Steve X Garrett Minecraft Novels & Stories

dressed in a simple Jeans and black T I drive to Dr Lee's which is 30 minutes away after getting the kids in their twin stroller I move to get their bag when I feel someone behind me. "Amanda right ?" I turn around to look at the person it's one of Travis friend's I remember him I just don't remember his name "yes ,uhmm you Mr Parkers friend "yes Carter "he looks at my kids Carrie is bothering sleeping Camden her dirty blonde her , green eyes give her away on who her father is same as Camden.

"You're not still a virgin, are you? Wait… you've absorbed ability user energy at least once—don't tell me—hm!" He seemed to realize something and widened his eyes in surprise. "Don't say anything, Ray! Just don't!" Steve buried his face, utterly flustered. Damn… Alexander was a fake saint, but Steve truly had the potential to become one. No wonder he seemed so at home in the Zimtam Outpost. Their ideals aligned perfectly. Just then, the man following the footprints of the woman in red finally entered their view. "Ray, someone's coming!" Steve tensed.

A heavy, stolen security rifle lay on the console beside him, its power cell pulsing with an active charge. ​"Die... just all of you die!" Garrett screamed into the empty room, his eyes bloodshot and wide with absolute insanity. "If I can't have the Syndicate... if the Council won't back my lineage... then nobody gets the crown! I’ll drown this whole damn valley in the ocean!" ​"Step away from the console, Garrett," Vivian commanded, her clear, administrative voice cutting through the hum of the server racks like a drop of liquid nitrogen.

Elder 1- the humans are having an incurable sickness because of people like you who fucks other men. Steven was so fast I missed it, the next thing a heart was dropped to the ground, Steven pulled Cody off the table and into his arms. He took deep breath then turned around. Steven- let me introduce myself again. I am beta Steven and this is my MATE Cody. I will not stand for it, I will kill the lot of you before I let anyone disrespect him!

The stuff in Xenos' hands fell to the ground. 'I'm sorry.' The man apologized immediately and helped him pick up his belongings. Xenos didn't take it seriously. He turned around and left with his things. The man looked at his back as he walked away and slowly raised his head, revealing Steve's cold face. He raised his eyes and looked at the monitor opposite him. His eyes were full of provocation. Ethan Wharton, the game had truly begun. Looking at the sample in his hand that he had replaced, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Steve's mouth.

She was sure he was using his Alpha tone to hurt other people, and she would prove it to his father to get him to strip his title. Xavier knew he wouldn’t get anywhere by continuing to fight. He turned and walked out of the cafeteria, leaving a trail of blood in his wake. Xavier’s younger brother sighed and shook his head. Xavier had failed whatever test this was. Maybe Thea wouldn’t have to prove anything to his father after all. “I apologize on behalf of my family,” Garret said. He had light brown hair like Xavier’s, but he kept his short and tidy, unlike Xavier’s shaggy style. “To you, Thea, as well as to your mates.”

…Tina POV… Steve has just gotten off the phoned with someone from his Company. Apparently, Xavien has some smartwatch that you can find his location. Well, never did I think a cowboy would walk around with something like that. So they have given us coordinates that Steve will put into his GPS, and it will take us to Mekayla and Xavien. "Okay, my guy said that Xavien is on the move; he will give us the coordinates to move towards." "Why would they be moving?" "Don't know; perhaps they are scared that someone will find where they are. They have moved them before."

she asked her younger sister. "No. But his aura is—" "Like the aura of a werewolf, you mean?" interrupted the man casually as soon as he finished taking off his shoes and closed the door of his apartment, extending his right hand to Veronica, who was still motionless in her place. “Gavin Brooklyn. I'm Steve's subordinate. You know him, right?"

“I almost forgot to introduce myself. I’m Sherriff Gustav Bernard, from the Sapphire Mountain PD.” That was all Steven needed to know as all the fight left his body and he looked up at Gustav in horror. “Now, be a good boy and pack your stuff, will you? I don’t think this hospital will be needing your services anymore.” “P-please…” Steven managed to stutter out. “Oh? What was that?” Gustav pretended to have difficulty hearing as he placed his hand on his earlobe. “You want me to make this video viral on social media?” Steven Hallow didn’t need any more invitation. Scrambling on all fours, he all but crawled away from us before getting up on his feet and running for his dear life.

The faint smell of rubber mats, metal, and sharp cologne. No one at the front desk. Just the low hum of the air conditioner. I’m still looking around when I hear boots—heavy, deliberate—coming from the hallway that leads to the offices. The next second, Steve appears. No gym shirt this time. Just black joggers slung low on his hips and nothing else. The tattoo sleeve on his left arm continues across his chest—one long thin line under his left pec, another across his lower ribs. He doesn’t smile. He just looks at me.