White Steven Novels & Stories

Prince Aisen asked. "We will find out about it that too, right now." Mr Steven answered. "Close your eyes." He said. Aisen did as he said. "Touch your chest and feel your heartbeat." Mr Steven added. Aisen did that as well. "Great, now tell me the first girl that appears in your eyes." He said. Aisen saw Leilah, swaying her hair while running, her beautiful heartwarming smile, and her little one sided dimple, her set of White teeth made him smile, Mr Steven saw him smiling.

Troy was about to ask why steven is quite, and I don't have the answer so I avoided the question. Cody- I think we should get some rest while we can. They all agreed and got up and left. I went to get something to eat and when I got back steven was not in our room, went out looking for him till I decided to link him since that's how he seem to want to communicate. He told me he was in the forest, I was surprised given we are not safe but I went to find him standing at the cliff. His eyes blue like the deep ocean, hands shaking and teeth along with claws extended.

I looked over, it was probably just an animal, there were always animals coming through here. I moved over on the couch so I could lay down and look up at the stars, “Don’t forget to make a wish!” a familiar voice said. I sat up and was met with Steve standing in the yard, I gave him a big smile but I wasn’t sure if I should go give him a hug or not. I wasn’t exactly sure why he was standing outside my father’s house. I looked him over, he had a tight white t-shirt on and blue jeans, I could see all his tattoos through his shirt. His blond hair was messy and he had on muddy work boots, I’ve never noticed how handsome he was. He was always Darren’s best friend, I never looked at him in that w

I wish I was worth her glare. Jeez! What am I saying.. The man cleared his throat. He must have been lectured thoroughly by Echo West before coming here because every now and then, he glanced at her for permission to speak. “I am Steven. It’s nice to meet you all,” He simply said with a smile. Nobody responded. Even Athena returned to her phone. “We know who you are Steven,” Oh, that must be why he wasn’t acknowledged. The mood here was thick and Dad looked to be dozing off.

“Karina Leticia.” Karina turned her head. “Yes?” Steven said Karina's full name. But how did the man know. Even though the man was Saka's brother. But to remember her full name—a little strange. Steven inherited the Caucasian gene from Hendrick. His face is more western than Asian. Tall, white, brown eyes, thick eyebrows and a firm jaw. Like a movie actor. “Don't you know me?” Karina frowned. Steven's language was too casual. Should she be lazy with casual language too? No. Not allowed.

“Dumb bastard! Why is a mere Islander trying to show off in my country?” “I’ll beat him to death!” Steven was clearly agitated. Before, he only preyed on the weak before. But after going through a few drinks, he gained quite a bit of courage. If it were any other day, it would be odd if he didn’t kneel in front of them in an instant. Harvey narrowed his eyes at Steven. It seemed that this man had some redeemable qualities after all.

The air smells like horses and male sweat, sweetened by the heather that grows in the surrounding mountains. A little way ahead of them stands James with a large white horse. Its mane is the color of moonlight. He’s looking away from his men, up at the sky. Not far from him, I spot Blake. He’s dressed all in black, and stands still among the chaos. The wind ruffles his dark hair. His expression is unreadable. A flash of anger surges through me. I walk to him, and tilt my head. There is no smirk on his lips. He emanates darkness.

When Steve arrived at the base, he went to his private most room. No one was allowed to enter that room except his best friend Stooper whom he had given access f that room. He wanted to clean himself so that he could avoid any suspicious that he had left the pack to meet a human. When he pushed the door open, he saw his closest friend Stooper sitting on the couch as if he was waiting for him. Stooper had the same nature as Steve but not he was not as powerful as him.

We look forward to the day she can run with us. "Soon." The witch agreed with a soft smile. Some of the shadows began to dance like excited pups, their excited yips filling the air as a giant blonde man stepped out of the darkening tree-line followed by a smaller version of himself. Despite the winter months being on them, both males were golden like the husks of wheat and barley. Their white blonde hair matched that of the little girl babbling in her mother's arms. Ulf was much taller than his son and bulkier with muscles crowding his limbs and torso. His chiseled facial features could easily make the gods jealous and his blue eyes were topaz blue and as hard as ice as they surveyed the wor

Third Person POV A black SUV comes to a sudden halt in front of an old shack. The dim light turns on inside, and an old man with a body length walking stick comes out. His eyes are white matching his head full of slivered hair, midback length. He wears an old dark gray robe and slips his flip flops on to step outside. "Blake son! Is that you?" The old wolf says. The SUV door opens and Blake makes his way out wearing combat uniform, matching with the uniforms his warriors wear.