Steven Universe My Hero Academia Mga Nobela at Kwento

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……

Antonia hadn't just built a new life; she had genuinely, irreversibly crossed the bridge to the other side of their inverse universe. Across the room, Monica sat rigidly to Antonia's right, a suffocating layer of guilt breaking out across her arms. She could see Portia’s eyes subtly widening in silent, agonizing heartbreak as the realization set in: Antonia had officially stopped looking for her. The campus queen was drowning in the unhealed trauma of a betrayal that had never happened, while the woman who still owned her heart was ruthlessly debating corporate percentages, completely unmoved by her existence. The relentless scratch of Portia’s sleek fountain pen against the thick, executive

“Wha-what do you mean by that?” “Do you not realize why Steven treats you differently than other couples? He harbors hatred towards you, which overrides any love he may have for you. This is because he associates your existence with the death of his parents, as you were connected to Mateo. Steven has a vendetta against both you and Mateo, and he is determined to make you both pay for his loss. In his mind, this is the only way he can exact his revenge.”

A small smile emerged on his face as he said, “I’m Damien, welcome to your new home.” I nodded, "I’m Elena and thankyou.” The smile didn’t vanish away and he turned towards the boys telling them to introduce themselves. The hazel eyed boy looked at me with those dark eyes, "Lucifer, 20.” The next one had blond hair and green eyes, “Stephan, 19.” They weren’t fond of introductions. Next one had tattoos all over his skin that made him look scary, his deep blue eyes held immense hatred and the darkness around him told me to stay away. “Elias, 18.”

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.

The students continued which gained a cheer from the group. The student in question was Steven, the Team Captain of the Academy's Baseball Team where Jeric and James played. Steven was one of the rich kids in this school living in the Special Dormitory, though he was only living in the simple room, the fact that he was in the Special type means he's richer than Kenny. One of the reason why Gale knew that Steven was not an ordinary rich kid was because of the fact that he was the one who pulled the strings making him one of the Academy Janitors from being a student assistant at the Academy Library.

“It was the Scarlett Witch.” Steven stilled as soon as he heard this taboo name. “Why did she come to you?” Steven feigned composure. His eyes became sharp and his breath became icy. “She wanted my help.” The former Alpha shuddered at the unconscious pressure Steven was releasing. “For what?” Steven tried to stop his pressure from leaking out. “In finding someone.” The former Alpha spoke with difficulty. “Be. More. Specific!” Steven clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. He was trying his best to restrain his pressure. But the taboo name was like a switch making him feel bloodthirst.

I couldn’t stop staring, even though I knew it was obvious. “Lucy,” Blake said, his voice low but carrying across the small group. “This is some of the crew.” They nodded, murmured hellos, and I forced a polite, shaky smile. Some were tall, broad, faces marked with tattoos and scars; others looked younger, eager, testing. I could feel their curiosity like heat pressing down on me, and I tensed. One man, a tall guy with a neatly trimmed beard and arms like tree trunks, stepped forward. “Heard about you from Blake. Didn’t expect him to bring someone out here.”

My forehead furrowed as I looked around, and found Steven. “Steven,” I murmured, while looking at him in a serious expression. “How's everything?” Steven smiled, his arms crossed, while looking at me. Steven Alberts is my gamma. The second in command in my team. Aside from being my gamma, he's also my best friend. The one who stayed with me, until I became an Alpha. “You didn't answer me yet, Maximus,” Steven replied. I shook my head, while walking back to the exclusive cabin I had in the field. Steven followed me from behind, until I arrived at my destination.

He probes further, and I give him the same answer. “Yes.” “Then I guess there’s nothing to worry about, but I must warn you if we find out you lied in this meeting about your powers then no one can save you from the fate ahead, Luna Andrea.” I flinched when his eyes changed colors from red to blue, then golden before going back to his original color brown. “Is that a threat, Steven?” Dante asked, but Steven just shrugged. “That’s the end of the meeting.” Elder Steven said, and a growl of disapproval came from Dave and his cohort.