Steven X Amethyst Novels & Stories

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.

"Alpha Damien , I need you to believe me. Ariel is not to be blamed at all. She is a nice person and I know that you are aware of that, even if you don't want to admit it. She single handedly brought the real golden staff and the book and I just knew that I had to bring them to you." She paused and moved her eyes from Alex to Damien , before she continued speaking. "She loves you so much and you know she does. She doesn't like admitting it, but I know she loves you more than she loves herself. So, here. You should have it." She walked a few steps to where Damien was and she stretched her hands forward to place the golden staff and the book in Damien 's hand. Before accepting it, Damien looke

“I came through you. I don’t belong to you. I belong to nobody.” I surged the mist, tried to pull her deeper, to remind her of what it felt like to be mine. The clearing pulsed with shadows, with the force of memory, of fear, of everything I could make her relive. I was so close. But she moved. Her hand found the glass vase on the altar table, one I hadn’t placed. Not today. PetSmart holding in place the mist that I was controlling. It was the method that I was using to keep it at bay. To keep it controlled under my control.

Hearing this, Steven paused momentarily and sneered, "What could be wrong with me?" After speaking, he lowered his gaze, rubbing his throbbing temples, his face turning iron blue as he walked away. Having known Steven for so many years, Ethan had never seen him like this and felt something was off, but he didn't know what to say. Holding back, he asked somewhat incomprehensibly, "Steven, does it have to be Kimberly?" He barely recognized the person in front of him. Was this still the same proud and arrogant Steven he knew? "Yes!" Steven answered without hesitation.

Xavier: The clink of metal was the only sound in the room as she fastened one of her earrings. Her reflection in the mirror was composed, distant, the same look she’d worn for days now. It was starting to crawl under my skin. She stood before the mirror, her reflection calm but her eyes questioning. She reached for the first one — a delicate filigree chain, threads of woven gold curling into leaf-like patterns, a single opal teardrop hanging in the center. It shimmered faintly, soft and refined, the kind of piece that spoke of grace and tradition.

I could touch it. A tear fell from my eyes as my fingers softly caressed the beautiful intricate of the necklace, unable to keep my emotion in check. “I searched the whole river, diving even to the deepest part yet I couldn’t find your true necklace. That’s why I took your description and went to the best jeweller to replicate it. I hope it looked just the same as the original.” Steven nervously scratched the nape of his neck. “I know this wasn’t what you expected and this is not nearly as important as the original but this necklace would hold even more memories than the other. You just have to combine what truly matters and add me to the memory of course.” He laughed lightly, looking anywhe

Amy says and immediately shuts her eyes while Steve smiles and removes her hair from her back to one side and then makes her wear a beautiful pendant. "Now open your eyes princess..." He says softly in her ears while Amy opens her eyes and touches the pendant on her neck and seeing it she smiles widely and looks towards Steve. "This..." She says while steve nods and she jumps in excitement and hugs him tightly. "Thank you..." "No need..." Steve says. It was a beautiful pendant with beautiful thin designer diamond chain with ASE written on it in diamond on rose pink heart with their 6 pics inside it with their brief story of few moments from so many moments. The pics changes from time to time

His mouth slowly stretched into an ugly smile when he noticed her presence. "Hey, lil plum how are you?" Steven smirked; full of both admiration and lust for the beautiful petite body in a slightly wet uniform shirt and a sexy mini skirt. Such a sweet little plum; she must be Samantha's daughter. "Hello Sir." Sasha respectfully greeted; maintaining a bold face as she cautiously handover the bottle to the man making her feel so uncomfortable. How can he be ogling at her chest like a pervert? Instead of collecting the bottle of water like any decent human being should, Steven's shameless hand travelled up and lightly stroke Sasha's cheeks, forcing her to flinch and quickly dropped the bottle o