Novel & Cerita Steven Universe Onyx

"No Steve! You can have her because I've managed everything. She's going to get away from my Nick and then she won't have anyone to fuck her. At that time, she will come to you. You can accept that offer and fulfil your fantasies! Don't lose hope, man!" Ew! I disgust her even more now. She is the ugliest woman I have ever seen in my entire life. How could she say that? Is she a woman or not? "You're crazy! After this beating, I-I don't think I can do it. It's like it's my lesson and if I don't learn, I'll die next time." Steven has learnt something. He will surely die next time if he tries to molest my mate once again. "So I'm not going to help you after that. I'm even going to take my accus

All of us, Kalix and Shayla included, turned to see every one of Gideon’s warriors on their knees, fists clasped over their chests. They weren’t looking at Nox and me. No, they were looking at Shayla. “You—” Kalix rasped, “You’re Luna now.” Shayla blanched, her fingers curling into fists as she shook her head. “I don’t want to be Luna.” Her eyes snapped up to us, scouring our faces until they drifted over to Natasha. “What do I do?” The expression on the oracle’s face was nothing short of peaceful. “You already know.”

Draven who was now looking properly at me for the first time. He stared as our eyes met and I could swear there were a hundred questions in his eyes. Are you okay? Is this okay? Are you hurt anywhere? What happened to you? The relief that flooded me was instant, but I had a few questions of my own too. The silent question on my brows hung between us until he started to explain. “This is Noah. He’s the Alpha King in charge of Europe.” I nodded calmly even as unease tightened its grip around my stomach and sank its claws deeply into me. The fact that he was even real had overshadowed the surprise I should have felt at finding out his position.

“The omega you despised all your life is your only heir. And she defeated you.” Steve shifts back to his human form, blood trickling from his neck. He tries to stop the bleeding, but it bubbles out uncontrollably. His eyes bulge in defiance as he croaks, “Never... can... happen.” His words are garbled from his broken throat. He tries to say more, but Flash bites down, ending his life.

"I'm your granddaughter! You clearly knew how dangerous he could be, yet you still forced me to marry him? "Do you really think that little of me?" Seeing her twisted expression, Steven seemed to age ten years in an instant. After a long silence, he finally spoke. "You'll regret this." There was a pause between each word. His eyes carried a sense of pain. "How could I ever regret killing a monster?" Jessica screamed hysterically. Steven pointed at me on the ground. "His name is Christopher. He used to be the ace of the Special Forces. Now he's part of my Classified Unit."

He asked as he sat back, waiting for me to answer him. I took a seat in front of the desk. "Well, I have a business proposition for you, but I don't do anything with people I don't know." "Really?" He eyed me for quite a long time before he spoke again. "The name is Steven... Steven Black and as of a week ago I took charge in the absence of the Rogue King." He smirked as he leaned forward on his desk. "Now that you know who I am, who are you, and what do you want?"

he said with a glare, daring any of them to try and kick him out. "You are Steven mate, aren't you?" Jordon asked, recognizing his name. He smiled, patting the guy on his shoulder when he stared at him wide-eyed. "Steve is a friend. There are no judgments here, Chris, we know a lot of mixed blood who have found a mate in the authority" he said.

Admiration tugged at her heart, but she quickly pushed it aside when a young man made his way over to her. It was none other than Steven, King Greg’s cousin. Tall with wavy black hair and smouldering blue eyes, he had a smile that was both charming and menacing. “Why hello there,” he said huskily as he reached out for Lyra’s hand. “Hey there,” Steven said, his voice smooth. “I’m Steven. You must be Lyra.” Lyra nodded and smiled politely. “Yes, that’s me. Nice to meet you.” Steven’s eyes swept over her, and he smirked. “So, you’re the new wolf in the pack. Interesting.”

Steven just nodded, as if he already knew but wanted to hear it out loud. The elders started calling him “Old Soul.” He remembered everything. Words he overheard weeks earlier. Names of long-dead wolves he read about in scrolls. Sometimes, he used words I didn’t even know. I should have been concerned. But I wasn’t. I was proud. That night, I found my father and Steven beneath the old oak at our backyard. The stars were out. Steven was leaning against Tyson’s arm, small and still, staring up at the sky. “He’s going to be more than you imagined,” Tyson said without looking at me.

he looked at me. "What?" What exactly does he mean by that "You're strong..." "Maxine" "Maxine you're a strong girl and I know deep in my heart that you can defeat him" he smiled . "Thanks a lot sir" "Call me Steven" "Thanks a lot Steven but the problem is he has outside help he has a witch who uses black magic and I'm sure he's going to try and take my power" I said. "A witch... This Lorenzo is definitely powerful " I nodded in agreement.