Yellow Diamond Steven Novels & Stories

Jody laughed as if he was amused by Steven's words, "It's true. Uh, you really know how to cheer someone up." Steven smiled but then his smile only lasted about a few seconds because the next second Jody Gardner slammed his whisky glass to the floor with anger already clearly printed on his face. "But everyone doesn't think that way, Steven. Didn't you hear what they said?" Jody said with his face turning purple. Steven's guts instantly evaporated. He was now like a mouse being stalked by a fierce cat intent on making a meal out of him. "Mercy, General. But they-"

What set him apart from Nickson was his slightly softer aura and golden blonde hair color. "Hi. Steven Darragh. You can call me Steve." “Blakely Stander. Pleased to meet you." Blakely couldn't possibly refuse Steven's hand when he asked her to shake his hand. They then exchanged smiles and gazes that made the people in the place cheer up, except for Nickson. The look in his eyes conveyed annoyance that his damn cousin always took the opportunity to seduce a beautiful woman who lived up to his standards. And they have always liked to compete.

My phone buzzed for the fifteenth time in a row. Vivian. I ignored it. Then Steven called. I forced myself to pick up. “What.” “Ryan—oh God—” Steven’s voice cracked. “Is he alive? Tell me he’s alive.” “He’s in surgery. They haven’t told me anything yet.” “Ryan, I swear, I—I didn’t know anything about the diamonds, I didn’t—” “Steven,” I said sharply, “I’m not talking to you about that right now.” He went silent.

Before long, Steven arrived, hurrying around the office to help set up Emily's equipment. He was sweating by the time he was finished. Emily handed him a glass of water. "Thank you for your hard work, have some water." Steven waved his hand, smiling sheepishly. "No way, even my boss listens to you. I can't possibly let you pour me water." "Your boss? Mr. Norman?" Emily asked. "Well, Dylan is kind of my boss," Steven clarified. "I'm technically Mr. Norman's assistant, but I'm sort of Dylan's apprentice, so to speak."

Five years - a time when we thought we lost each other, but now I have become his bride. Steven stood in front of the Vicar, waiting for me. Today he wears a mysterious black suit that accentuates his tall figure, with a crimson tulip on his chest. The neatly combed hair revealed a high forehead and beautiful eyes that bewildered many girls here. Steven still thinks that I am Zelda, so his face is clearly worried, his thick eyebrows furrowed, but that still doesn't detract from his good looks and handsome face. He looks like a handsome prince, and I'm the princess he's paired with. Steven is such a charming and perfect man; that's why Sharmaine and Calliope always look for ways to rob my man

It was something bright yellow, and Vivian even needed to squint her eyes because the color was just too dazzling for her. Is it even brighter than the sun? At this time, she stopped walking on the porch, and her blue eyes were fixed on the yellow thing. Steen had previously been looking at the ground, but the man seemed to have sensed her presence as he suddenly looked up, and their eyes met immediately. "What are you doing there? Come here!" Coldly, he gave an order.

His hand shot out to grip my hip. My eyes darted up to his, and the words died on my lips when our eyes locked. His eyes were almost like Severide’s, very unusual but unique. There weren’t a lot of people who had such pale gray eyes with darker rings around the irises. “You have amazing eyes,” I whispered. He smiled. “So do you.” “You still haven’t told me which brother you are.” “Take a wild guess, brown eyes.” He just gave himself away. “Steven.”

She decided to make some money before returning to her search for Logan. "I see! Well, I don't mean to sound crass, but I think you're beautiful, Ms. Bennett. I bet a lot of guys dreamed of being with you, so if you're still single now… Your standards must be really high! Luckily for myself, I think, I'm also single. But I don't know if I could even reach the standard you're looking for," Stevie said. He knew her type—a gold-digger. Not only that, but this gold-digger seemed to be interested in him. Thus, he feigned interest in her too, making sure he looked like he was eyeing her in a way that would incite her fantasies. Then, slowly, Stevie would be able to get her to just give up everythi

I keep my eyes on his even as Steven is practically growling. "If you go against me, then I will kill you and your bitch Ava after I rape her." Sal looks at him and then looks at me. "I should have left him a long time ago. Don't kill him. I would like for you to take him back to Golden Moon so the people he has hurt can get their revenge. Not everyone is on his side; many are scared." Sal takes a step toward me, and Steven grabs his arm. I run down the steps with lightning speed, get Sal, kick Steven in the face, and return to my mates with Sal.

He probes further, and I give him the same answer. “Yes.” “Then I guess there’s nothing to worry about, but I must warn you if we find out you lied in this meeting about your powers then no one can save you from the fate ahead, Luna Andrea.” I flinched when his eyes changed colors from red to blue, then golden before going back to his original color brown. “Is that a threat, Steven?” Dante asked, but Steven just shrugged. “That’s the end of the meeting.” Elder Steven said, and a growl of disapproval came from Dave and his cohort.