Steve X Herobrine Lemon Novels & Stories

I sipped the water, but my hands were shaking. “Could you not hover?” I snapped, frustrated at the way my pulse refused to calm down. “That’s me sitting,” he said dryly. “You are the one hovering.” I nearly rolled my eyes. Why did he always twist everything? Still, I forced myself to move to the opposite counter, pretending to examine the cereal boxes I had seen a hundred times. Just so I didn’t have to look at him. But he spoke before I could escape again. “Kevin is not good for you Yubi.”

Steve thanked SB before finally closing the door to SB's room. SB took the cigarette from his pocket and started smoking it intensely as if he wanted to eat it at once. SB had never met a courier who came to him, a couple like Steve and Jasmine. It made SB touch and made his heart flutter. SB can't stand sweet scenes or love stories. It makes him weak. "Damn, they're just like actors in movies." SB covered his handsome face with his giant palms. He felt embarrassed and throbbed when he saw Jasmine bandaging Steve's wound.

What is that suppose to mean? Lunette snapped. "So where is Steven I don't see him anywhere!" Jerry Wu asked as he looked around for any sign of someone who looks like Steven. "He's on his way father so relax." Lunette rolled her eyes. "I'm here babe. Sorry I'm late, how do you do sir? I'm Steven Lee!" A mild baratone voice voice said from behind Lunette. Steven hugged Lunette from behind and kissed her hair, he then kissed Crimson's forehead before stepping besides them and bowing to Jerry Wu who was shocked to see the popular chef in his home.

In the spacious private bathroom of their luxurious home, warm steam rose like an erotic mist from the hot water shower flowing freely, soaking the shiny white tiles and their naked bodies. Sonya, a 27-year-old woman with a seductive, mature body—full breasts, wide hips, and smooth, honey-coloured skin—stood under the stream of water, her long black hair wet and clinging to her back, her brown eyes filled with desire as she looked at Leon. Leon, a 20-year-old stepson with an athletic body, prominent six-pack muscles glistening wet, and a penis stiff from the effects of the strong drug he had just swallowed, approached Sonya with a mischievous smile.

Capri questions Leo’s every thoughts. He would cry as she’d reject his advances on moving past his mistakes. He was not shut out entirely, but for him he was not getting enough of her time and attention. She would not sleep with him, but there were other ways to satisfy his desires. They would face time and she’d show her perky breasts as he stroked his shaft. He would send videos of him in the shower jerking off and climaxing all over the tub and that would drive Capri wild wishing it was her. She could not help but wonder if the feeling was the same of his hands all over her body, grabbing her throat from behind and spanking her ass.

The word step-sis made me cringe, but I couldn’t let him get under my skin, not now. I forced myself to say, “Hey, step-brother.” My voice was low but steady. He extended his hand toward me, and for a moment, I just stared at it, raising an eyebrow in disbelief. Seriously? The same guy who hated my very presence now wanted a handshake? He noticed my hesitation and smirked. “Don’t you know how to handshake, sis?”

"This is wrong! He’s my stepbrother and I hate him! He’s cruel, he’s disrespectful and he makes my life miserable. But why can’t I tear my eyes away? It’s like I’m hypnotized, staring at his body, dammit!” Oh no! This can’t be happening. I am not attracted to him. Yes, he has a nice body, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s a terrible person. And I shouldn’t be admiring him. He's my stepbrother for Pete’s sake! I can’t be lusting over my freaking stepbrother!

Leo responded, his gaze on her empty bowl of soup. He moved forward, taking the empty bowl from the table. "This is Bistro Laurier's," Leo mumbled. "So?" Beatrice asked, her eyes bored. "You sent me to get you the same hangover soup from Bistro Laurier." "And you did a really poor job. What if I hadn't ordered from their website?" She dragged every word that left her mouth. "I would be drinking cold soup right now." Leo moved backwards, his eyes wide with disbelief. "Are you fucking with me right now?"

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?"

Lily cursed Serra as her plan failed. However, before Lily could respond, her minions stood before her as if shielding her. "What bet? Why are you guys fooling around?" one of the boys stood before Lily defensively, showing off his manliness. He was Serra's boyfriend, Steve. Jack immediately stepped in as if locking thrones with him. "What? Are you going to fight with girls...?" Jack sneered as he thrashed Steve back. Britney wasn't willing to back off, she scoffed sarcastically,