Tag Steven Novels & Stories

She did not know how to communicate with others, so she just looked at the man with embarrassment. The man standing beside Stella seemed to be heard Kelly's words. He scratched his head and laughed in embarrassment. Kelly, who was standing to the side, teased him with a smile. "Look at you, what's there to be embarrassed about? How can a man be shy?" Steven didn't avoid it. He lowered his head in embarrassment and introduced himself to Stella, "Hello, My name is Steven Tyler. You can call me Steven. Can I call you Stella?" Her name... It seemed that the man had already known in advance. Stella could guess that it must be Kelly who told him.

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.

What is that suppose to mean? Lunette snapped. "So where is Steven I don't see him anywhere!" Jerry Wu asked as he looked around for any sign of someone who looks like Steven. "He's on his way father so relax." Lunette rolled her eyes. "I'm here babe. Sorry I'm late, how do you do sir? I'm Steven Lee!" A mild baratone voice voice said from behind Lunette. Steven hugged Lunette from behind and kissed her hair, he then kissed Crimson's forehead before stepping besides them and bowing to Jerry Wu who was shocked to see the popular chef in his home.

"I can't figure it out, Kate. Do you like Steven…or Luke, whose mind and memory got taken away?" Kate stopped walking. After a while, she curled her lips into a smile. "Can't I like both?" … Steven's private estate was situated in the countryside of Saigen City. His assistants were guarding outside the door while listening to the sound in the room. After undergoing a round of checking on Steven, Rachel had finally gotten to understand more between Steven and Luke. She patted Luke's arm and woke him up from his dream. "We're done." Gradually, Steven opened his eyes.

Steven was not the type of person that liked confrontation unless there was no other option yet he looked every bit angry and wanted to punch the other guy. "I am not playing games. I am only here to see my mom marrying my asshole dad." Steven gave a harsh laugh. "That is exactly why I know you are Tyler Vincent so stop pretending that you are not!" That last sentence caught Tyler by surprise and he immediately moved faster until he was standing next to Steven and asked, "What is going on?" When Steven turned to face him, his eyes widened in shock. "Ty?" "Yeah?" Tyler raised one brow questioningly.

His jaw twitched as if he wanted to say more, maybe shout, maybe beg louder, maybe even cry, but the sound of Steven’s feet thudding down the stairs cut through the tension. I exhaled a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. Steven burst into the living room, bag slung over his shoulder, his grin wide. “I’m ready now!” He stopped midway when he saw Jay standing stiff beside me. His head tilted a little, suspicion clouding his innocent eyes. “Uncle Jay?” Jay tried to force a smile, though it looked strained. “Hey, champ.” I reached out, brushing Steven’s shoulder gently. “Perfect timing, Steven,” I said softly. “I was just about to leave for my appointment. You’ll have fun with Uncle Jay,

"I'm your granddaughter! You clearly knew how dangerous he could be, yet you still forced me to marry him? "Do you really think that little of me?" Seeing her twisted expression, Steven seemed to age ten years in an instant. After a long silence, he finally spoke. "You'll regret this." There was a pause between each word. His eyes carried a sense of pain. "How could I ever regret killing a monster?" Jessica screamed hysterically. Steven pointed at me on the ground. "His name is Christopher. He used to be the ace of the Special Forces. Now he's part of my Classified Unit."

nor did you," Jane remarked. "I refrained from mentioning it to you earlier as I believed it was not a serious matter; however, given my current predicament, I deemed it necessary for you to be informed," Steven remarked. "What inquiries did they pose to Mother?" Jane inquired. "They asked her numerous questions about me, but I can only recall a few: my age, marital status, occupation, and health condition. They also informed Mother that I would be earning approximately four hundred thousand pounds working part-time, which led her to fall for their deception and provide them with all the required information without consulting me first," Steven elucidated.

On the drive home, my mind drifted to Steven's parents. Steven's father, Rodger, was a stern man with kind eyes and he was a bank president. He had been unsure of me, but in our first conversation, I had won him over. Soon, he became like a father to me. But Steven's mother, Stephanie, was another matter altogether. She always scrutinized: my house wasn't clean enough, my car wasn't a Volvo. The fact that I owned a Mercedes was irrelevant. My hair wasn't neat enough. Looking back, I saw where Steven got his demanding demeanor from.

“Wow.” “Hi, I’m Ki,” Ki stands up and they shake hands. “Steven,” he says. “Is this the bond thing?” “Yeah,” Ki says. “You are my second chance. My first mate died in battle. I have a son.” “I knocked up a stalker and I have a daughter,” Steven says. “Are you going to reject me?” Ki asks. “NO,” I yell. “Steven needs a minute to process this, but he is not going to reject you. He wouldn’t hurt you like that.”