Simon Fairy Tail Novels & Stories

“But I’d like to see you do…whatever it is this thing is!” “Tempting,” he tilts his head as if considering sashaying in front of me in 6” heels, “but I don’t think we know each other well enough for that yet.” Hearing this, Simon coughs on a piece of popcorn, his face turning red as he struggles to regain air. He takes a big gulp of water and holds up his arms. “I’m okay!” he announces. “Congratulations,” Zephyra yawns. “Nobody cares.” Everyone else in the group sniggers.

Simon said to her. “Yes, but I need Simone to tell me where he went to and you know she won’t spill it so easily.” Simon kept on doing what he was doing without looking at her and after a few seconds, Sapphire scoffed and said, “You know, at first, I thought you were going to be sympathetic, but you proved that you are still the same Simon I knew. Already, you don’t have to worry about Sage taking over as the leader because desertion means death, but you know, Sage is my creation and as his creator, I won’t allow anything happen to him. He belongs to me.”

Hence their current forms and fragmented memories. With that thought in mind, Aria observed Simon and asked, "What exactly are you?" "Me?" Simon's intelligence showed in his quick understanding. "I suspect I'm a turtle–maybe the White Aegis." Aria raised an eyebrow. "The White Aegis?" Simon nodded. "Maybe. I love water as it makes me feel safe. I've been comfortable during all this rain recently." "Remember that boy from the garbage heap? What do you think he was?" Aria glanced sideways.

“So sit down, and wait.” “Excuse you?” I said sharply. “You don’t talk to me like that.” He scoffed. “I don’t care what level you hold here, but I outrank you in every way.” Something in me snapped. “Who the hell are you even?” He stared at me flatly. “Simon, the Deputy Commander of the entire Lycan Realm. Now please, sit your ass down.” I had so much to say, but I swallowed it all. Endure it. I reminded myself. Just endure it until you’re out of this place.

Cleo couldn't help but sigh at the sight. Simon has been restless since the last thing he saw on the screen was the rescue squad getting swallowed by a sandstorm. He was advised to stay in the wheelchair by the healer, but he began striding back and forth in long strides. "Simon, you need to relax. They most certainly entered through a portal, as this is a mutant monster's lair. It happens now and then." Simon was aware of it, but his trauma was causing him to become restless. In his mind, he could see the team's dead bodies lying limp and lifeless on the floor.

"Solomon, aren't you going to introduce me to your friend? Your freezing cold friend?" Solomon rolled his eyes as he stood up straight. Layla turned to face Simon and said before Solomon had the chance, "Layla Undertow." Simon extended his right hand and Layla shook it with her own. "I'm sorry, I thought it was Littlefyre now?" He asked. Layla pursed her lips together and replied shortly, "I was never a Littlefyre." "Oh, I thought he was your mate? Aren't you the Thundermoon Luna?" Simon pressed.

Ace said in a loud voice. "That bastard deserves that coma. How weak can he be to lose control of his powers, and he calls himself a prince? He is a joke and when he wakes up—that's if he wakes up—he will no longer have a place here." Simon smiled with devilish relish as he took his sword out to attack Ace. "If you won't join me then I will just have to cripple you.". "Do your worst pig!" Ace yelled back, getting ready to take on Simon. "You disrespectful–" but before he could attack Ace, Adrian stopped his sword, placing himself inbetween Ace and Simon.

It feels like no time at all and also a fucking eternity before the elevator at the end of the hall pings. The corridor floods with soldiers in dark formal uniforms, a wall of polished armour and cold steel. King Simeon strides out from the centre of them, immaculate in a black tux, long blond hair loose around his shoulders. He’s a striking male. Then again, all the fae are. It still puts my teeth on edge. He crosses the distance with smooth, unhurried steps. Daemon meets him halfway and they hug briefly before turning toward us. “Simeon, this is Aiden, Tobias’s Beta. Jasper, his Gamma. Marcus, his Delta,” Daemon says. “Guys, this is King Simeon.”

Simon complained as he felt rather betrayed at the thought of sharing information, or any findings they had to the enemies. "I know it's hard Simon. But sometimes, we need to co-operate and let some information slip to gain more. But don't worry about this, Seth and I will be the ones in charge of this. All you need to do is to play along with us and ensure we're not at a disadvantage while confronting the Fairy Clan. With Team and Rose, I know they can do that. They are awfully good at smelling others bloodlust. And I need you Rose, to control these two war freaks, alright?" Ash said in a gentle yet firm voice as he steadied his gaze on her. The two just stared at each other for a minute, u

Lucius asked without looking back. Simon was previously Lucien’s right-hand demon and was then assigned to be the main demon of Athwart in our absence. "[We found Prince Alastor, my king. He was taken and chained to the dungeon. Would you like to meet him now?]” Simon stated, and Lucius turned around to face him, taking me with him. "[Yes. Go ahead and make room for us in there. Make sure he is isolated from the rest.” Simon didn’t answer but tipped his head down before disappearing.