Steven Universe Fan Comics Novels & Stories

I said. Steven's friend scoffed. "You're right, he's an asshole." "I'm not going to say this but once," Steven said. "I promised Stephanie I would take care of Jane—," "Isn't that weird?" I asked. "What did they give you for it? Money? You're adamant on getting her, even after an embarrassing scene of pens being thrown at your face, you're coming back for more? Tell me, Steven, why don't you just move on?"

Sunny asked. "I don't know. Maybe. The timing is strange," I told her with a little shrug. "Or maybe it's just karma." Sunny took a sip of her coffee. "He throws you away, and the universe decides to remind him that actions have consequences." She shrugged with a smirk on her face. I honestly wanted to believe that there was comic justice and the universe was on my side, having seen my dedication and unwavering love for Steven, but I knew better. Karma didn’t come for people like Steven. He was too perfect to face one. Except he didn’t love me back. That was his only flaw.

he said with a glare, daring any of them to try and kick him out. "You are Steven mate, aren't you?" Jordon asked, recognizing his name. He smiled, patting the guy on his shoulder when he stared at him wide-eyed. "Steve is a friend. There are no judgments here, Chris, we know a lot of mixed blood who have found a mate in the authority" he said.

“Hmm… let me guess. You were a wolf chasing after rabbits?” Steven burst out laughing. “No! Way cooler than that. I was a superhero, and I had laser eyes.” “Laser eyes?” I repeated, amused. “That sounds dangerous.” “It wasn’t!” Steven said quickly, waving his little hands. “I was saving the whole city. Bad guys tried to take over, but then—” He puffed his chest out and made a dramatic pew pew sound. “I zapped them all!” Zed held his chest and leaned back like he’d been hit. “Aaah, not the laser eyes! You got me!”

I pressed a hand to my mouth to stop the laughter, but it didn’t help. Steven had an elephant head tattooed on his pubic area. From what I could make out from the distance between us, his penis was the elephant’s trunk. “Women don’t run when they see that?” I asked between fits of laughter. Amusement flashed through his eyes as he fixed his pants. “I keep them too occupied to notice.” With a wink, he left the room and disappeared down the hall. I dropped back onto the bed and allowed the laughter to take over once again. Damn, those brothers were seriously entertaining.

Rachel's POV Steven laughed quietly while telling a story about one of the people who collect his art. This guy offered a way low price for one of Stevens paintings. "He thought I was still in school and needed people to like my work," Steven said in a way. I smiled at him. "So what did you say to the guy?" "I told him it was okay. Not everyone likes art,” Steven said. He sounded calm. I could tell he was pretty sure of himself. Steven knows what he is worth. He does not need to get all worked up to prove it.

Though they were simple words of thanks, they carried a much heavier weight of gratitude, and she hoped Cassian could tell. He nodded in understanding, and just then, Fran, Cass, and Amelia came and dragged him off to the side, claiming they had something to discuss with him. Then Steven approached her. “Allow me to formally and finally introduce myself,” he said to her “I'm Steven, Cassian's assistant. I follow him everywhere.” “Just his assistant?” She queried, “Not his best friend?” “Well, I am his best friend, but I don't like it being public knowledge.” “Why not?”

“So, you’re the new wolf in the pack. Interesting.” Lyra’s smile faltered. She took a small step back. “What do you mean?” Steven shrugged, casual but arrogant. “Just saying. You’re a wolf, we’re lycans. Not every day do we get somebody like you aboard.” Lyra’s jaw clenched and her arms folded against her chest. “So what?” Steven chuckled at her obvious discomfiture. “No reason,” he said. “Just conversation.” He smiled, showing teeth as even and white as any Lyra had seen. “But you’ve got a story or two in you, don’t you.”

Bob said and they looked at each other with the same confusion. What they saw was very surprising, because they had never seen Steven like that with blood on his mouth. Steven was known to be very cruel and dangerous but he never dirty his body with the blood of his enemies. That's why he has a lot of henchmen to do those dirty things for him. To be continued…

He cleared his throat and said, "Diana, your imagination is so rich." "What do you mean?" Steven put his arm out in front of me at this point, then explained: "Look, my vein is broken. Out of concern for you, I pulled out the infusion tube. Besides, Sharmaine and I aren't what you think they are. I also have my own rules." "Damn it! Why do I have to explain this to you? I really have lost my mind." Steven muttered in an angry voice. I'm still not wholly convinced; I don't intend to hide what I've seen.