Fear Street Simon Novels & Stories

“But what about him?” My eyes turned instinctively to Simon. He stood just a few feet away, chest still heaving from our walk, his golden skin glowing with threads of silver and green that shimmered like a waking storm. His aura pulsed visibly now—his power was leaking out, unfiltered and raw. And he had no idea how to stop it. I felt it through the bond before I saw it in his eyes. Not panic. Fear. Not of me—never of me—but of himself. Of what he might do. What he might become.

her son came running down the hall with his arms open wide toward her, tears streaming down his cheeks and a terrified expression on his face “There’s a ghost outside the window!” “What…?” “It’s not a ghost!” Serena came running right after him, looking alarmed as well “It’s a guy! His huge and smells funny! Just like us!” she said, a hint of curiosity in her words, while Simon just jumped into Deborah’s arms “And he has silver eyes just like mine!” “Oh, Goddess…” Dawn whined softly. “Mommy… Mommy will check on this for you two. If it’s a bad man, I’ll throw him out.” She kissed Simon’s forehead, before handing him over to Hattie “Stay here with your uncles for a minute, okay? I’ll be right

Amanda was obviously scared by how Simon is acting at the moment. She never thought that the handsome male she always desired will look this furious and scary enough to make his blood rush in fear. She wanted to be free from Simon's grip, because the bulkier male's furious aura was sinking in her system and is now sending shivers to her spine. Amanda's face showed pain and fear. ''L-let me go first... And I'll tell you...'' Simon heaved a deep breath and finally released Amanda. ''Tell me everything. Now.''

Laura clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. "Simon, do you have no shame?" But before she could react, he pinned her hands behind her and pressed his lips onto hers. She was about to resist when he whispered threateningly, "Laura, bite me again, and you'll see what happens." For some reason, even after they separated, she still feared him. Her fear of Simon felt innate as if it was etched into her bones. He murmured as he kissed her, "You might be able to tolerate the sounds, but I… can't."

Jax looked at me with a serious expression. “Of course I do! I wasn’t born yesterday! It means when you’re scared of something, like I fear my father for example.” I through my hands up in the air. Jax chuckled and took my face in his hands softly making me look directly at him. “No honey. The word fear is more of an acronym.” I scrunched my face up in confusion. “Ok now you got me 38 shades of confuzzled fucked. Explain yourself.” Jax laughed and dropped his hands. “You’ve been hanging around Alida WAY to long hun. She’s rubbing off on you.” He said as he got up to get a pen and paper.

That didn't encourage him so much, though, and Sam had to resist the urge to protect them. Ordon led him to Sebestian office and opened the door, entering first. Sam followed, and pulled up short at the sight of Simon slumped on the couch, head hanging forward as blood trickled slowly from his mouth and the gash on his neck. His entire front was drenched in blood, so much so that there was probably barely left in his body. Slight whistling wheezed from his lips. "Simon." Sam immediately whipped his gaze to the desk where a letter opener was laid out, and he snatched it up without hesitation. "Hold on, okay?" He crossed the room, sitting next to the human and drawing the sharp instrument alon

“That’s the most ridiculous excuse I have ever heard.” This time, there was a long, silent moment. Simon stayed quiet, pressing his lips into a firm line while his eyes remained fixed on her. Carmen wondered if she had finally been able to break through his calm exterior, if she had annoyed him enough to reveal his true, ugly face. The thought of the old Simon from the cruise sent a chilling shiver down her spine. But despite the fear that he might try something like that again, she held her ground, not wanting to appear as if she were at his mercy. But then he rose from the couch, to his full, glorious height and walked around the coffee table. His hands slid into the pockets of his pants,

he said confidently. In the blink of an eye, Simon vaulted past Kelly, flung open the window, and leaped onto the balcony. His speed was so incredible that Kelly could only watch in shock. She opened her mouth to speak, but Simon's fierce look stopped her, and with a swift chop to her neck, everything went dark.

“Sort of.” “Oh, come on, Jess!” “Your mate can be shit scary where you are concerned,” She cried out. “My lies are no good when his eyes start glinting. I swear he is scarier than Reed.” I covered my face with my palms, a bit annoyed but unable to deny the truth in her words. they can be assholes when they want to. “When does the food arrive?” “In a bit. Why did Alpha Simon want to see you though?” “He thinks his home is haunted.”

“What things, Simeon? You’ve been having nightmares, I get that. But this isn’t you. This is... paranoia.” “No,” Simeon snapped, shaking his head violently. “It’s real. I’m telling you, Jaxon, I can feel it. They’re coming for us. I saw them. I saw their eyes.” Mimi stood, crossing the room to place a hand on Simeon’s shoulder. “It’s okay, you’re safe here. You’re not alone.” But Simeon jerked away, his eyes wild. “I’m not safe! No one is!” His voice cracked with desperation. “I can’t shake it. This isn’t just a nightmare anymore. It’s happening. It’s happening now.”