Yellow Diamond Steven Novels & Stories

Hearing this, Steven paused momentarily and sneered, "What could be wrong with me?" After speaking, he lowered his gaze, rubbing his throbbing temples, his face turning iron blue as he walked away. Having known Steven for so many years, Ethan had never seen him like this and felt something was off, but he didn't know what to say. Holding back, he asked somewhat incomprehensibly, "Steven, does it have to be Kimberly?" He barely recognized the person in front of him. Was this still the same proud and arrogant Steven he knew? "Yes!" Steven answered without hesitation.

Steven came up immediately and said with a smile, “Mr. Clarke, young lady, I'm sorry. I didn't expect Warwick to act like this. I hope it won’t affect our discussion.” Philip looked at Steven and asked, “Do we know each other?” Philip’s question caused Steven’s next words to get stuck in his throat. Damn it! This young Easterner was too arrogant! He was the young master of the Smith family of Country Y. He was a nobleman, a viscount, and a dazzling presence everywhere he went! If not for his father’s orders, Steven would not be here in search of opportunities. However, Steven was not a brainless person. Most aristocrats were smart and sophisticated.

I said watching his assistant sneakily daily something to him, she isn't slick enough. "Oh you are the newest ambassador for Rare Diamonds?" he asked as I nodded awkwardly "It's about time we head back to the hotel," Steven whispered to me "Oh okay, that's right," I said loud enough for him to hear. "I need to head out now," I said smiling "Oh, okay, see you at the after-party," he said as I turned towards Steven who have his hands for me. "You really don't give off the gentleman vibe you know right?" I said to Steven

"And what are you doing?" "Since my identity has been blown, then I don't think there's any reason to continue this pretense. I hate you with everything in me and can't wait to have your beating heart in my palm." Steven replied. He bit down on his palm and fed it to the maid who kept trying to struggle. Then he broke her neck before she could infect him with her werewolf bite. "What are you doing?" Ashley, who had shown up with Kyle, asked. In fact, she knew there was something off about Steven's appearance from the forest.

Philip is 6ft tall, his hair is a mix of grey and brown, he has dark eyes and he is fair in complexion. His face is clear and hairless but the energy he emits is quite visible as he moves swiftly and purposefully while wearing an excited look on his face. Both men wear black leather jackets like bikers, they look like they are prepared for anything but John is not amused. Mrs McQueen checks out the weapons alongside Philip while John and Steven stare at each other like they share an unknown history. “What are you staring at, pretty boy?”, Steven asks, feeling agitated. John looks at him and grins, he moves closer about to give a rebuttal but suddenly falls to the ground and begins to vibrate

Two other men walk out after him and an extra one who looks much like him, but younger. Henry Slater. Our eyes meet and I look away to smile at the happy-looking Harvey. Steven looks very pleased as he tests a connection to my mind. ‘Welcome, Yumi’. I hear both Steven’s and Drew’s voices in my head and I nod at them from this distance. ’Thanks’.

Still yearning for that comfort, I didn’t notice Steven had walked to the front of the pillory, his figure blocking my view of Natalie. “W… what are you doing?” I mouthed. He didn’t answer. Just crouched to meet my eye level, then assessed my face like it was a parcel on the market. “Are you really gonna make her payback the favour that quickly?” Theodore chuckled, tracing my inner thighs and pussy with something that felt like leather. I glanced up at Steven when he stood, and watched him unbuckle his pants to let his cock out. Hard, throbbing, and already leaking with precum.

In his bloodshot eyes, a relief swirled floatingly. “Oh! I dare not! Not till I have gouged your eyes and flayed you alive. Worry not, I have a lot of things in store for you. I hope you will like that!” Steven was genuinely happy. He has hardly met with any setbacks, so being poisoned was a thorn stuck in his heart. Now, he could exact his revenge and give tenfold to the perpetrator. Who wouldn’t be happy in such a situation? “Bring everyone here,” Steven spoke succinctly. A warrior handed a robe to the starkly naked Leader. The dusty Alpha was left naked though. Nobody cared about him. To them, he was a prisoner.

“Meet Francesca — Salvatore’s weapon. Francesca, these are Ethan and Dre. Interesting characters, aren’t they?” She barely looked at me. Her contempt was obvious. I resolved to keep my guard up; in this game, only the smart survived. “Ryne is part of one of the small neighborhood gangs,” Vincent continued. “But bigger gangs have put bets on taking you down. Either you strike first, or they do.” “Oh… sh!t,” Dre muttered under his breath. ♠️ MARLENE ♠️ “Hey,” I said to Ruby as we exchanged cheek kisses. I noticed the emptiness in her eyes — the sparkle she once had was gone.

He pointed at the people around him and shouted, “I’m the heir of the Morgan family, so you’d better watch out! Don’t you dare bump into me!” The people around him complied, acting deferentially and staying out of his way. I scoffed. Although Dreamscape had been shut down, Steven was still addicted to impersonating me. I strode over and grabbed a glass of ice water from a table. I splashed it on his face. “Steven Anders!” I called. Steven looked up and glared at me with rheumy eyes. “You!” Once he realized it was me, his temper cooled down immediately. He muttered, “I’m leaving. I’m leaving now!”