Simon Ghost Riley Face Novels & Stories

She asked with a pretentious smile on her face. "It's allowed," Grey said with a shrug. The music came on again, and some of the guests were on the dancefloor. Vivian would not let go of Grey, and Maya walked over to the serving area. "I see you've hooked him quite deep," She heard the cold harsh voice of Riley behind her, and the hair at the nape of her neck stood up. She turned around to see a crossed looking Riley behind her with a fake platonic smile on her lips.

He found that weird so he turned to look at Simon. And there, Simon was staring at him like he saw a ghost. "Are you alright? Look I know you consider Celia your younger sister but I still need to find this out. So please, I need the result even tonight," before the king's birthday, he said while touching Simon's rigid body. He left Simon and entered his bathroom to shower. He failed to see the real look behind that ghosted look on Simon's face or perhaps he just pretended he didn't see anything or interpreted the look wrongly.

Simon looked up from his computer. Simon was six-foot-three, had sharply defined brows, a straight nose, and a pair of deep, cold yet mesmerizing eyes. Overall, he was ridiculously stunning. He glanced at me briefly, his expression indifferent. "No." Dr. Wilson, who was sitting across from him, raised his head in surprise. "Dr. Lawson, weren't you—" Simon shot him a sharp look, and Dr. Wilson promptly swallowed the rest of his sentence. Josie pressed on. "Then are you going out for dinner?"

William stated with a wink. As he turned to leave, he saw the blank look on Simon’s face staring at the laptop screen in front of him. “Simon? What’s wrong?” William asked. “Is that my face?” Simon asked, pointing at his screen.

He wanted to drill this message into his head so that the next time he thought about touching Elena, he remembered this night. Richard glared at him, spitting blood to the floor. “Fuck you, Simon. I swear to God, I’ll—” Simon chuckled humorlessly, shaking his head. “You just don’t learn, do you?” He gestured for one of his men to step forward. He did as he was told. Simon gave him a nod. Without wasting a second, the man punched Richard’s face so hard that Simon could hear the bones crack.

She seemed tired but still beautiful like he had remembered. The look on Sabrina's face was like she was finding it hard to believe that Simon was actually the one standing right in front of them. Simon smiled when he noticed the huge smile that was beginning to creep on his mate's face and the bond he felt at that time was angelic. "Cupcake," he called as he watched her drop the ax to her grip before strolling towards him. Simon knew that the look on her face was of a person who had seen a ghost. She gazed at him without saying a single word but he already knew that she had a lot of questions to ask but right now she wanted him to say something, just anything to show that it was really him.

“Damn!” Simon saw a man in the crowd who was wearing a hood and a facemask. He looked at Luna, who was still talking to the police. He looked back at the man in the hood, and then it took off the facemask. Simon’s eyes got bigger when he realized who the man was. It wears the facemask back. When Luna touched him, he was surprised. What exactly is it? Luna asked, after noticing that Simon had turned pale. “Rafael... I saw Rafael..” Simon said.

Turned his head just enough to look at me from the side. And he smiled. “I finally found the one thing the great Ghost Knife fears,” he whispered, like it was a secret gift. “Tell me who sent you.” I stayed silent. Jaw locked. Arms trembling. “One last chance,” he growled. Still nothing. The next second, my face plunged into the freezing water. The shock hit me like a bullet. I kicked, twisted, tried to scream, but bubbles were the only answer. My lungs begged. My mind screamed. Then he yanked me up. My coughs came out in wet sobs.

“Hey, you two! You’ve been shoving your sweet romance into everyone’s faces since the family meeting! Now you’re doing it again! As if we don’t know how to!” Having said that, Jim put an arm around Riley’s neck, pulled her close to him, and left a deep kiss on her lips! Riley was not prepared at all and immediately flushed. Seeing that, Sharon took the chance to push Simon away. She wanted so badly to applaud Jim for doing that. She imitated Riley’s tone from before, asking, “Riley, why is your face so red?” “I like it when she does that, it’s too cute!” Jim pushed her chin up, his lips curling in a teasing smirk.

His facial expression screamed fear. A bout of fear surfaced in Simon's heart. "What?" He whispered in return and took a step back. Prothero suddenly covered his mouth as if he wanted to barf and fearfully whispered. "There. That person putting on white has blood oozing from his mouth and his stomach. I think it's a gh…." "Ghost." Simon suddenly completed, and his eyes widened in shock. Immediately, Simon felt a bout of nausea hit him hard, and he felt sick.