Steven X Spinel Novels & Stories

“I see the mood’s festive.” “Why are you here?” Maximilian asked, finally turning away from the window. Steven smiled thinly. “This was my house once, or have you forgotten that too?” I straightened slightly. Steven had always been… complicated. Loyal to the company, yes. Loyal to our father, less so, especially after everything that had happened with Vivian. He set his coat down carefully before continuing, voice calm but edged with steel. “I heard Celeste Sinclair was appointed to the IJA board.”

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.

I can't imagine the disappointment on her face or how my step dad would be if he finds out. This has to stop and if I don't stop it, I know Xavier won't. He seems to be enjoying the forbidden passion forgetting that we are siblings even not by blood we can't do such. He can't keep using me to quench his hunger and call it a mistake at last.

Koven, usually so gentle, was now charging in anger. Selena quickly pulled Koven back, shouting, "That's enough, Koven!" Koven, unable to accept this, pointed at Linus and yelled at Selena, "Do you even know who he is? He's with Spades, and we've already investigated his background. He's been working for Spades since he was young. Do you know any of this? "Did you know this when you were dating him? Selena, you should consider yourself lucky to be alive!

We all spend the next two weeks upstate as Spin recovers from his surgery. I’m actually thankful that he insisted on putting the pool in this year, since Meme and Brenda spend almost every waking moment in it with Stephany. Spin acts like a pouty child when told he cannot work for the next two weeks, but it gives us the time we need to go over his contract and find a decent insurance plan to cover everyone on the Hart’s enterprise payroll.

I smiled happy to see the box of sweet martabak available on the table, immediately I landed the buttocks disofa then poked a piece of sweet martabak with a variant of milk cheese flavor. "Tell Me what Steven is," he said, making me aware of Steven's presence in the singles chair. "Since when are you, Stev? why don't I see you!" I said. "Just arrived. Want to see Jeno, but he said Jeno again went with Hanin." replied Steven. Steven is very close with Jeno from childhood, their familiarity even exceeds the familiarity of Jeno and Javier who are notabene his own siblings. "Didn't you tell Jeno if you wanted to come?" I replied, busy chewing.

“Excuse me, are you with Stardream?” Emily nodded. “Yes, I am. Are you with the Great Wall Group?” “Yeah! I’m Steven, the assistant to the CEO,” he said, shaking her hand. “You’re the architect who just won the Pritzker Prize! That’s amazing!” Emily was taken aback. “I thought the assistant was Dylan? Is he not here?” Steven looked puzzled. “Oh, you know Dylan? He was assistant, but he got promoted to Human Resources Director. He’s responsible for all upper management now, so he personally wanted you on board.”

It will kill me and all my friends. Phelan pounced again. This time, Don brought Riptide up in a deadly arc. The hellhound disintegrated into dust and fur. He had prepared for this midnight of the moon, for he had the news already at hand. He could see More wolves surged forward—snakes and giants and telkhines—but the wolf roared at them, and they backed off, “One on one?” He called. “Just like old times?” Phelon's nostrils quivered. She seriously needed to keep a pack of Kleenex in her armor pocket because that nose was wet and red and pretty gross. She unstrapped her dagger and swung it around. It was beautiful in a harsh, I’m~going~to-gut~you~like~a~fish way. Each of its twin blades was

“I did. Nothing backfired. And it went well. I can even consider it a successful meeting.” “You’re insane,” she hissed, stepping closer. “You think you can just walk into her life, into his world, and expect no one to notice? You think Xavier won’t figure it out? Do you really believe that he is going to fall for this?” “I went as Lorenzo D’Amaris. I’m an investor, nothing more. Xavier doesn’t even know I exist.” I said calmly. “He doesn’t know that I am back in the city just yet. And you’ve made it your mission to stay around him long enough, you know him more than anyone around here. You know that if he was aware of who I was, the men that he had stationed outside her office would have com

I’m not a straight guy so I want to give that kind of competition to straight guys. I was excited when Steven’s name appeared on the screen. Steven Kiazxon, a tranferee 3rd year Business Management student. Well known as a fraternity man, bad boy, certified hot guy and even has a fan club at the University. I smiled because of what I learned about Steven. On the next slide, pictures of me are shown were obviously shot by other people. The photos was taken while I was walking, chatting, eating and so on.