Steven X Amethyst Novels & Stories

I shook my head and simply glanced at Steven, looked around and looked for what Zellor was saying that he and Gabriel looked alike. Steven has deep set of brown eyes, aristocratic nose which he inherited from Papa, sharp and chiseled jawline covered with stubbles and naturally red lips suited for a perfect gentleman. Actually, he has all the hard features, fit body, muscles and all, except for his eyes which are the only gentle part of his body and the one I like the most.

He glanced at Vanessa again and then something like a light bulb went up in his head and he found himself smiling at his friend. “It’s not funny, Sean,” Steven growled. “I know, I know,” he said and tapped him on the shoulder, “calm down brother, she would be fine and let me handle Natasha for you.” While walking away, he added, “who would have thought you would find her tonight of all night and in my pack,” he chuckled. Steven frowned at what he said and he was prepared to refute but he found himself turning and walking back to the girl. He squatted beside her once more and held her bleeding hand. “Why aren’t you healing?”

Sebestian fought the urge to roll her eyes at his best friend dramatics. "Ah. Sebestian, great to meet you," Steaven said, a grin on the lips. "Alex really is your kid. He's actually more your twin than Ethan is." Every time Steaven opened his mouth, the angrier Sebestian got. Amelia probably caught Sebestian's anger before it became evident, and she stepped in between the men. "Steaven is my very good friend of me. He is even Adira mate, they told me late but yea."

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.”

I stared out over the city lights, sipping the wine slowly, feeling the tension begin to drain from my shoulders. Until I heard her voice. "Well, I really underestimated you." It was sharp. Coated in sugar, but rotten underneath. I turned. There she was—Emma. Wearing a tight, satin dress that looked straight off a runway and enough jewelry to weigh her down. I recognized the necklace. The earrings. The bracelet. Steven's money, obviously. My money, if we were being honest. And speaking of the devil—he was right behind her. Steven. He didn't say anything. Just stared at me with that familiar expression. Cold. Tense. Jaw tight. A man used to control, and not at all pleased that he was losing i

He stirred the mixture slowly while muttering ancient words under his breath. Then he took the black stone, pressed it to his forehead, and closed his eyes. “Give me her full name,” Stooper said softly. “Gabriella Hawkins ” Steve replied without hesitation. “And the one she’s bonded to?” Stooper asked. “Simon,” Steve said, and his jaw tightened just from saying the name.

So familiar, but exotic in a way I couldn't even begin to explain. I just stood, staring out the door like an absolute idiot, taking in the God at my doorstep. I couldn't take my eyes off his own. A deep-set swirling violet tinted with the darkest ebony black was confined to the irises of his eyes. It almost trapped me, like hands made from the illusory magic that seemed to pull me in.

We weren't here to enjoy all of those things, but it didn't hurt to unwind every once in a while. "Here! I'm starving!" Amethyst announced from the door, stretching her arms out above her head. A brief flash of Amelia's body above mine sent blood down to my cunt. Shaking off, I smiled at Amethyst. Her name came from her eye colour. A beautiful deep purple. She had Alexandrian disease. A gem amongst the wolves. With pale white skin and light blonde hair, the girl could have been a model. Although her petite frame would have hindered her somewhat. Twila, Fable, Reverie and Claire followed close behind her. They were all coated in a light sheen of sweat. Red blotches ran up the sides of Reverie

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

My breath caught. With trembling hands, he opened it. Inside rested a beautiful ring. The large gemstone caught the last rays of the setting sun, scattering brilliant flashes of light in every direction. The sight left me speechless, my hands flew to my mouth. Theo smiled nervously then he began to speak.