Steven Hyde 70s Show Novels & Stories

He pointed at the people around him and shouted, “I’m the heir of the Morgan family, so you’d better watch out! Don’t you dare bump into me!” The people around him complied, acting deferentially and staying out of his way. I scoffed. Although Dreamscape had been shut down, Steven was still addicted to impersonating me. I strode over and grabbed a glass of ice water from a table. I splashed it on his face. “Steven Anders!” I called. Steven looked up and glared at me with rheumy eyes. “You!” Once he realized it was me, his temper cooled down immediately. He muttered, “I’m leaving. I’m leaving now!”

" Oh. Clara, Steven's real name is Eric Gold. " " uh?? how? he can't be. " " Yes, he is. That Steven idiot didn't tell us about his real name. " " How do you know," said Clara. " I told you before that Steven's real name is Eric. Mr.Edmin said to me. " I said. " No, you didn't say. " " Ok, leave that matter. Why are you saying he is a medical genius? " I asked Clara. " All people in the medical profession know that he is a medical genius," said Clara.

Alex said in disdain and held his head with Steven’s behavior, who was still not looking towards them. Alex knocked on the table in front of him. “Excuse me, could you please answer a little faster, we don’t have all the day for you,” Alex said. “Actually officer, this is something embarrassing,” Steven said. “Of course you should be ashamed of your deeds, but now you should think how will you atone for your sins,” Henry said. Steven immediately lifts his crouch, head up. “No, no officer, it’s not like you are thinking.” “Now you couldn’t lie anymore, you lost this watch while murdering the industrialist Alan Lee.”

Steven suddenly came to his senses and cursed impatiently, “D*mn it! That b*tch! She hasn’t divorced Sheldon yet, and there she is, wanting to buy Curtis Wade’s old house! What the f*ck is she thinking?! Does Sheldon mean nothing to her?! Is the man who has been dead for 20 years more important than Sheldon? Even if Sheldon is not good enough, he can’t be worse than a freaking ghost, right?!” Steven not only scolded Helen, but he also vented it out on his own brother, Sheldon. The implication of Steven’s remarks was to let his father know that Sheldon was a loser who couldn’t even subdue his own wife and was worse than a dead man! Of course, Cadfan could hear the implication in Steven’s rema

“Sophie, I hope you don’t mind. My friends and I have taken over your party. You young ones can still have fun though, don’t mind us.” I gave him a warm smile. “That’s alright… D–Dad.” My face burned. It sounded awkward calling him that when I was used to calling him old man. Steven let out a chuckle. “You can call me old man the way you used to… there’s no difference.” “Okay, old man,” I replied sheepishly. “You’re a lucky man, Steven. Your son got himself a beautiful wife. You did well to not let her land in others' hands because I would have introduced her to my grandson,” Christine Livingstone, one of Steven’s friends, said.

Grayson, Faye and Steven entered the living room. Steven was so handsome! He had dark red hair and kind amber eyes. His smile was insane and there were freckles littered all over his face. I liked him already! “Wow, you are just as beautiful as Faye said you were,” Steven shook my hand. “I’m so happy to meet you.” “You too Steven, thank you for coming!” I giggled. “Oh I’ve only imagined meeting Grayson like this a million times. Faye and I both have.”

"Tell me: why are you here? Did Joshua get you to come, or was it Jim? I'm telling you, I can forgive all the other pranks you did on me before, but not this one! If you're not going to properly coax me, I won't stop being angry!" Steven furrowed his brow and looked at the stubborn woman in front of him. He knew that she was immersed in her fantasy and would not listen to anything he said. Thus, he furrowed his brow and sternly spoke, "Miss, I'm going to tell you one last time. I'm not Luke Jones; my name is Steven Hughes. Take care." Then, he turned around and strode away. Gwen furrowed her brow. Steven Hughes? Why did that name sound so familiar? It was as if she had heard it somewhere.

Still yearning for that comfort, I didn’t notice Steven had walked to the front of the pillory, his figure blocking my view of Natalie. “W… what are you doing?” I mouthed. He didn’t answer. Just crouched to meet my eye level, then assessed my face like it was a parcel on the market. “Are you really gonna make her payback the favour that quickly?” Theodore chuckled, tracing my inner thighs and pussy with something that felt like leather. I glanced up at Steven when he stood, and watched him unbuckle his pants to let his cock out. Hard, throbbing, and already leaking with precum.

"Dude, calm down. I am not condemning you for bringing another woman who's not your wife to a party, especially when I know what you and Jennie have.“ Steven said in a teasing tone. “Also, that's way more information than I needed to hear." The way he said those words kind of made me feel less hostile towards the idea of him knowing that much about me. "Besides, you deserve tonight, after everything you have been through this month.“ Steven said with a straight face. At this point, I felt like I was the only one who cared about how opened they were in front of me, and that made me feel some sense of loyalty to them because I now knew things that I didn't want to know about their personal lif

Jody laughed as if he was amused by Steven's words, "It's true. Uh, you really know how to cheer someone up." Steven smiled but then his smile only lasted about a few seconds because the next second Jody Gardner slammed his whisky glass to the floor with anger already clearly printed on his face. "But everyone doesn't think that way, Steven. Didn't you hear what they said?" Jody said with his face turning purple. Steven's guts instantly evaporated. He was now like a mouse being stalked by a fierce cat intent on making a meal out of him. "Mercy, General. But they-"