Trollhunters Steve Novels & Stories

He could not help but murmur. "Lucifer?" 'This name seems familiar!' Steve immediately came to a realization... "Lucifer. It's the number one hacker on The Hunter's ranking list!" "Nicole...You're Lucifer?" The two brothers were surprised. However, Nicole seemed calm. "Yeah." At that moment, Steve's glasses almost dropped so he quickly tucked it back up his nose. On the other hand, Sean poured a glass of water for Steve. The both of them tried to calm down. No wonder Nicole spoke so confidently that she would not leave any trace behind...

Steve trailed off. Max leaned, his frown deepening, Steve was hiding something, he could tell all of his friend's body language. "What are you hiding?." "I'm not hiding anything." "You have a tell, you fucker, now spill." He blurted. "Sometimes y'all forget I'm a god damned psychologist because I have too much of my own shit going on."

I answered simply. "Oh, my God, Steve!" he bellowed, obviously the boss. "You didn't! He's new! How could you do that?" As he ranted, I looked around to make sure no one was looking, but it was so crowded that no one cared. Suddenly, I punched him in the face with the back of my fist, catching him on the side of the head. I could hear his skull crack as he slumped over. Rick and Annie grabbed him and slid him quietly out of the way without notice. I didn't kill him, as his skull would heal, but he'd be out for days and would wake with an extreme headache. Steve would probably be fired. "Hey, Steve," the bartender nodded to me as I walked by. He was an old vamp, I could tell, but dressed in c

"Thank you. I was just trying to help out. Besides, it's not like the table is full." Shantal says with a little laugh afterwards. Steve finishes his maintenance and opens his chest and puts his toolbox inside. "That's pretty handy." Shantal says trying to not make things awkward while she stares at him. "Indeed it is. Hey, do you mind if I ask you a question?" Steve replies "Shoot." Shantal says. "Did you happen to have a weird dream last night?" Steve asks in a calm yet worried voice. "Now that you mention it, I did. I dreamt that my dad died and I killed myself. Pretty sad."

“It can be. That’s good information. Are his people the same way?” “Mostly.” Kent responds. “His beta, and I use the term loosely, is a man named Tyler Lorch. Big muscles, tiny brain. He tends to beat people up and throw himself into his work. Tyler and everyone in the pack do whatever Rollo says. Don’t worry about taking notes. I have files on the Olympic Howlers that you’re welcome to pore through.”

His eyes were wide and they began to look over my body, the clothes I wore the first day were covered in blood and barely hanging on my body, he was wearing a black shirt and a pair of shorts. He had a large cut on his forehead and there was blood surrounding it, that's probably where Jonas knocked him out. How did he get to Steve? I looked back at Jonas and he was smiling at me. "Why is Steve here Jonas?" He approached me and placed his hands on the arm of the chair. He leaned closer and I leaned back. His eyes hardened and he slapped me. "Dont fucking move away from me bitch, dear Steve is here because first he is going to act as a representative of Adrian, since the little fucker is dead

“I almost forgot to introduce myself. I’m Sherriff Gustav Bernard, from the Sapphire Mountain PD.” That was all Steven needed to know as all the fight left his body and he looked up at Gustav in horror. “Now, be a good boy and pack your stuff, will you? I don’t think this hospital will be needing your services anymore.” “P-please…” Steven managed to stutter out. “Oh? What was that?” Gustav pretended to have difficulty hearing as he placed his hand on his earlobe. “You want me to make this video viral on social media?” Steven Hallow didn’t need any more invitation. Scrambling on all fours, he all but crawled away from us before getting up on his feet and running for his dear life.

“We should teach this Steve a lesson, don’t you think? Talia is your stepsister, so she’s family. If he messes with her like this, then he needs to learn a fucking lesson, don’t you think?” I didn’t know what to say or do. Instead, I simply walked ahead without giving Johnny a reply. A couple of women had tried reporting Steve before for all of his degrading votes on women, but he never admitted to being the one who posted those journals. He always posted them from an anonymous account, so no one could really prove anything. It was hopeless. I walked into the school, my eyes searching for Maxton, and I saw her in front of her locker. A couple of football juniors were standing there, and I kn

What if she isn’t? What if I’m destroying everything because I’m overthinking? What if I’m the fool here? “Fuck,” I muttered. I grabbed my phone and dialed Steve’s number. Steve is my College friend and very Smart as hell. Private investigator. The kind of man who sees what others miss. If he finds out Helena is hiding something from me then— Shit. That would be fucking messed up. But maybe it’s minor. Maybe she’s hiding something small. Something stupid. And if she’s not hiding anything?

“I haven't slept with anyone, bitches are just obsessed with me and like to cause shit.” He folded his arms, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at me. “Don't lie to me!” I roared. For once… Just once in his damn life. I wanted him to own up. To tell me the truth. To admit to his own goddamn mistakes. “You're a real bitch, you know that?” Steve spat bitterly. “I've done so much for you out of the goodness of my heart. You'd be out on the streets being a goddamn prostitute if it wasn't for all I'm providing for you and Louis.