Steven Universe Pic Novels & Stories

His hands were above his head to help with his panting. Steve is a brunette with green-brown eyes. The color of old mud with yellowish green algae growing on it. He is a bit taller than Aeon, though a lot thinner in frame. A thin splatter of freckles dotted across his tanned face, making him look younger than he is. Permanent baby face syndrome. Something the Partials hadn’t noticed before was a necklace with a silver colored ring on it. “We both do. Same question, we’re both just curious about it.” Elexa spoke up too, nodding her head in agreement.

Later that afternoon, Antonia found a quiet, isolated alcove in the university library to review her notes. The vast room was silent, filled only with the faint scent of old paper and the soft rustle of pages. But the peaceful atmosphere shattered when a tall shadow fell across her desk. She looked up to find Tristan standing over her. He didn’t have his usual bright, approachable smile anymore. Instead, his jaw was clenched, and his eyes carried an aggressive, frustrated intensity as he leaned over her table, cornering her against the bookshelf.

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.

"Because Mommy is prettier than me. Am I right, Daddy?" Steven nodded at the child with a smile, and what was on his mind was the real mother of her. He completely forgot to ask his daughter who told her that she didn't look like Danica. In the office, Danica went crazy again in anger when she found out Steven had left. She then received a message from her assistant. "Ma'am, look at the spreading picture of Sir Steven." Danica quickly opened a website that often spreads trending news about famous people. Her eyes widened when she saw the picture of Steven with the woman who looked like an old friend.

Grayson, Faye and Steven entered the living room. Steven was so handsome! He had dark red hair and kind amber eyes. His smile was insane and there were freckles littered all over his face. I liked him already! “Wow, you are just as beautiful as Faye said you were,” Steven shook my hand. “I’m so happy to meet you.” “You too Steven, thank you for coming!” I giggled. “Oh I’ve only imagined meeting Grayson like this a million times. Faye and I both have.”

"What do you know? How am I going to make something happen between us if I don't see him more often? Do you really want me to stay single till the day I die?" Stella rolled her eyes. "Didn't you add his number on WhatsApp?" "Oh, yeah!" Felicity patted her own head. "How did I forget about that?" She took her phone out as she spoke. Dr. Steven had saved her number too, and his profile picture was his own face but with casual clothes on. That picture was taken in a gym. The doctor wore a tank top, and he was lifting his shirt up to get a shot of his abs. Felicity's eyes sparkled. "He's packing!"

That afternoon, Bianca's urgency to find a delicious bite for her children drove her into an unusual rush. Without paying much attention, she bumped into a figure, and her purchases flew into the air. She looked up, ready to apologize, and her breath caught in her throat. Standing in front of her with a curious look was Steven—unmistakable, yet transformed. She hadn't seen him in years. Stubble gave him a mature air, a seriousness that only time can carve.

Bob said and they looked at each other with the same confusion. What they saw was very surprising, because they had never seen Steven like that with blood on his mouth. Steven was known to be very cruel and dangerous but he never dirty his body with the blood of his enemies. That's why he has a lot of henchmen to do those dirty things for him. To be continued…

The young male smiles at me and bows his head as he says, “Good afternoon, Luna.” At his words, his friends all stop and look at me. I smile and say, “Good afternoon, Steven. Please don’t stop your silliness on my account…” Steven has a blush work its way up his neck and onto his cheeks before he then turns and growls at his friend, who then starts teasing him, returning the fun to the atmosphere around them. I turn back around and step up to the counter. I order a late lunch for everyone and then walk back outside to join the others at the tables.

'He has Steven?' Eleanor was shocked for a moment. Her eyes were vigilant, but she did not believe him. 'But… Didn't the group of people in black said they have Steven?' "Have a look at this." Tony took out a picture from his pocket neatly and showed it to Eleanor. The picture was taken secretly before Steven was captured a few days ago. Eleanor sobbed suddenly. Her fear was reduced. She immediately sat on the ground and burst into tears. She clutched the picture as she cried, "Steven! Steven!"