Steve X Sodapop Novels & Stories

Steve pulled a cigarette from the pack and said evenly, “Chris was brought down. The corporation couldn’t go without a leader, so everyone chose me to step in.” “And why was Chris brought down?” Sasha shot back, her tone sharp and relentless. Steve let out a cold, mocking laugh. “Isn’t that all over the news?” He reached for the lighter. Suddenly, Sasha lunged forward, snatched the cigarette from his fingers, and threw it into the trash. “Steve!” His hand was suddenly empty, and his eyes darkened. His voice turned cold. “Mom, did you wake up looking for a fight today?” The second she saw him, she slapped him without saying a word. Now she was standing here grilling him over one thing after a

I ask him warily, trying to wrack my brain to remember where I know him from, but I draw a blank. “Oh, you don’t recognize me?” “No, I don’t.” “I’m the male lead actor on the project you're working on, but I can see why you don’t recognize me. We haven't officially met, but I do recognize you. My name is Stephen Adams, but you can call me Steve.” He introduces himself. It is then I realize why he looks so familiar. Steve is one of the most famous actors in the country and has been named the sexiest and most handsome man of the year several times by several magazines.

But right now, something else was wrong… he seemed to be seeing in a different way. Everything was turning whiter as he blinked. Just then, Adrian finally looked at the bottle in his hand and realized something. “Steve, you drugged me?” he asked as he felt his body giving up. “Maybe if you had your Kareth, you’d be able to tell something was in your drink,” Steve said. And that was true: Adrian would have been able to sense if something was strange about his drink. Steve had been putting all these things to the test and now could see that Adrian’s Kareth had been higher than his. That’s why he was special. Now, without it, Steve could only see him as nothing but a useless person—no better wa

Hayden nodded happily and already started popping the poppet. Steve stood up and faced me. "It wasn't required.." I was cut off as Steve held his palm out, stopping me abruptly. "This was nothing!" He said. "I want to spoil him with many of these things." I chuckled in response, "I'll not let you spoil him." "Let's see." He grinned.

I exclaimed then hushed my voice again. “Do you think he’d go for it?” “Look at you, Revy! If he’s still got a dick he’ll go for it.” Steve said. I bit my lip and then smiled up at Steve as his fingers continued to rub my pussy. “OK. What should I do?” “You can start by actually helping me find that whiskey, then give him his drink. The rest of it, I’m sure will come to you.” We eventually tracked down the whiskey, Steve mixed it up into three drinks with cola and ice cubes and sent me back into the living room with two of them.

Not like this. God, why couldn’t it be me? I would have taken care of her. I would have loved her better. Again, there was no answer. And so, I decided to change tactics. “Who is he? Give me a name, Nattie.” “Since he doesn’t believe in love, let’s call him that. Love.” “So, that’s the problem?” “Yeah,” she replied in a cracked voice. “Love broke our mate bond. Love… didn’t love me back.”

"you are not going to invite me him?" Sophia asked with a cold smile. "Why the fuck are you here?" Steve demanded in a low voice. "At least offer me a drink," Sophia replied. "We used to be friends, Steve." "Sophia, do not underestimate my patience. The only reason I have not reached into your chest to pull out your fucking heart is because you are the only person alive that know where Mason is. Do not tempt me." Steve said with a growl.

“You’re a goddamn caveman.” “Ivy.” My voice drops an octave. “I’m your goddamn stepdaddy.” Her lips twitch. “Say it.” Her lips twitch. “Say it, or I’ll bend you over that table and make you scream it to the entire fucking city.” She bites her lip. Then finally, she smirks. “…Yes, Stepdaddy.” Fuck. That sound? That title on her tongue? It nearly ends me. To Be Continued...

After speaking, he glanced at the half-eaten instant noodles in the bowl with some regret, stood up, and walked over to Jack, "Since you're not eating, let's go back and rest early. It's getting late. Come on, let's go together, hmm?" Hearing these words, Jack's mood was not only not smoothed over, but more dissatisfaction fermented in his heart. When did Steve become such a warm-hearted person? He was even helping Hazel speak now. Could it be... His scrutinizing gaze swept over Steve, then glanced at Hazel, but he couldn't erupt again. Steve was his friend and also the director of this advertisement. Even if there were really any problems between them, it would only be with that damn woman,

Can I. Blake's disturbed when the driver announces that we have arrived at the pizza place "come on let's go have pizza I am sure you hungry ?" We make our way to the small pizzeria with Zach waiting outside surprise he's in another tailored suit a dark grey colour ,when he sees us coming he smiles my heart does a little dance. No, no i can't go there he does look good only if he weren't a closet psychopath.