Steven Universe Sky Novels & Stories

"You destroyed everything I had. Now I’m going to take everything you possess." "I... can’t... breathe..." Asher managed to gasp, panic rising in his chest as he struggled against Tyler’s grip. Tyler finally released him, taking a step back. "I’ll start by taking the girl you love, bending her to my will. Then I’ll take your team....", Tyler paused "....he thinks you're his legacy. I’m going to tear everything he has worked hard for, starting with you," Tyler declared, his voice cold and filled with a fierce determination.

I took a deep breath and said flatly, "Fine. Then, hear this—whatever happens to Fraser Networks from now on has nothing to do with me." "Get lost! Don't you dare curse my company. And don't bother showing up again!" Julian sneered, still mocking me. "Who the hell do you think you are, to decide the fate of my company? What a joke." I gave a cold little smile, thinking, 'I hope you still find it funny later.' … Just then, a long black luxury car pulled up in front of the building. The door opened, and a silver-haired old man stepped out with the help of his aides, his voice booming with fury. "Who's kicking Skye out of the company?!"

If it was, it had worked spectacularly, because the two had an awkward little hug, something that they never did, and then Luke was gone again. It took Steven a minute to think it through, to wrap his head around it just being said and done. If Steven didn't know any better, he’d think that the universe was fucking with him. Either way, it didn't feel like it could go too much longer. Whatever was going to happen, Steven just wanted that ill feeling to leave him. He wasn't used to it, and he didn't like it at all.

I cut straight to it. “Negative. All quiet. Perimeter’s secure. Why? What’s going on, Luna?” “Fuck…” I pressed my free hand to my mouth, my throat closing up. “Jane, you’re not gonna believe this.” “Luna? What happened? Are you safe? Where are you? I’m pulling a squad to your coordinates—” “No. Stand down. I’m at the mansion.” My voice cracked, barely holding together. “Jane… Steven’s dead.” "Dead? Luna, that’s impossible. He was on the east ridge at 0400. I’ll lock down the perimeter and—"

With Terminus, Axion intends to finish the fight for good. Look to the sky. They will come for you. Hide. -Centrepoint Just below the message was a photo that I recognized instantly. Although lacking the wear and tear of its real-life counterpart, the photo displayed on-screen was unmistakably the same blueprint I had recovered from Stalnoy.

Every instinct screams at me to turn back to the safety of the bridge. The canopies of the remaining pods suddenly open, exposing my companions still in hibernation, utterly unaware of the impending danger. The monitors have either malfunctioned, or this is a safety device. I force myself not to panic as my breathing becomes labored from the lack of oxygen. I have almost reached Beth. She stares up at me, and I can see relief in her eyes. There is no time to consider the consequences. I rip out her tubes and remove the restraints. Globular clusters of blood and fluid float upward to the widening fracture and disappear. Beth stretches out a hand, “Skye, help me,” she whispers.

" Despite the fact that Steven is no longer himself, his friends continue to attempt to restore him to his former self. Steven did not say anything in response to what one of his guys remarked. He folds his hands, looks out the window, and shakes his head incessantly. 'I'm at a loss on what to do. 'Please assist me.' He asked himself why he was staring at the sky. Hopefully, he realised that his friend is observing him and that this is where he might need his friend's assistance. Steven has never felt more perplexed than he does right now. The thought running through his mind was too much for him to take, and the people wanted him to get rid of Helen. He immediately summoned the second in co

Sky Wilson is the NHL’s unbreakable “Ice Wall”—the goalie who never cracks, never fails, and never lets anyone see behind the mask. Until a public panic attack during a championship game shatters his reputation and puts his starting position at risk. Forced into mandatory therapy with the team’s brilliant new sports psychologist, Dr. Amira Frank, Sky expects another person trying to fix him. He doesn’t expect the only woman who sees the man behind the Wall… and refuses to look away. As the playoffs approach and someone inside the organization leaks his private struggles, Sky must decide how much he’s willing to risk to save his career—and whether the one person who can help him is the on

They may not like me, but at least when they're near, other students can't kill me. Ahead of me, Rowan, Seyla, and Lyra, all link arms as they giggle in excitement. I slow my pace slightly to keep a distance. I don't want my sour mood to bring down theirs. I glance up at the night sky, and I gasp. I stop walking altogether as I take in the millions of stars lighting the sky. I almost forgot how beautiful the night sky is.

“You’re the prey tonight.” Steven smirked. “Five against one? That’s not even a challenge.” The men raised their weapons, aiming at him. “You won’t be laughing for long,” one of them sneered. Steven’s eyes glowed with an icy blue light, and a chilling grin spread across his face. “I’ll make you regret those words. Let’s dance.” Then he turned to me, his expression fierce. “Run, Luna. Now.” I didn’t wait for another warning. I turned and ran, the sound of his laughter echoing behind me.