Steven Universe Lemon Novels & Stories

His phone vibrated again. Stevie: Calm down, will you? Stevie: I don't want you choking and spilling your drinks. What was going on? Liam raised his head to meet Steve's gaze. He flashed him a wink then continued talking to his friends. Liam: What is going on? His reply was immediate. Stevie: What do you mean? Liam: Firstly, can you please stop staring at me? Liam: You're being weird. Stevie: I can't help it

He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "I'm fine," I replied. How did I go about explaining that his people seemed to hate me? We got to the end of the small settlement, where a large house stood. Alexander suddenly grabbed my waist and set me down from the horse gently, then he followed suit and came down. "Welcome to the Moon Stone pack." Alexander murmured, his eyes on me, and I forced a smile. I certainly didn't feel welcome.

Steven frowned. “Yeah, I want to know, Stev,” Zach asked. “What’s life like for you over there?” Zach asked again. Steven fell silent for a moment, as if considering how much he wanted to reveal. “I’m not as great as General Lee,” he said finally. “And my life isn’t as luxurious as you imagine.” Zach clicked his tongue. “Come on. Don’t be so modest. I know you’re no ordinary person.” Steven gave a faint smile, “Alright. I’m just General Lee’s assistant in the business world.”

The momentary relief Leon had felt vanished, replaced by a fresh wave of dread. "What... what do you want?" Steven let out a cold, sharp laugh. "Strip. Everything off." Leon’s eyes widened. "What the hell are you doing?" Steven didn't waste words. He pressed the blade against Leon’s throat. "Strip or die. Choose." "You wouldn't dare," Leon sneered, trying to call his bluff. “Steven Miller, you don't have the guts." A silver flash cut through the air. The dagger buried itself deep into Leon's thigh.

My brother stretched out his hand to me and said, “let me introduce you to some really close friends of ours. I couldn’t help but sneak a peek at Jaxon as I made my way to my brother. “Baby girl meet one of my best friends Jaxon Cross, alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack, and his beta Gabriel, and his gamma Leonardo. Gentlemen meet the price jewel of the underworld, and the queen of the werewolves, my sister Artemis, or as the elders like to call her the ultimate Luna.” “Wait hold on… YOUR sister is the Luna of all Lunas?” asked Gabriel. “That’s one hell of an introduction,” I say rolling my eyes. “Nice to meet you,” I say while shaking hands with Leonardo.

Prince Javier told me. "Could you perhaps elaborate on what you mean, Prince Javier?" I asked. "I, Javier Jacques, the future Alpha of the Bloodlust Pack, have rejected you as my Luna!"

In Lorensius' case, it didn't count because Jasmine didn't consider him a guest. Steven pulled Jasmine to face him. He smiled faintly and started kissing Jasmine's forehead, so gently and respectfully. Jasmine's breath began to catch when Steven kissed her eyelids. Jasmine trembled to feel Steven's warm breath caressing her skin. The man lowered his kiss to the nose, very gently Steven went down Jasmine's nose and arrived at her lips.

I pulled up the loaded syringe filled with the man's blood and released a little of it into the bottle of reagent. “This is Selene’s Reagent. I named it myself. It reveals all there is about a werewolf or Lycan's blood.” The liquid in the little bottle, which I held between my fingers, went from a colourless colour to a deep red at first, and then to a sickly, muddy brown.

The sour-sweet taste soothed the thirst in my throat, I licked my lips wanting more. “What is this called?” I asked Shawn, who now occupied the empty seat close to mine. “That is champagne, Luna,” he responds, having his drink from a can, which, I believed, was beer. “Wow, champagne! So this is what it tastes like.” I beamed excitedly, The color of his face changed in that instance after hearing my remark, sweat appeared on his forehead as he stared wide-eyed at me. “You have not tasted champagne before?” he asks, scared to hear my reply. His actions confused me,

I looked at Steve’s face—before looking back at her. “Sweetheart, do you want to know a secret? Do you know who he really is?” I whispered loudly into Luna’s ear, making sure Steve could hear every word. “He’s actually Hulk.” Luna’s face lit up, and she burst out laughing. She pointed her tiny finger at his thick arms and the way his muscles stretched out that grey tee. “Yes! He has muscles like him!” she giggled, her voice ringing across the balcony. “Uncle Hulk! Uncle Hulk!”