Love Simon Book Novels & Stories

Before I could flee, my eyes met hers as she rode atop Simon. Her gaze was filled with the confidence of a predator who had claimed her prey. I lowered my lashes, turned away, and got into my car. I stopped to pick up the gift I had prepared for Spencer, so by the time I arrived at the Smith family home, Simon and I pulled in at the same time. When he opened his car door, I caught sight of used condoms scattered across the passenger seat. When he noticed the gift in my hands, the faint embarrassment on Simon’s face instantly twisted into smug satisfaction.

Whatever he said, I followed without question. Even as the girls around him came and went, I never cried or made a fuss. I even thoughtfully cleaned up the mess he left behind because I was obedient and sensible. That was how I stood out among all of Simon’s admirers. On every sleepless night, I liked tracing his eyes, his brows, his sharply defined jawline with my fingers… And secretly, in my heart, I missed someone else—Noah Wells. Simon’s friends often praised him for knowing how to handle a woman, and they complimented me on being gentle and understanding.

Simon walked back to his old spot and glared at Steven. "Is that true? A gift for his lover? Hmmm. Romantic I see." His eyes were locked at Henry. After almost ten seconds. He said. "Alright. I will get going." After leaving the group of liars alone, Simon stormed back to his office. He couldn't help but keep thinking about the two brothers and the twins. Hearing the words from Stevens’s mouth, he was quick to realise that it was the bottle of blood that Catty had told him earlier.

Alice managed a smile after a moment. “Just you,” she whispered. “Lies,” he whispered back with a smile. “I recall you wanting to kiss your sister-in-law.” Alice’s smiled widened. “You got me,” “Your mischief is going to get you in trouble one of these days,” “I love trouble,” Alice purred. Food was forgotten after as Simon crashed his lips on her. Alice ran her hands over his chest. Her fingers grazed through the ridges of his abs. The kiss turned heated, and she was on her back with Simon caging her.

He still doesn't give his answer. I do wonder if he ever been in love with someone. Who the lucky girl is. Was it Emma? Because I couldn't blame him if he fell in love. With those mezmerizing eyes and pretty smile? If I rmebee that limiter they both in his room, it looks really obvious that she made him so happy that moment. Maybe, Simon fell in love with her. So what then? I couldn't be that girl. I never was. When I come back to my room. I change into a sports bra and just night short. When I get under the covers, I reveive a text from Sinamon. It has to be misspelled.

Lovie's point was noted and all was able to work accordingly even when the plan was about to fall out but we still used our intelligence to cover that up. ********( Simon residence) " What a nice time and day to enjoy myself" Simon stood outside the pack house with a smile in him and still his evil thoughts within me. He just looked honest and nice from his physical appearance but within him his a killer and destroyer of life. His hobby was killing and he hated peace in any single person life. He is a blood-sucking demon he uses female and male blood to bathe and enjoy then scream for their life. His phone buzzed right from his pocket then he dipped his hand into it with a smile and brought

Simon observed with a mix of surprise and amusement. I open my phone's front camera and see the marks she left on my body, confirming Simon's observation. Despite the situation, I can't help but smile at the memory of our intense encounter. I slouch into my president's chair, and Simon sits in the chair in front of me, staring at me expectantly, seeking explanations. "Was that a woman or a lioness?" Simon asked with a grin, knowing full well the effect Jane had on me. "A lioness, very wild, sexy, with the most incredible body I've ever seen, who can enchant me with just a look and is driving me crazy," I described, my voice filled with a mix of desire and frustration.

He shrugged indifferently, his eyes cold. "This isn't true." Simon fought back, "Fiona wouldn't do something like this to me. The pictures were clearly photoshopped." "I'll take my leave now, you figure it out with your nerd stepsister." Soren flashed a knowing look at me and I cringed at the sight. He had barely stepped out when I saw his message. ~Simon would need someone by his side tonight. You'll be all mine on Christmas. Remember I still have your pantie with me and one snitch, mom is just one call away.~

I sighed deeply, feeling the sting of her dismissal, and headed back to my room, my earlier resolve faltering. As soon as I opened the door, I was met with an unexpected sight: Simon, standing in the middle of the room, his expression dark and stormy. My eyes were immediately drawn to the item in his hand—the book I had hidden so carefully. Panic surged through me, my mind racing to come up with an explanation.

— Taste me now, go! Simon had the gift of putting me at bullet point with the dirty things he talked to me. It wasn't uncomfortable, on the contrary, it was stimulating, because I knew there was only love and desire between us. I left his mouth and went down his chest, alternating between light nibbles and hickeys. —Damn it Laura, I can't take it like this.