Steven Universe Emerald Novels & Stories

Winston raised his hand, his bodyguards stepping forward to stop Steven's men. Winston patiently asked Larissa, "Would you mind explaining what you think is wrong with this Unicorn Statue?" Steven angrily said, "Winson, are you just trying to go against me?" Winston scoffed, "I just want this young man to assist me. What does it have to do with you?" Steven said sarcastically, "Oh right! After all, you have terrible eyesight! Otherwise, you wouldn't have mistakenly sold valuable emeralds as scraps!" Infuriated, Winston snapped, "Steven, I've had enough of you!"

Miranda flinched at Steven's order, but she threw herself in front of Ada anyway. "You monster! Do you hear yourself? She's carrying your child! How could you be this heartless? You want to send me to my grave?!" Steven's throat bobbed as he swallowed hard. His mind was a mess. Slowly, he looked at her. Eyes dark, voice low. "I already listened to you once, Mom. That's how I lost Bella. I'm not doing it again." Then louder—sharp. "Do it." Steven ran Rocca Corp now—full control. No one second-guessed him.

Emerald didn’t heed much. “That’s because he isn’t a human. He is the king of Dream-Catchers.” Emerald said. Carol frowned her brows and left the knitting stuff aside. She killed the remaining distance between her and Emerald and asked directly looking through his eyes, “Name…?” Her voice was firm, determined to an extent that even Scarlet felt the urgency behind it. Scarlet grew alert and Eva flinched looking at her changing expressions and stopped the rummaging.

Prince Aisen asked. "We will find out about it that too, right now." Mr Steven answered. "Close your eyes." He said. Aisen did as he said. "Touch your chest and feel your heartbeat." Mr Steven added. Aisen did that as well. "Great, now tell me the first girl that appears in your eyes." He said. Aisen saw Leilah, swaying her hair while running, her beautiful heartwarming smile, and her little one sided dimple, her set of White teeth made him smile, Mr Steven saw him smiling.

Hearing this, Steven paused momentarily and sneered, "What could be wrong with me?" After speaking, he lowered his gaze, rubbing his throbbing temples, his face turning iron blue as he walked away. Having known Steven for so many years, Ethan had never seen him like this and felt something was off, but he didn't know what to say. Holding back, he asked somewhat incomprehensibly, "Steven, does it have to be Kimberly?" He barely recognized the person in front of him. Was this still the same proud and arrogant Steven he knew? "Yes!" Steven answered without hesitation.

He carved it meticulously into eight life-like, mythic beasts that were each about one foot tall, and he held them in his palm. Sebastian stretched in satisfaction at the sight of the fruits of his labor, which had taken the entire night. However, there was still one very important issue. He still needed two spell centers, as well as emerald trinkets that Whitney and Rosalie could wear! However, divine emerald was a very rare type of emerald, and Sebastian could only try his luck at the jewelry stores or emerald emporiums in Steinberg or Sunway. If the jewelry stores didn't have any, he would have to ask Zane or Belinda to help him think of a solution.

Let alone Henry Red. I’ve seen him while I was growing up and I can tell that the man was indeed a chick magnet. As to why she chose to live a peasant’s life when she could easily enjoy a lavish lifestyle for being the mother of the only heir of the manor and the…holy sh*t. It just came into my senses that Allie or Ember is the next Luna to the pack! I guess she had been waiting for me to hit the light bulb moment because she smiled a pitiful smile. The kind of smile that doesn’t reach the eye.

Ever since then, Steven became my entire world—my Prince Charming. He was the epitome of cuteness, standing taller than the other boys with his mesmerizing green eyes that sparkled like emeralds and his shiny blonde hair that glinted under the sun. His perfectly shaped nose and soft, strawberry lips added to his undeniable charm. Always my protector, he listened and comforted me whenever my mother chastised me for my lackluster grades. For years, Steven and I were inseparable friends, sharing secrets and dreams, until the day he abruptly moved away to another city. Just like that, he was gone, leaving me feeling adrift and alone.