Tigers Eye Steven Universe Novels & Stories

"Steven, watch out!" "Ahh!" I could not help but cry at the sight of Steven being bitten by the wolves approaching him. "Sunny, can you please close your eyes for me?" I heard Steven say. After hearing him, I shut my eyes, crying at the thought that we were dying. I could not understand what was happening right now. The house was not a good sight anymore. Many things were broken, and the wolves' whimpering was still happening. I heard a loud growl. As much as I want to keep my eyes closed, I need to see Steven and Mavin's conditions.

“He has a history with a rogue attack that happened three years ago. According to the records, he does have a mother and son—ones he never takes responsibility for. He gambled off everything they had left.” “That’s not true!” Steve yelled, trying to lunge forward, but the chains bit into his wrists and yanked him back in pain. “Look,” Ste-phen leaned closer, resting both elbows on his knees. “We can make this fast and simple. Or I can take it to the next level. Trust me, it’s been a while since I used what’s inside my head… Wanna know what that looks like?” It wasn’t just his words that broke Steve. It was the stare—dead on, eyes glowing reddish-gold, radiating an aura that screamed only one

Her strength was failing, and Steven quickly caught up with her. He yanked her by the hair and slammed her to the ground, pinning her by the neck so she couldn’t move. "I advise you not to waste your energy trying to escape, or I'll kill you!" Steven growled. Gasping for breath, Nyla clutched the shard tightly. Just when Steven thought she had given up, she fiercely jabbed at his face. Steven staggered back, but the shard still pierced his left eye. "Ah!" he cried out.

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

she informed him without being able to move her jaw. Steven approached her. Bearing her jaw with his palm, Steven commented to her, "Close your eyes." Abby did. Steven's human eyes turned into dragon ones, which glittered in the sun's rays. Forming a blue sparkling light from his palm, he stayed for a while bearing her jawline. Those lights slowly cured her pain. She felt it. Wondering how his powers worked, she opened her eyes, astonished witnessing his marvelous-looking dragon-like eyes. Steven turned it to normal and brought back his hand.

"Cruel?" Steven looked at Eloise as if she had just told a hilarious joke. His eyebrows raised slightly, and a cold smile lingered in his eyes. He stopped the car and turned to face her. Raising his hand, he lifted Eloise's chin. His deep, dark eyes were especially captivating at that moment, like a powerful vortex. Eloise stared into Steven's eyes, finding it increasingly hard to hold her gaze. His long fingers gently grazed her chin, as if he were touching a precious artifact. However, Eloise knew that it was moments like these when Steven was at his most terrifying.

A large shard of broken glass was lodged in his arm, and a thin line of blood ran down the side of his cheek where a smaller piece had struck him. “Dad---” Nerine whispered weakly when she saw the injury. She was about to run toward him, but Luke quickly stopped her. He knew better. Because the moment Steve lowered his arm, Luke saw his eyes. And they weren’t calm anymore. His irises burned with an impossible shade of blue, streaked with gold and green that caught the light like molten fire behind glass. They weren’t just beautiful, they were terrifying. Those were not the eyes of an ordinary man.

Then he turned his attention to Ian. She heard her own screams as if they came from outside of her, from a long way away. By the time Trevor turned to her, drenched in the blood of the two men she loved most, he’d shifted to a half-tiger form and wore a smile. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction and lust. “Cage her. Keep her for me,” he ordered the four tigers who held her.

I hit the iron bar and try to scream, but it seems like my voice melts along with my heart. I see two gloved hands clutch on the bar. I turn my head and see the Black Tiger standing beside me, staring with his cold eyes. I look away as I don’t look pretty when I cry, my eyes must be red and swollen. He doesn’t say a single word; he just keeps staring at me until my sobs disappear.

Her strength was failing, and Steven quickly caught up with her. He yanked her by the hair and slammed her to the ground, pinning her by the neck so she couldn’t move. "I advise you not to waste your energy trying to escape, or I'll kill you!" Steven growled. Gasping for breath, Nyla clutched the shard tightly. Just when Steven thought she had given up, she fiercely jabbed at his face. Steven staggered back, but the shard still pierced his left eye. "Ah!" he cried out.