Stone Cold Steve Austin Catchphrase Novels & Stories

Stephen quickly served them some fresh, steaming coffee, his hands shaking slightly before he took his cue and exited the room, shutting the heavy oak doors behind him. Ethan immediately picked up his cup, taking a loud sip before turning to Marissa with a patronizing grin. "Marissa, remember my friend Xavier and Steve back from our university days? I told you about them before." Marissa shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She lifted her chin, her eyes darting to mine for a brief, fleeting second before she looked away. "I think I do remember Steve... but not Xavier. No wonder he looked familiar when I first met him on the street."

Chunk complained in his ear. “Chunk?” Henry asked. “Like from the Goonies.” “Really?” Chunk complained. “I hate that movie.” “It was his favorite movie growing up.” Steve continued. "You know the Chunk Shuffle.” Chunk groaned. He had received the nickname in high school as a linebacker. He was the big chunk of the line. Everyone assumed it was the movie. He was constantly asked to do the Chunk Shuffle. Steve, being a good boss and even better friend, antagonized his employee and friend as often as possible.

She'd never faced creatures like these before. The laughter gradually subsided, leaving behind an expectant silence. "And you do not want anything else?" Steve asked, his tone measured. Sleazy's grin widened, revealing more of his stained teeth. "Oh, we want more than just pussy, Steve," he replied, savoring each vulgar word. "The way I see it, you need me, I don't need you. So after I'm done with her..." He paused, making a show of considering. "I'll think of something else for me and the boys. Think of it as a long-lasting partnership between the Diablos and Sterling Creek."

Again and again, I'm not a stranger to hearing these words. "We should be able to draw here, just as the Sunday School guide ordered." said Steven. "But what do you draw with? Leaves and sheep dung?" said Steven, insulting the Orphan House children. While I'm clenching my fists, I'm dying to get into the chapel, and then I'm going to stuff Steven's mouth with sheep dung. But Steven is just a little kid. My delusions stopped, when Austin started to stand up from his seat, and he pulled out his cell phone.

Steve demanded, his voice raw with desperation and anger. "So she left you finally...?" Axel's words hung in the air, heavy with contempt. "Wow! Just awesome. Then, in fact, I was thinking, how can I convince her to leave you, because now I know Steve, what game you are playing." Axel's words cut through the tension like a knife, his sarcastic tone dripping with disdain and bitterness. Steve's grip on Axel's collar loosened slightly, his eyes widening in disbelief at the accusations hurled his way.

Austin was fast, fluid, and calculated. In perfect rhythm with his teammates, he scored once, then twice. Each goal met with deafening cheers. Then, out of nowhere, Bryce appeared near the rink barrier, his expression tight. He called out, loud enough for everyone to hear: “Isn’t it strange how much better he’s gotten overnight? Maybe the rumors were right. Maybe he’s using Mad Wolf Serum!” A wave of murmurs swept through the crowd. My stomach dropped. Austin froze for half a second, his jaw tightening but then he turned back to the ice, ignoring it.

Krystal asked haughtily with her arrogant style. Austin smiled sweetly at Krystal while putting his hands in his pants pockets in a calm. "Austin, all this time you used to call me my darlin'." Austin explained. Austin could catch the disgusted look on Krystal's face, but he tried to ignore it by launching an action to melt Krystal.

He wore dark shades and black clothes. "Wow, spotted us rather quickly," James said as he came out of his cover and walked towards the vehicle. "Sheesh, what do they feed them?" Michael asked as he stood up. He walked slowly towards the SUV. "Stone Cold Steve Austin" as they now called him pointed his ugly-looking gun at them. "Whoa!" They both yelled and raised their hands in the air and stopped walking. The door of the SUV opened and Kynes himself stepped out. He wore a dark long coat, with a black turtleneck sweater. A 9mm was stacked to his side. Stone Cold was beside him, walking towards them. His eyes were black and empty as ever.

"God damn it, Bentley." Austin shifted in his seat, looking a bit sheepish. "Yeah, about that… I mean, we both got tested and we're clean. And honestly, I prefer it raw. What's the worst that can happen?" Bentley shook his head, chuckling. "Just be careful, man." "I know. Now," Austin said as he raised his glass up. "Here's to good friends and to good things," Austin said, raising his glass. Bentley clinked his glass against Austin's. "And to figuring things out, one step at a time."

"What are you going to do?" "I'll reserve a month-long VIP spot for you in Legacy Hospital's ICU!" Austin hollered as he punched the man in the face, the air splitting and rushing around his fist as he did so.