Tag Steven Novels & Stories

He knew that Vivi was still like a little girl at heart, so he simply nodded and agreed, “Okay.” At this moment, three or four people came over from the bustling crowd. The man in the lead was quite handsome and refined. Steven walked up to Philip and Fennel, raised his wine glass at them, and said with a smile, “Mr. Leigh, Mr. Clarke, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” Philip frowned and glanced at Fennel, who shook his head to indicate that he did not know this person. Steven understood at a glance. He handed the wine glass to the waiter beside him, tugged at his suit, and said, “Forgive me. Please let me introduce myself. My name is Steven Smith, the young master of the Smith family.”

“Leo, Donald, Billie, Casper…whatever it is, drive please” "Are those your mother's exes?" he chuckled, while placing one hand on the steering wheel, revealing his tough muscles. I took my eyes off when I was staring too long and a smirk curled on my lips. Usually, when I was snarky to my mom's men they got angry, not amused like this one was. Out of the corner of my eye, I looked at his sculpted body, again. “I am Justin by the way, this is the first time we are meeting and I don’t want you to hate me, so let’s start over,” he said and I frowned.

I fix my hair again and continued walking in the classroom acting like nothing happened. Just like the usual I am alone there waiting for our advicer. After a few minutes other students are already noisy from the other sections and I just ignored them. "You early, huh." I innocently lifted my eyes when I heard a familiar voice. Matt Stevans is coming in my way. He looks energetic as always. I stared at him. I tilted my head my head while watching him walk. "And you are not." I uttered as he also stood up beside me. "Why? Are you waiting for me?" He ask but I only rolled my eyes.

Alpha Steven led the way, his broad shoulders stiff with authority. “You’ll abide by what I say from now on,” Steven said, his tone clipped, as he turned to face me in the grand foyer. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction, a predator toying with its prey. I met his gaze, my jaw tight. “I’ll do what you ask, as long as you keep your word and leave the Browns out of this.” His lips curled into a cold smile. “Good boy. At least you’ve learned your place.” I clenched my fists at the insult but said nothing. There was no use in arguing with a man who thrived on power plays.

"Always, Stacy. I will always be beside you." My phone rang, "Hello." Steven's voice was on the other end. "Hello, Alexa. I heard you are looking for me. Let's not waste time. Tonight, come to the Hales Hotel, but don't come empty handed." He demanded. I kept my tone calm. "What do you want, Steven?" He laughed. "To talk to you. You dumped me so fast when you got together with Luke. Do you know how many losses I have suffered because of you? Imagine my luck when a time like this comes."

[NAME : STEVEN LEWIS CLASS : WARRIOR SPECIFICATION : SHAPESHIFTER (DRAGON) TIER 4 : 6 250 / 8 000 LOW CORE ENERGY : 5 marks + 1 high mark STRENGTH : 56 AGILITY : 52 STAMINA : 50 PERCEPTION : 35] Steven could hardly believe his eyes, he didn't check his progress every day but this weekend he was still only at 2 750 / 8 000.

It was strange, but he said goodbye to his friends and came up to me. "Yeah?" He asked, stopping by my cans with paint. "Um, I thought that... you might want to meet someone," I lied, but it seemed to work, "This is Thomas Black. You know him, right?" "Oh, yeah! How are things, man?" Steven asked and held out his hand to shake Thomas's hand. "I'm Steven." "Nice to meet you." The famous boy answered, with a frown and a sudden change in tone, laced with a hint of contempt.

Steve’s voice could be heard. ⸻

I, Riley David, the girl who pulled the strings of a vengeance against the mafia, was stammering like a silly schoolgirl in front of a sports specimen. "Hi... yes, I'm Riley. The... the pleasure is mine," I stammered. I tried to recover my mask of sufficiency, but having this specimen so close was liquefying my brain. "Nice to meet you, Steven. I didn't know the Space Mechanics geniuses came out to sunbathe." Steven let out a low laugh, a warm sound that made the hairs on my arms stand up. "Only when the company is worth it, Riley," he responded, his smile widening as he released my hand with a tortuous slowness.

Steven lay in the rubble. He snorted weakly and said, "I'm Dragon Slayer, no. 32 on the Blacklist. I won't betray my employer." "Is that so? Go to hell then," Sebastian said coldly without any hesitation. He crushed Steven's head with one single foot. Then, he retrieved a mobile phone from the thugs on the ground. He scrolled through the contacts and dialed a number. Mateo was waiting for news from Steven and his subordinates at a five-star hotel in Steinberg.