Steven Universe Lapidot Novels & Stories

How the hell had Logan managed to convince him to get on a plane and spend a month with us? In the middle of my chaotic thoughts, Steven walked toward us dragging the black leather suitcase with an enviable ease. He stopped his steps right next to Logan and curved his lips into a slow smile, showing a perfect hollow on his left cheek. "Guys, I introduce you to Steven," Logan announced, giving the giant a friendly slap on the back. "He's the new member of the crew for the summer. I thought the villa needed a bit more heavy weight." "A pleasure, sorry for the delay," Steven said, his voice being a rough baritone that reverberated directly in my ears. "The interstate traffic was gridlocked."

“Kidnap him. Without him, Emely loses her protection. And once that happens… destroying her becomes much easier.” My fingers tapped lightly against the table. Lorian took a seat beside me. “Doesn’t that make sense, Alex?” I didn’t answer immediately. My fingers kept tapping steady, controlled but my thoughts were moving far faster. Steven wasn’t an easy opponent. The way he operated—precise, calculated. If he really had freed that man, then he had already prepared himself for whatever came next. Which meant… He wasn’t afraid. I lifted my gaze slowly, turning toward Lorian, who still looked completely at ease—as if what he’d just suggested was nothing more than casual conversation.

Steven rolled his eyes and replied, “Not yet, but you shall soon hear that he has been dismissed. However, the good news is that I have successfully hacked his computer and can now access it from my own.” “Oh my goodness! Are you being serious right now?” Jane asked, astonished. “Indeed, I am,” Steven affirmed. “How did you manage it so quickly? The last time we spoke, you mentioned that he keeps a close watch on you,” Jane queried. “Well, I employed a little ruse,” Steven responded. “And what sort of ruse did you employ?” Jane probed.

Farris nearly screams, but I'm too busy shaking my head to listen to him. "There has to be something wrong here. I cannot be a stealer." “I don't have time to deal with your denial. The only way for a stealer to be less dangerous is to get mated to someone. Or find your true mate. Considering the last option is unlikely to happen overnight,” He looks away, “I need to make some calls and,” He closes his eyes, shaking his head, “It’s over, Callista. We’re done. You and I, forget about it.”

Lunaris said jokingly, turning to face Maria. “Oh, umm. Well, I just wanted to ask what the nature of your relationship with Steven is. You don't have to answer, though; I was just a little curious,” Maria said, turning back to the mirror quickly. Lunaris remained silent for a moment. “Steven is a good person, and he loves Gabriella with all his heart. Even if it may look like it, he's not quite ready to move on yet. He’s still really upset about the fact that I took Gabriella's body, but he keeps me around because of the pregnancy. I'm sure he'll send me out of his house after I give birth to the child,” she answered.

In the sacred space, Steven's voice was devoid of emotion. "I, Lycan Steven Styles, reject you Nathalie Salem Bentley, as my human mate,” he said while glaring at me with those intense hazel-green eyes. He was supposed to kill me. He has been traveling around the world for centuries just to find his mate to kill her—but he didn’t kill me… yet. "I, Nathalie Salem Bentley, accept your rejection, Lycan Steven," I said, holding onto the blanket, shielding my bare body from his eyes full of hunger.

Steven lay in the rubble. He snorted weakly and said, "I'm Dragon Slayer, no. 32 on the Blacklist. I won't betray my employer." "Is that so? Go to hell then," Sebastian said coldly without any hesitation. He crushed Steven's head with one single foot. Then, he retrieved a mobile phone from the thugs on the ground. He scrolled through the contacts and dialed a number. Mateo was waiting for news from Steven and his subordinates at a five-star hotel in Steinberg.

He doesn’t want her dead but in so much pain that she will wish she was dead. Steven sat on the floor resting his head on his bed when three men in black clothes and masks barged into his room. He was stunned and couldn’t talk because of the gun pointing at him. One of them walked toward him knocking him unconscious. Steven was driving towards the apartment when he saw two black Range Rover drive out, he wanted to chase them but he got stuck after seeing the special plate number only the security of Alex McCollum owns. “A-MCADT-100452” he whispered as he got stuck on his wheel not knowing the step to take……

If it was, it had worked spectacularly, because the two had an awkward little hug, something that they never did, and then Luke was gone again. It took Steven a minute to think it through, to wrap his head around it just being said and done. If Steven didn't know any better, he’d think that the universe was fucking with him. Either way, it didn't feel like it could go too much longer. Whatever was going to happen, Steven just wanted that ill feeling to leave him. He wasn't used to it, and he didn't like it at all.

" 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.