Steven X Lapis Novels & Stories

Steven : because I doing everything for you, for your happiness. Zayn : happiness? No... It's all for you, for your company development you using me. Mr. Steven : listen Zayn, you going to marry Lisa soon and that's final. Zayn : no, I'm not going to marry her and that's final.

said Steven, stopping his mother's babbling. The middle-aged woman looked back at Zeline sarcastically. In contrast to Steven, who seemed so enthusiastic when he met Zeline in person. "This is Steven, my best friend, and my assistant." Ricard introduces Steven to Zeline. Zeline accepted Steven's helping hand politely. "And she is Steven’s mom. Her name is Lidya. An owner of a famous clothing brand, Topshop," said Fello. Lidya, observing Zeline's appearance from top to bottom. Zeline looked uncomfortable by that looked.

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.

Well I know that he also works here, he has mentioned that last night, however I did not think that he and Steven would be so close. "How long are you going to keep everyone guessing? You're such a bully." Steven chuckles and I interrupted their sweet talk. "Who is he really?" They looked at me while I wait for an answer, the two of them glanced at each other once more as Steven smiles to me. "This person is Axl Karlo Silas - one of the most big hit producer in the music industry. You probably have heard of him, be it on the radio or television. But seeing that you were not able to recognize him, I guess you had no idea what he looks like." He giggles.

He asked as he sat back, waiting for me to answer him. I took a seat in front of the desk. "Well, I have a business proposition for you, but I don't do anything with people I don't know." "Really?" He eyed me for quite a long time before he spoke again. "The name is Steven... Steven Black and as of a week ago I took charge in the absence of the Rogue King." He smirked as he leaned forward on his desk. "Now that you know who I am, who are you, and what do you want?"

The lady said after Steven was done "Yeah, right" Steven said, trying so hard not to scratch his hair "Once again, I'm sorry" "It's fine. No need for the apologies anymore" The lady said, her hazel eyes meeting Steven's grey ones "I'm Vandana Larson, by the way. Dana for short" The lady said, stretching her hand out for a handshake "Steven Chase" Steven said, taking her hand "Nice meeting you Steven" "The feeling is mutual Dana" "Can I call you Dana?" Steven asked afterwards

ZAHIR I stood tall in the grand hall, my gaze fixed upon my Steven. Something in his demeanor caught my attention, a flicker of unease that lingered beneath his composed facade. He can deny it all he wants, but I know there was something wrong. "Steven, is there something troubling you?" I inquired again, my voice firm yet laced with a genuine desire to understand his state of mind. Steven hesitated for a brief moment, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. It was evident that he grappled with the decision to share his concerns, but my stern expression urged him to speak his mind. After a moment's contemplation, he finally replied, his voice steady but guarded.

Xavier: Steam still lingered in the air when I stepped out of the shower, the scent of lavender and her skin clinging to the mist. Valerie stood by the mirror, running a towel through her damp hair. The silk strap of her nightgown had slipped off one shoulder, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe. She caught my reflection in the mirror. “You’re staring,” she murmured, her tone soft, but there was no accusation in it. “And that hasn’t happened in a while.”

Lily groaned worriedly. "Don't worry. There will be a good show awaiting him when he comes back!" Steven came back from San Fetillo in the afternoon. His face looked as dark as the thunderstorm when he entered the house. Deborah and Lily were on pins and needles so not to irritate Steven. Deborah was highly experienced and her expression looked as if nothing had happened. Lily, on the other hand, had been like a cat on a hot tin roof all the time. When she made tea for Steven, she even scalded her own hand.

I wish I was worth her glare. Jeez! What am I saying.. The man cleared his throat. He must have been lectured thoroughly by Echo West before coming here because every now and then, he glanced at her for permission to speak. “I am Steven. It’s nice to meet you all,” He simply said with a smile. Nobody responded. Even Athena returned to her phone. “We know who you are Steven,” Oh, that must be why he wasn’t acknowledged. The mood here was thick and Dad looked to be dozing off.