Simon Blackburn Think Novels & Stories

He simply smirks at Forsyth, "Didn't know you were a pussy," Simon taunted. Forsyth released his grip and backed away. He tilted his head and looked out of the cavern. "Say hello to my dear friend." With this, he left the cavern at a high level of speed. The smirk on Simon's lips crumples. He couldn't believe the blackwink that awakened was Forsyth's blackwink. Blackwink wasn't just the name of an object or a sculpture, it was a name four sets of people gave themselves. And among all four, Forsyth was the most cunning.

"We are all in this together. If the king dies, we are all doomed. If he wakes up, we are saved. So cut the crap and talk to me." "I don't take orders from you, need I remind you?" Thomas asked, turning to resume his search in his basket. "Searching for this?" Simon asked, shaking the vial in his face. Thomas stretched to grab the vial from him but Simon was fast to tighten it in his fist and pocket it. "Never try to blackmail a man you know nothing about." Thomas chuckled. "Just like Diana used to say; if you want to outsmart a smart man, you have to outthink him."

Simon sighed, crestfallen “I don't want to give her any more reason to think that my intentions towards you are not good. And, you know what everyone thinks when a couple our age travels alone...” “What does everyone think?” she asked, though it was pretty clear she already knew the answer. “Uh... Do you want to see my first theoretical book on programming?” Simon asked, nervously, moving away from her to go to the bedside table almost eaten by termites "I found it when I was a kid, in the garbage of a college that I passed by on my way back from school..."

The meeting started, and Miss Pepper and I started taking notes. Get it? Cause she’s red in red: “I don’t think your suggestion makes any sense,” Damien said to Adrian for what seemed to be the hundredth time in thirty minutes. “This is a tech company, I expected more,” Damien added, his gaze shifting to me for a few minutes before they went back to Adrian. Adrian had a forced smile on his face, but I could see a vein popping in his forehead. If care is not taken, he might explode. “So what do you suggest, Mr. Blackwood?” Adrian asked, the same forced smile on his face.

“Your brother is a dangerous man, Elena. If he wants something, he gets it, no matter what. It’s just who he is.” “But why would he do this? Why would he blackmail you? Why would he want to harm you?” Simon shook his head. “He doesn’t want to harm me. He just wanted me to back off, and for that to happen, he was ready to cross any lines.” “But I still don’t get it. How did he—?”

I say with a scoff, and he chuckles. “You have a point. But whoever it is, has a connection with us,” he says, and I nod my head at that conclusion. But it begs the question of who and why? “Maybe Bobbi can find out? But if she does, then what will you do?” he continues and I know what I would have to do. “Simon is the best at this hacker crap, so if she finds something, then I think we can assume that Simon is against us.” I tell him and he looks at me, but I notice his hand tighten around his cutlery.

He asked and Simon nodded. “I did, but I do not care. You can do whatever you want. I can’t be blackmailed into causing harm to the company.” Simon declared firmly with a straight face. "Then you should be ready to lose everything, including your company," Josh said with anger and Simon chuckled lightly.

Becky might be friendly on the outside, but deep inside, Maya wasn’t sure if she could trust her either. ~~~ Inside his house, Simon placed his phone down slowly after ending the call. A cold smile spread across his face as he leaned back on the chair. His face was dark with evil thoughts as he muttered to himself, “Finally… finally the right opportunity has shown itself.” He stood up and walked around the room, thinking deeply, then let out a soft laugh. “That anniversary party…” he whispered. “Everyone important will be there. Steve will be there… Gabby, too.”

Jeremy said patiently, "I'm with Mr. Blackwood all day, and I can tell you for sure that he doesn't care about Phoebe at all. You and I can both tell how badly Connor treats her, yet Mr. Blackwood still thinks that they're doing fine. What does that say? That he's never really paid attention to her. It's all just for show." Simon wanted to argue, but he couldn't think of anything solid. Jeremy said, "You're better off believing that Mr. Blackwood likes men than thinking he'd fall for a woman." He looked so sure that Simon began to doubt himself. "Seriously?" "I'll take your last name if it's not true." Simon fell silent. Had everything he'd done been in vain? If he was wrong about this, then

“What am I, some kind of science experiment?!” Simon’s eyes narrowed. “You’re a potential threat. And threats need to be contained. Besides, think of all the good you would be able to do for our community if you work with the Elders rather than against us,” he went on, as if trying to appeal to my better nature. That was it. I had been right all along.