Novelas y relatos de Simon Blackquill

' A smirk played on his lips as he opened the message. Accompanying the photo was a taunting caption. “Thinking you can assist me in winning Hunter over? Perhaps I should be consulting him instead of you. They make quite the pair, don't they?” Simon's vision blurred with a haze of fury. Just like his brother, he couldn't ignore the evident closeness between Christine and this mystery man. "Who is this?" he typed back. The reply came swiftly, dripping with derision. “Didn't you know about her 'personal assistant'? His name is Jake Black.”

one of the young men muttered angrily, looking at Reiss in her car. The other young man nodded in agreement and suggested, "Let's follow her and show her what happens when she messes with us." These two young men, named Cliff and Marlin Black, were cousins of Simon and part of the Black family. They had set their eyes on Reiss when she appeared near the Battle Warrior Department. Simon’s death greatly impacted the Blacks and they could not tolerate the humiliation. Cliff immediately made a phone call and quickly arranged for several people to follow Reiss. ***

He informed, a smile forming on his lips. Liam raised his eyebrows, a bit confused. Why was this guy telling him his name, when he already knew? "Yeah, I know that," Liam replied, with a casual expression. "Anyways, what did you want to discuss?" He asked, curiously. Staring at Simon as if he was trying to read his mind. Simon smirked, exposing his gold teeth, and then he walked over to Liam, "I'm the head of the biker gang." Simon smugly said as he looked into Liam's eyes. Thinking Liam was now feeling afraid of him.

Simon snickers, "That just because there's that in the room, I can't hear what you're saying. That I can't come in here and finish the job?" Alex looks back at me again, "What is he talking about?" "Hell," Simon laughs, "It's in the middle of the room! As long as I don't step on that red circle I am free to do anything I like." "You know," I smirk, "Before you say that, you may just want to look up." Simon slowly raises his head and glares at the ceiling. "Oh dear," Simon mutters, "It appears I am stuck." His eyes flash black and I quickly lunge forward, stabbing the syringe into Simon's chest. He lets out a haunting scream and falls to the floor.

Simon put on his shoes, lips pursed in thought. He had debated getting the black boots or the brown ones but decided to go for the grey ones because they matched his outfit. The omega stood up, nodding appreciatively at the way his grey sweater accentuated his slim physique. He looked cute. "Where are you going?" Simon raised a brow at his brother. "Outside." "Outside, where?" his brother pressed. "Is it with Kyle?" The omega sighed, rolling his eyes. "It's with my friends."

"Save this party from itself." I bumped fists with Simon on the way by. He'd done as he was told, dressed in black, down to what looked like polished dress shoes. The whole getup, combined with his dark hair, pale skin and black-rimmed glasses made him look like an anemic baby vampire with no taste in clothing. "Hey, Syd." His nose wiggled his glasses back up into place.

A smirk crawled unto his features as he stretched out a hand for me and I just stared in awe, his words sinking in. Damon Blackwood, as in Black Empire Blackwood. The self made billionaire, that's impossi- I quickly slid my hand into his, realising I had left him hanging. Bad first impression Jasmine! You idiot!! I mentally scolded myself, I needed this job. Don't fuck it up! Don't fuck it up! I played those words in my head like a song on repeat. 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍 Her skin felt like velvet against mine. I had to resist the urge to take her hands to my lips to kiss them and appreciate her effortless beauty.

Lord Umi “CASS 2.0!” Simon is here “sire, please calm down” “calm down! Do you see what she has done Simon?!” “yes sire I have but is this not what we wanted?” “yes it is what we wanted but it is happening before we are ready! We do not nearly have enough man power to carry out what our plans Simon this is premature! Tell her to stop this now!!”

Grinning, they wielded sticks and swiftly closed in on him. "W-What are you doing?" Simon's eyes widened. He instantly sobered up. "Can't you tell? We're here to rough you up." Just then, someone struck Simon's back with a stick, causing him to crumple to the ground. Coughing, he growled, "Do you know who I am?" His bones seemed to have cracked under the pressure. Huddled on the ground, he continued shouting at them out of pride, "I'm an attorney—the legal counsel of the Beckett Group. The president of the Schmidt Group is my good friend too! Lay a finger on me, and you'll be as good as dead in Solana City. I'll make sure you end up behind bars."

“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—?”