Steven Universe Official Artwork Novels & Stories

As such, Rowena and Kayson waited in the office. Steven continued to please and flatter them, appearing as if he had turned a new leaf. He kept pouring them tea with respect as if he was worried about rubbing Kayson the wrong way. 20 minutes later… A man with a portly figure stormed in. He was wearing glasses, and his face was grim. “Uncle Arthur!” Steven hurriedly ran up to him. A hint of resentment crossed his eyes as he darted a hateful gaze at Kayson.

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.

But unlike Steven’s, where his tattoo has a white line of string flowing down to coil three times around his wrist before moving up to connect with the rotating white ball on the inside of his palm, hers has a string flowing down to coil three times around her wrist before moving up to connect with 2 white waves on the inside of her palm. “But I thought subs couldn’t control the main element and I’ve seen Dana try to drown Steven with her powers?” Remembering that morning still puts a smile on my face, in my brief time living with the two of them it was a little amusing to see how childish they tend to get when they’re arguing over something.

“Alright alpha” I need to release more of this tension that's building up in my body and trying to mess my head up with Aurelia’s thoughts. Her smile kept chasing my dream, I couldn't close my eyes for a few seconds. “There's no need to call Lauren” Steve matched in, looking all manly with his exposed tattooed arm from his armless top, flexing his muscles like always. He's the most eligible bachelor in the pack, female wolves gush over him aside 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.

Steven sighed as he lowered himself to the boy’s gaze. “Now, Rick. You know how important you are to me, don't you?” Steven asked. Rick shrugged but Steven refused to let him out of his grasp till Rick said “Yeah.” “Well, Uncle Stevie has just had a lot of things happening to him at the same time. I'm almost done wrapping those things up and then we can go to the Planetarium as many times as you want, okay?” “Really truly?” Rick asked, a huge smile forming on his face.

As soon as she finished speaking, the other party exploded, "What Lydia Studio? What's Steven thinking? I gave my orders to Universal Conglomerate's internal designers, and he just handed them out? Return my orders immediately before you ruin my reputation!" "Wright, please don't misunderstand. Our studio is part of Universal Conglomerate, which is why Steven gave us the orders. I heard they were originally intended for us, but for some reason, your company canceled them. I just wanted to know if there was something you were dissatisfied with in our designs. We can make adjustments." "Oh, I remember now. Lydia, that name sounded familiar. Aren't you the murderer from the internet recently? H

Questions came to him like waves, overwhelming his breath, submerging him fully. He was surrounded by unanswered questions and plenty of urgent matters. Amelia and the cub were his utmost priority. Then came Kieth and the mess of the blessed wolf and powerful existence. And at last, was the Scarlett Witch and a bleak possibility of Alpha Drefan. Thinking of the long forgotten name, Steven’s pupils trembled violently. It was this man and his ruthless, unconventional thirst for power that wreaked havoc in their lives.

"You're not worthy at all! You don't deserve Cole's or Finn's love, and you're not worth me wasting a single thought on you! "From the very beginning, I was the one they were supposed to love! You were just my stand-in, a thief who stole what wasn't hers!" In the picture, ten-year-old Cole and Finn stood on either side of a girl standing between them. She was tilting her head and smiling at the camera. The girl wasn't me, but she looked so much like I had back then, with the same bright eyes and dimple at the corner of her mouth. As I held the photograph, my hands started shaking violently.

But unfortunately, this wasn't the time for reckless heroism. "You're bold because you don't know any better," Steven cackled. "No one has dared to speak to me in such an arrogant manner in a very long time. In this case, I see no reason to spare your life. Go to hell!" Steven's gaze turned icy. Gathering his energy, he transformed his divine realm powers into a wind blade. His weapon tore through the air as he launched his attack straight toward Ashton's heart. He intended to use Ashton's death to send a message. After this, no one would defy him ever again. He would become the one and only ruler of Linton Island's criminal underworld!