The Next Step Season 8 Novels & Stories

Lucas asks, jaw tight. I shove my phone in my pocket and rub my temple, preparing myself for the avalanche of emotions I'm about to witness. “That was my stepbrother. Our stepbrother. Mom remarried.” His face goes pale, and I feel my lips curl. That's right, Lucas. You're not the only one who's moving on.

She hadn't exactly planned a speech like Vinodna and she wondered if anyone would make fun of her. "Our next contestant is Nazia Khan," said Doctor Shruti. Nazia got up slowly and walked towards the platform. The class was filled with Silence. The only sound she could hear was her footsteps. She stepped up onto the platform and turned towards all the students. She could see her friends giving her a thumbs up.

Now they’re both screaming at each other, trying to rip each other’s hair out. This is hilarious to watch. I wish I could just sit down and enjoy the show. “Valeria, get your head in the game,” Stephan says. “Here—stand like this.” He shifts into a fighting stance. I do my best to copy him, and Grimm mirrors me. “Good, but widen your legs.” Stephan steps behind me, his hand guiding my thigh until my stance opens a little further. “Perfect,” he whispers in my ear. My body gets chills. That felt good.

I bit my lip and squeezed her ass not caring who was in the room. Jonas cleared his throat and looked away. He sat on the couch opposite me. It was silent. I stared at him while he looked anywhere but me. He took a deep breath and then looked at me. "So. I heard we’re going against eachother next week, winner gets to be in the final.” I looked at him with raised eyebrows. "And?" Her nervously laughed. "Well I just came to tell my dear cousin good luck. You're going to need a lot of it”

The storm outside roared on, but the real one had just begun inside our walls. My StepDaddy just Disvirgined me, but don’t think it ends girl. Because this not so innocent girl, has a lot of forbidden fantasies she’s yet to explore.

I said, "Thank you for everything." Stephen asked me "What is next for you?" Stephen was looking at me. I could tell Stephen was really curious. Stephen was not just thinking about business anymore. Our company is okay now. My family is taken care of. The Architect finished building the place. So what does Hannah Vane do now?

Steph suggested, sensing the tension in the air. "Finn wants the TV off," I replied flatly. "Forget Finn; it's Saturday. We're supposed to have fun!" Steph declared, clicking on Season Three and climbing onto the bed beside me, setting the bowl of popcorn between us. "Should we skip ahead? No, we shouldn't. I love this season," she mused, answering her own question. I was indifferent, hardly registering the large screen in front of us. My thoughts drifted far beyond that room. They were back home. With my parents.

Frank wasn’t working that day and Coralis didn’t like him being alone at home until she knew what the Howars were up to, so Sebastian and Stephanie stopped by. “Weird, yes. I never thought I would ever say that, but quite frankly, I’m looking forward to being done with the season. Don’t get me wrong, I still love playing the sport, but there is too much going on outside the field. It’s time,” said Sebastian, glancing at Stephanie. “Don’t lie, darling. You can’t bear that I could be a target too, and you want more eyes on me,” said Stephanie.

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I say which was totally true, I told Austin when I found out what’s happening that I’ll find a way to get him out, that’s what all of this is building towards. “I can just see what an amazing person you are Payton” he tells me with a smile, I just take a look down at the ground not knowing how to react now I’ve been complimented. “We better part ways before people start looking, I’ll be in contact soon to explain the next steps” he tells me whilst pulling the hoodie over his head, I also start looking around scared I’d see Markus somewhere. “Okay, I’ll speak to you soon” I smile before pulling my bag tighter over my shoulder and walking away. Unknowing of the crazy events that would happen a