Steven Universe Strawberry Fields Novels & Stories

"Again you are calling me Mr. I have to give you a heavy punishment this time. " he started to follow me to catch me. I started to run away from him. While I was running I looked at the flowers which were planted. it looked so lovely. I saw a palace in the center of the flower field. what a beautiful view. I stopped to admire the beauty of the place. I was caught by Steven. " I got you. " he cried excitedly. " you know who owns this place ? " with my sparking eye I asked him. " It is my place. why? "

It was strange, but he said goodbye to his friends and came up to me. "Yeah?" He asked, stopping by my cans with paint. "Um, I thought that... you might want to meet someone," I lied, but it seemed to work, "This is Thomas Black. You know him, right?" "Oh, yeah! How are things, man?" Steven asked and held out his hand to shake Thomas's hand. "I'm Steven." "Nice to meet you." The famous boy answered, with a frown and a sudden change in tone, laced with a hint of contempt.

I said. Steven picked his phone, trying to access the chip. He scrolled through his phone for a while and his plain look soon began to burn into confusion. I stared at him with a raised brow, constantly calming myself with sips from my beverage cup, which was almost running out. “I can't seem to pick any signal, Brian,” Steven said, after about ten minutes of silence and display of confusion. I gulped in the last of my beverage and dropped the mug, hard, on the table.

Steven was worried because his sister was a very terrible drinker, she rarely drinks and only does so when she is in pain or is upset about something, just a few gulps of alcohol will make her soo dizzy to the pint of fainting. He quickly check his contact list for the contact of Crimson's only friend and also her band mate Lunette, he dailed her line and she picked up after a while but then she told him she was currently in south Korea filming her latest tv series. Left with not other option he quickly dailed his friend's line and after a few rings the phone was picked up by the person on the other line. "What are you up to bro?' Steven asked. "Why? It's late now and i'm about to attend a d

I asked. "No, I roam around the mansion until he comes out again, which in this case won't be until your job is done,” she replied. I nodded in response, turned around, and walked through the gates, my head facing the ground. Immediately after I stepped through, I walked over to some bushes and stood behind them, waiting to see what would happen next. After waiting for a few moments, I saw Steven levitate into the mansion; his entire body was still stiff, but he was enveloped in a bright green aura. As soon as he crossed the boundary between the outside world and inside the mansion, he fell to the ground, his eyes shut.

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.

They named it after me and I'm just so proud that the coffee shop sounds like mine. Grabdma Fuchsia and Grandpa Martes lives at the third floor of that shop during business days and closes the shop every summer. People at the Rue City were Strawberry's Coffee Shop is located turns into a sad community every time summer hits the year because Grandma closes the shop to held a general cleaning and annual renovation.

Chapter 165 : The Sweat Feelings Pyra’s POV: I approached the gym, wanting to work out. The air was crisp, and the sky was painted in hues of pink and orange. As I stepped into the gym, the familiar scent of rubber mats, metal weights, and the faint trace of sweat hit me and my eyes locked on a figure seated on the floor. Steven turned towards the door, his eyes locked on mine as he put away his phone. I frowned. Who was Steven talking to by this time? And who does he know to communicate with seeing that he was completely alone since he came to the pack?

"These straws decide life and death. The short straw represents the younger son. The long straw represents the older son. If one breaks, it means that soul has been destroyed." Now the long straw that represented me had broken. Amanda quickly picked it up. Her hands were shaking. She looked helplessly at Carla and Mick. "If the straw broke, does that mean Harry's soul..." "That's impossible!" Carla immediately cut her off. Even though fear filled her heart, she desperately tried to comfort herself. "Everything has been fine for all these years. How could something suddenly..." She took a deep breath. But she couldn't finish the sentence. Standing at the doorway, Simon had seen everything. Hi

River POV “Now don’t go thinking this is going to be a regular thing,” I said as I steered the car toward home, the warm smell of fresh pizza filling the air. “I only got you pizza because I’m too tired to make anything for lunch… and you know Stella’s still on leave.” “Yes, yes! Thank you, mummy,” Steven said, flashing me a wide grin that made his dimples pop. “Oh man, I’m so happy it’s the weekend. I get to train with Uncle Jay tomorrow.”