Wake Me Up Steven Universe Novels & Stories

His breathing calmed. "Fụck you, Steven. How can my cọck commit a murder? It's fine. Inform the men to get prepared. We are leaving by 3. This is just midnight. So enjoy your 3 hours of sleep and don't worry about your Alpha committing murder," I mind-linked him, and he chuckled. "Got it, Alpha. Sleep tight," Steven said before the mind link ended. In the dimly lit room, my eyes wandered around the sleeping woman's face. My lips ached to have a taste of her soft rosy lips beckoning for me to taste her.

Staring at the body before me, my mind went completely blank. Then, my phone suddenly rang with a strange ringtone. The screen lit up, and a single line of text appeared: [Can't believe you actually killed him. Don't just stand there! The cops will be here in ten minutes.] It wasn't a text message. It wasn't any app interface I recognized. They were just black letters on a white background on my screen. And the alert tone… it was strange, unlike anything I had ever used.

Steven reached out and grabbed Yonda’s arm, and stopped her. “Avenge me.” He weakly said and then let her leave. Kevin began laughing, hearing the words of Steven. “Revenge? Do you want revenge? You will not die even if the Grim Reaper himself arrives. You are only experiencing a mild panic attack. I will have the paramedics send you to the best hospital and get you back on your feet. You have to witness the demise of the Ross family taken from your control and answer to all your crimes.” Steven’s phone then ran and lifted his phone to see the caller. Steven answered the call on speaker.

That maybe there was still a place for me in his world. But that part felt small now. Too small compared to the truth sitting calmly in my mind. There was a slight movement from Steven’s chair. His breathing changed, his shoulders shifted. He was waking. I didn’t look right away. I let my thoughts move slowly, as though moving too quickly might make everything hurt again. Steven blinked, then lifted his head. His still-groggy eyes searched the bed—and when he realized mine were already open, his whole body tensed. “Em?” His voice was rough, like someone who’d woken too fast. “You’re… awake?”

"Amanda and I went to get these young coconuts. By the way, are you hungry?" "Don't worry about us. We had our coffee," “Oh okay. I'll just wake up Steven," I went up to our room only to find out that Steven was still asleep. I just shook my head and went into the bathroom to wash. I'm sweaty so I have to take a shower first. I'll make buko salad later. After taking a shower, I went to Steven to wake him up. "Babe, wake up" He just growled and hid under the blanket. I smiled at what he did. Why is he acting like a kid?

I stand up and round my desk. Steven pushes off the wall he’s leaning on to follow after my lead. “And I’ll be here to help you back up when it knocks you out”. “Oh, Shut up.” He just giggles at me as we make our way out. And a few days later…she wakes up.

His words in replayed themselves in my mind on repeat. Forever beautiful. Forever powerful. And while he did not say it, I knew I would forever be a slave to the hunger for blood. "Immortality can wait. There is vengeance to claimed. These liar and fakes, I promised them death. I must keep my word." I growled at Evan. Caring not for the eternity tomorrow but for revenge today. My creator smirked reaching into his beast pocket once more and handed me another vile filled with some kind of green liquid. "Drink this." He tossed it to me.

Whenever drowsiness crept in, she would drive the sharp tip into her own thigh without hesitation. The agony jolted her awake instantly, cold sweat breaking across her forehead. Her thighs were now covered in wounds identical to the ones that had once marked mine. New scars layered over old ones, a horrifying sight. She believed that as long as she felt the pain I once endured—as long as she stayed awake—I would come back. "Cecelia, I'm not asleep. I'm awake. I've been awake the whole time." She muttered to the empty room. She opened the bottle of medicated oil, now half evaporated, and poured it over her festering wounds. The sting made her whole body tremble, but she smiled instead. "It wo

He is doing all these things for her only, for them, for their future only. He needs to wake up the supernatural soon, train them and than attack the humans to gain control over the earth again. He can do this alone without anyone's help but he need to wake the supernatural from their sleep, after all he is their King and he can't ignore them. They need to be awaken soon, to be free like before. "Baby, I would love to spend the night with you but I can't." He whispered. And just like that the hope in her eyes was lost, gone like it never existed in the first place.