Simon Ghost Riley Face Novels & Stories

That way, he could establish himself as the rightful spouse in front of everyone while making me give up on Willow for good. It was quite a calculated plan. Simon gradually calmed down. It was obvious that I had hit the mark. Willow looked at him in astonishment. "When did you find out who he was?" Biting his lip, Simon confessed everything. "After the surgery yesterday, some of the medical staff came out. Dr. Stuart happened to be changing his mask, and I saw his face through the crack in the door. I'll never forget that face, even if I die!" He glared at me viciously, but his hand gripped Willow's sleeve tightly. It seemed as if he was afraid she would leave him the very next second.

Then I get exactly what this is. Simon seems to fall apart right in front of me. He lets out a bloodcurdling wail, rakes his hair above his ears with raspy fingers, and starts clawing at his head and face as his eyes go bloodshot over and all of his skin turns deathly pale. As though trying to peel off a mask or an invisible head covering. Jerking around in a circle and stumbling backward away from thin air. He slaps out at nothing, grabs his head again, and presses palms over his ears. Shaking and stumbling like he’s battling something we can’t see. Something horrifying.

CIARA'S POV The reporters were still outside. Their voices carried through the front gates. "Mrs. Hale!" "Is the video real?" "Did you leave with Cain Hale?" I shut the car door harder than I meant to. The noise didn't stop. Camera flashes bounced off the mansion windows. The front door opened before I reached it. Simon stood there. His tie was gone. His sleeves were rolled up. For the first time since I'd known him, he looked tired. "You took your time."

His fingers trembled slightly as he turned the envelope over, breaking the seal with careful precision. Inside, a single photograph slid out. He stared at it, breath catching in his throat. Maya. Standing beside young Gemini, both smiling.He stared at it for a long while. Then, slowly, he turned and looked at the window—though he had shut the curtain, he knew someone was watching. "She's not dead," he whispered to himself. And the silence outside seemed to agree. *************************** Simon stared at the painting in front of him—a portrait of a young girl with stormy eyes, gazing into a garden that wasn't hers.

This man appeared to hold a significant position within the Simmons. "Oh my, who are you two cutie pies?" the man began. Hesper clicked her tongue, snorted twice, and teased Riley, "Ms. Cutie Pie, this gentleman is asking for your name..." Riley's expression was cold as he glanced at the man. Instead of using his usual false voice, he spoke in his naturally masculine tone, "Get lost." Hesper couldn't help but chuckle softly. The man's smile froze instantly, and he noticed Hesper's mocking expression. Enraged, he demanded, "Who are you two, and why have you snuck onto the Simmons' property? Guards, seize them both!"

She got startled then turned her head and glared at him. Riley was a girl version of Gavin. She had long wavy black hair that reached past her shoulders. Her features were soft yet, a bit edgy if you looked hard to get a proper look. She had the same emerald eyes just like her brother. "Don't do that," Riley hissed. Chuckling, Gavin just shook his head. "Sorry," he said. "Listen, I need you to do a makeover on Sydney." Riley sprung up from her seat to walk over to me. It was rather uncomfortable as she eyed me like a scientist, assessing for abnormalities.

I wince because it hurts… I want to complain however, someone hauls Simon's hand, to release from my shoulder. I think that I stopped breathing, as I saw the one who helped me was none other than Razel, itself. The one that I've been avoiding. Now the two were glaring at each other, I could imagine that there was a fire between them because of the intense look at each other. "new student? did you know me?" Simon said, while gritting his teeth, he easily removed the hands of Razel still held at him. "Do you think that I care about who you are? The matter was, I'm going to rip your heart out if I see you again near this girl? tsk," Razel let out with a dominated tone.

Complementing it were his high nose bridge. This ghost looked every bit like a businessman. His attire fuelled that suspicion. Maybe he was one before his death. His poker face expression was an A plus. Maybe it was the fact that he was a ghost or it was just his deadly pale lips or his ashen body that made his whole face which lacked expression, deadly.

Simon asked while sitting down in the seat next to Ally. “Well, if you must know, Rachel has a date today,” Ally said, playfully hitting my shoulder. “Oh!” exclaimed Simon, “Ooh, is it Sean?” His tone mocking like a 12-year-old girl, voice fluctuating. “He sure is one cute guy,” he continued, teasingly. Ally and I honked. I swear that’s what it sounded like. Simon did a horrible job imitating a little girl with that crazy deep voice of his.

Riley said. The stranger stared into her eyes for a few seconds, and then he also let out a sigh. The next moment... The next moment, he slowly removed his black mask, revealing his stunningly handsome face. This face with emerald green eyes... Riley is so familiar with it. His removing his mask confirmed Riley's suspect was actual. It was not something totally unexpected. But, still, the moment his face came into her view, her eyes grew wider, and her breath began to get uneven.