Steven staggered up, holding his side, and turned the phone camera on Xander. "This guy? He's my wife's lover! Looks fancy, but he's just trash!"

Emily sighed, she tried to move her body and found it too heavy, she was not even sure her legs could stand on the floor, feeling more depressed, she wept “Garrett, where are you?” Garrett stirred awake, he was in his office, he must have just finished showing the plan to his people, because the plan was on his table, his office door opened and Davies walked in, he sat upright in his seat “It is ready Alpha” Davies informed him Finally, nodding Garrett stood up “Get everyone ready, I will be out” Garrett told Davies “Yes Alpha” Davies bowed and left the room Garrett went to his room to take a shower, changed his clothes, he stared at himself in the mirror “Let’s go get our mate back” Beast t

“That reporter came into my private room undercover. I don’t care what she managed to film. Anyone stupid enough to come looking for trouble with me deserves a quick death. “Mr. Steve, I’ll be waiting for good news. “I’m sure our partnership will only get stronger. With your position and my support, what’s to stop Xander Corporation and the entire Xander empire from becoming yours one day? I’ll be counting on you then, Mr. Steve.” Steve knew that once he got dragged into that mess at the border, there was no turning back. He took two hard drags from his cigarette, crushed it out, and started the car. Late that night, he pulled into the underground garage of his villa, where his assistant ste

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.