Steven X Pearl Novels & Stories

"There's so much to see and do in this city, and it's always better to have someone to share it with." Steven is a tall, athletic-looking guy with short, dark hair and bright blue eyes that seemed to sparkle in the sunlight. He had a strong jawline and a friendly smile that instantly put Larisa at ease.

She whispered softly. Stefan looked confused. That was exactly what he was here for. To apologize for his group and seek an audience for Clarissa. The pearl began to glow brighter. Its light beat back the orange and overwhelmed the room with white brilliance. The sparkly depths were alive inside, swirling and dancing. The thrumming grew with intensity. “Open your mind to what she is trying to tell you.” The purple sage murmured with awe as images suddenly assaulted his vision. “My pearl does not speak to just anyone.”

Eva said and Clara chuckled. “Eva, have you forgotten where he got me? I'm just his kitten that he bought at a high price at the auction, I'm nothing, and will never be something in his life that can make him change, including this baby, even though you always assure me that Steven will never do the same thing to other women before but this is not where I belong, Eva, and neither do you and the others," Clara said. *** Elsewhere, Steven looks quite drunk at his gambling table, everyone has asked him to stop and go home but Steven shows another side, which makes everyone scared. His red eyes were visible.

Still yearning for that comfort, I didn’t notice Steven had walked to the front of the pillory, his figure blocking my view of Natalie. “W… what are you doing?” I mouthed. He didn’t answer. Just crouched to meet my eye level, then assessed my face like it was a parcel on the market. “Are you really gonna make her payback the favour that quickly?” Theodore chuckled, tracing my inner thighs and pussy with something that felt like leather. I glanced up at Steven when he stood, and watched him unbuckle his pants to let his cock out. Hard, throbbing, and already leaking with precum.

Even if there was nothing, there should be at least some leads of some sort. Maverick left the place completely, leaving Steven in the body of the river, breathing through an oxygen mask as his eyes scanned every object hidden in the water. He knew that finding this necklace would gain Alpha Rhaella’s ultimate trust and would play a pivotal role in winning the Alpha to his side. Anyway it goes, it’s a win-win situation for him. Steven’s hands paused on a sea-polished object buried partially in the riverbed. His fingers traced the smooth, curved surface, but as he lifted it slightly, he realized it wasn’t the necklace. It was something else entirely.

“My apologies, sir. I didn’t realize …” “No apologies needed”. I tell him. “Tristan is correct, though,” Stephan says. “The Luna would be happy with daisies. But I know she will be happier with this”. I have a feeling that if my brother still possessed two eyes he might have winked. “Add this to my account please”. He store wonder nods. “Yes, my Alpha. Without delay”. Stephan slips it into his pocket, turns to leave, and halts to hold my gaze. “I have it on good authority that a man can never go wrong purchasing a She-wolf pearls”.