Steven Universe Onyx Novels & Stories

Salvatore barely made it to the entrance before strong arms seized him from behind. "No—please, no—" he cried out, struggling, but it was useless. They slammed him onto the ground and dragged him toward Steven. Dust clung to his knees as he was forced to kneel, trembling, his breathing labored. He should’ve stood tall. Fought back. That was what a Conti did. But there was no honor to salvage—not when his men lay dead, not when Alessandro’s loyal beasts were nowhere in sight. And Steven—he was unlike anyone Salvatore had dealt with. There was a coldness about him, not rage, just steady control that made him more terrifying.

There should be punishment to be done with him as he took the life of an Alpha's Luna. “Let me handle this beta, Luna Emerald. I will just charge him for my mate's death,” Raven uttered, making me nod my head in response. After Raven said those words, he stepped forward at Steven's direction. “What will you do, Raven? Do you think you can hurt me now?” Steven asked, his reaction filled with arrogance, as if he's sure that no one can touch him. He has no idea that his Alpha has started to give up on us. I know he won't do anything to fight against the Alpha King, who he had debt to.

, the Omega snapped, "I have name, Kevin." Sirius' lips immediately played a smile when he realized the Omega was using the wrong name and heard the Alpha growl lowly, "June Weng, don't test me." Sirius' smile widen, so the Omega's name was June Weng. No matter how much he wanted to pry in and save the little Omega, Sirius wanted to see what the Omega would do and continued to observe.

Orion's gaze snapped up, cold and sharp as steel. "I admit my judgment is often clouded when it comes to her," he said, his tone measured but dangerous, "but let me be clear, Seth, Reylin is your Luna. She's not just any human. You'd do well to remember that." Seth's throat bobbed. "My apologies, Alpha," he murmured, bowing his head quickly. Orion stood, the throne's shadow falling long and dark behind him. "And for the record," he added, voice deepening into a growl, "I'm not going there for her alone. It's about time we put an end to this war."

Olivia shrugs. “WHat if it is a feeling of rightness, and they have been expecting tingles to tell them it is right?” I ask and Olivia’s eyes go wide. “You might be on to something! But you are also their mate then, because they shouldn’t be attracted to anyone who isn’t their mate,” Olivia replies. “I…what?” I gasp. “I don’t have a wolf!” “Don’t be so sure. Your mother was an Alpha. Your uncle is an Alpha and our father is a Delta. You are stronger than a human even if you don’t notice how strong you are. Something is going on with you that makes you unique,” Olivia says with a shrug.

That alone was an answer. Her chest collapsed. The hooded man smiled like a predator. “See? Even your beloved Alpha can’t outrun blood. He is ours, Luna. He was shaped by us, long before you ever touched him. And now—” He gestured lazily to the chains biting Nicole’s wrists. “Now he returns to where he belongs.” Something inside Brian snapped. He lunged, faster than any of the soldiers could react. His fist connected with the hooded man’s jaw, sending him sprawling into the dirt. The camp erupted in chaos.

“My apologies for my wrong assumption. I had studied these creatures, and this is a strange occurrence.” “It’s not about what you studied, Alpha Maverick,” Pyra, who had been silent for a little while now, finally spoke. “None of us understand the paradoxical actions of these creatures, and that’s why we need to act fast.” She turned to Steven, “So what do you seek from me, Alpha Steven?” The man, Steven, was silent before he spoke. “I seek aid. I have nowhere else to go, no living family anymore, no relatives. I need a place to stay, so I can escape the trauma and dangers those weird wolves pose.”

I wish I was worth her glare. Jeez! What am I saying.. The man cleared his throat. He must have been lectured thoroughly by Echo West before coming here because every now and then, he glanced at her for permission to speak. “I am Steven. It’s nice to meet you all,” He simply said with a smile. Nobody responded. Even Athena returned to her phone. “We know who you are Steven,” Oh, that must be why he wasn’t acknowledged. The mood here was thick and Dad looked to be dozing off.

At the same time, in the Dickman Villa, Yvonne looked at Steven and said caringly, "Steven, how have things been lately? I've been too busy to spend time with you." "Things are good." Steven was taken aback. Every time Yvonne used that charming tone, bad things were looming on the horizon. Little did he know that his gut instincts were right and that the bad thing about to happen would lay a claim on his life. "You're probably still upset over Jenny, aren't you?" Yvonne knew her useless brother very well. That was why she already had a plan. At the mention of Jenny, Steven's face turned dark. He gnashed his teeth in hatred but was afraid to say it in front of Yvonne. He shook his head. "I've

What set him apart from Nickson was his slightly softer aura and golden blonde hair color. "Hi. Steven Darragh. You can call me Steve." “Blakely Stander. Pleased to meet you." Blakely couldn't possibly refuse Steven's hand when he asked her to shake his hand. They then exchanged smiles and gazes that made the people in the place cheer up, except for Nickson. The look in his eyes conveyed annoyance that his damn cousin always took the opportunity to seduce a beautiful woman who lived up to his standards. And they have always liked to compete.