Steven Collier Novels & Stories

" HEY, IDIOT DO YOU HAVE EYES OR NOT? SEE WHAT IS THERE IN THE FRONT OF US. " he just smiled at me. Does he really want to kill me on this trip? " STEVEN, SLOW DOWN THE CAR. " I shouted till my throat became dry. _____ Mr. Steven Gold - CEO of gold corp and ex-boyfriend of Risa. ( Steven is not his real name ) Till now Risa didn't know about her ex-boyfriend's identity or where he belongs to. He was 19 years old when Risa met him. ******

Why would anyone want to live in a place with virtually no inhabitants? Steve, or at least that’s what he calls himself, is another part of Charlotte’s big plan. Five minutes after receiving the text from her, there’s a knock on my door. When I open it, a burly, bald man is taking up space in my doorway. He reminds me of a nightclub bouncer. Dressed in all black, he lets himself in and says Mrs Collin sent him. I don’t like the look of him. Having him in such close proximity makes me feel uneasy.

He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table. He pace about for more than five minutes before he finally walk towards the chair he sat on earlier and lowered himself unto it frustratedly. " We can't do this without Maximo Santino's help. He is the right man for the job " " Do you think he would agree on it? " Santana asked with his face twitched in confusion. " I can't be sure. I have never meet this man in person. All I Heard about him was that he is as handsome as he is sadistic and he is on his way here as we speak " Mattia responded stunning his two colleagues again.

The metals from his handcuffs clanged against each other the moment he set his hands to the table before him. He had shackles around his ankles as well which made it a lot harder for him to move. It was why when Colton finally took a seat, he heaved from his chapped lips, a breath of relief. Sheriff Steven didn't cut him some slack as their eyes immediately locked with shared hostility. "What do you want from me?" Colton dared to be rude. The only outcome that ever came from that was his face being bashed in, but that was after some altercation with an inmate here. He was barely thriving but he wasn't willing to let go of his tough skin. Stevens leaned forward with a piece of paper in his ha

I wasn’t by her side when she needed me the most. Stevie nods, wiping a tear from her cheek. "Yes, she did.” “H-how’s my son? What does he look like?” Stevie’s expression crumbles, and she shakes her head, the tears she’s been holding back finally flowing freely. “Collin… didn’t make it,” she says, her voice breaking. I can’t breathe, can’t think. My son… my son is gone.