Stewie Novels & Stories

Steven approached, "You're so excited, General!" "Of course I am. Good news has come this morning, Stev." "Just as I thought, General. Bill Stewart will definitely arrest the king's envoy," Steven said, satisfied with his prediction. Jody nodded his head, "Why did you guess this, Stev?" Steven explained, "It's easy, General. Although Bill Stewart shows cold traits and has a rather frightening aura, I think his heart is relatively weak." "How can you think he's weak?" Jody asked curiously.

I can tell she's hesitant to give me any information. "Stacy." I give her my most reassuring smile. "Hi, Stacy, I'm Cassidy and this is,," I point to the obnoxious buffoon standing next to me, "Alex. We're having a little disagreement that needs to be settled. Would you mind weighing in on the matter?"

"I'm Linda Jones, friend, and owner of this place. I'm so glad Tabitha lives here, and I'm not lonely anymore. Keith shooking Linda's hand and then looked at Linda, and he was mesmerized by her size and how friendly she was. "Tabitha, introduce me to this hot man before I black out. He looks like a movie star! Who is he?" Linda could never hold herself wise when she has something in mind, and she talks to the point. Tabitha created a plausible lie and stammered out something close to the truth. "This... this... uh... my brother-in-law. Yes... My late husband's brother."

She also recall how Arthur Uwaki came beautifully into her life, like an angel sent from the heavens to turn her tears and agony into laughter and great joy but she never understood his working line of business until the day he passed on. "What a life so full of pains, sorrows and afflictions". she said to herself while dropping the pot of her sauce down from the gas. It was already done and ready to be consumed by the full-house , hungry birds.

A brunette, Marie said as she stepped into the room. She unlocked the handcuffs and tossed them towards the intern, "You should know any metallic object can't go into the MRI." Harry nodded and scurried out of the room. "Jesus!" Doctor Greg exclaimed, "Why do I always have such unlucky and clumsy interns!" "He'll learn soon enough," Marie said. "He had better except he enjoys interning on the street." Doctor Greg snapped before moving towards Trevor. "Who are you, Mr Trevor Saint Williamson?" He murmured, staring at him intently.

Following Breadcrumbs In times of need, Secretary La Selva discovered that he didn't have anyone to help him in the Colony that he could trust. He knew many people he came into contact with in Waste, but he regarded them as acquaintances only. Stevie was the only one he considered a close friend, even though he constantly belittled and made fun of him. Stevie's supposed death made him feel guilty, but only a little. He was more concerned about the possible fallout that might happen and if he might be implicated.

Ethan hisses, his face inches from the terrified man's. "I want the person who put Thallium in my stepmother's cup. I watched my mother wither away because of accidents like this. I watched her heart fail while the doctors called it natural causes." "You've been crying, Simon. Is it out of grief for my stepmother... or is it because you know exactly which spice rack holds the Thallium?" "I—I would never, Mr. Ethan!" the chef stammers, his face turning a ghostly shade of grey. "I loved the mistress!"

In Harbour City, Ethan was known for two things—his medical skill and his volcanic temper. He gave women plenty of leeway, but what was Stevie Wimmerman? Male, ugly, and dumb enough to mess with his best friend’s wife in Grandview. That was practically begging to get killed. If Ethan let something like that slide, he wouldn’t be Ethan. The problem was, Stevie was already so drunk his eyes couldn’t even focus. Ethan wanted to beat the crap out of him, but it was hardly satisfying when the guy couldn’t even stay upright.

Why is she bothering me? “What is so amusing?” She asks with a face that looks like someone who is about to puke. “What is amusing is how disgusting you looked after stealing that half-kiss from Rey. And you talk of class, Tarah? Tell me, what kind of class is that that degrades your morals and self-esteem like that just to show off? I bet you would have even licked his feet if he asked you to just show your friends what a perfect love life you have, right? How does it feel to be so hopelessly desperate to the point of acting like a cheap, desperate whore, huh?"

I tried my best not to sound furious. I saw his lips twitch up to a smile and then he leaned in and whispered to my ear "Have you ever been in an elevator with two people fucking beside you?" "What?" I blurted out, feeling disgusted by the thought of it. Stiles readjusted himself and shrugged. "Hardy is a total maniac, a freaking maniac. It seemed like he got his match in Mia but then, plot twist; break up." A waitress arrived with a plate of steak and set it in front of Stiles, she gave him a flirtatious look and walked away to wait on other customers like the damned waitress she was!