Steven Universe Pictures Mga Nobela at Kwento

'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!"

I watched him walk toward us with a black canvas hand bag slung over his left shoulder and a suitcase in his other hand. Physically, Steven was a genetic aberration: he stood one meter ninety-two of pure lean muscle, with shoulders so broad they made the terminal hallway look narrow. His dark blonde hair was cut close on the sides, leaving a textured upper section, and his eyes, a deep bottle green, shone with a lucidity that bordered on arrogance. He had a square jaw, marked by a perfectly trimmed three-day beard, and sharp, gray eyes that contrasted with his dark hair, which was messily tossed in a careless way. But the most goddamn maddening thing wasn't his typical stupid athlete's body

* * * As soon as Steven walked into the huge mansion the first thing he did was take a cold shower to cool down his mind, as he sat on his bed and scrolled through his I*******m his eyes landed on a cute picture of Lunette in a thick wool sweatshirt with her hair tied up in a bun as if she was bieng casual, still she looked cute and dashing and Steven could not stop smiling as he stared at her picture as if it was some exquisite painting. As he was still staring at her picture there was a loud knock on his door, he wondered who it was as he walked towards the door and opened it only to see a cozy looking Lunette standing in front of his door with a bottle of wine and two glass cups in her ha

Steven shook his head and replied with tears "I don't want to go home, they hate me, they call me a demon, they always think I am a cursed child." His emotional outburst rendered Jack Rich speechless, Pascal sprung to his feet and teleported away from Jack Rich's office. Noah began to panic "well, I don't think my presence here will add any meaning, as I earlier said, I don't like boys with the name Steven, adieu" Marcus snapped his fingers and disappeared, leaving the three people all alone, a fanatical facial expression appeared on Steven's face. "Wow, wow! They can disappear. I love that! Hahaha!" he said excitedly, and laughed.

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.

CHAPTER 203 ~3RD PERSON'S POV~ Lunaris walked around Steven's office, inspecting his collection of books and the large map he had on his wall. She passed her fingers over a few portraits of Steven’s relatives hanging beside the map and slowly moved them over the map. Her eyes filled with wonder as she stared at the large landscapes and faraway places, scaled down into small, hand-drawn representations. Her fingers suddenly stopped at a point along a mountain range. “This place... where is this place?” Lunaris asked with a skeptical look on her face.

After a while I saw a bunch of people inside Steven's unit, they are holding guns and in front of them is Alton looking at me with his eyes filled with fear and worry. I smiled when I saw him and a sigh of relief escaped from my lips. Tears fell from my eyes once again not because of fear but because of relief because he is already here, I am safe now. "Stop! Don’t move! Drop the weapon! Put your hands up! Put your hands behind your back!" the officers commanded but Steven simply laugh at them. He looked at them without any hint of fear in his eyes. "Just shut up!" he shouted once again completely losing his sanity.

I tell him. “I told him to send me everything that they had.” He says and then he opens the folder in his hand and then he starts bringing out pictures and spreading them on the table. All pictures of different body parts. “What am I looking at here Steven?” I ask him. “Just wait.” He says as he continues spreading the pictures on the table. “Ok, now that you're done can you tell me what I'm looking at because all I sew are mutilated body parts but whoever put them together did an excellent job.” I tell him.

Troy was about to ask why steven is quite, and I don't have the answer so I avoided the question. Cody- I think we should get some rest while we can. They all agreed and got up and left. I went to get something to eat and when I got back steven was not in our room, went out looking for him till I decided to link him since that's how he seem to want to communicate. He told me he was in the forest, I was surprised given we are not safe but I went to find him standing at the cliff. His eyes blue like the deep ocean, hands shaking and teeth along with claws extended.

I motioned for her to look, and as soon as her gaze rested on the scene before us, she gasped. Steven moved slightly but did not wake. His arm remained draped over Luna, who was still fast sleeping, wrapped in what appeared to be his clothes. "This is gold," Freya exclaimed enthusiastically. "Freja, take a picture." We can't pass up this opportunity. Without hesitation, I pulled out my phone and snapped a few shots. The camera’s click must have been too loud, or maybe Steven’s senses were just too sharp, because his eyes fluttered open. "What... What are you two doing?" he asked groggily, his deep voice still thick with sleep.