Simon Ghost Riley Novels & Stories

With a mischievous grin, he revealed his ability to mimic the faces of others, his features shifting and morphing with uncanny ease. Two figures emerged from the Crescent Claws ranks, their faces hidden beneath cloaks of shadow. Ryan, the master of branches and seeds, and Dray, the shadow hunter, revealed themselves, their presence sending a wave of unease through the gathered clans. The Silver Paw clan and the Moonstone clan exchanged wary glances, their hands instinctively reaching for their weapons.

She had stood in the garden, smiling gently. Simon stared at it, his fingers tightening until the photo crumpled into a wrinkled mess. "Send the order," he said coldly. "Search the entire city for Gracie Green. I want her—dead or alive." Connor saluted and left. Simon returned to the bathroom doorway, leaning against the wall, and slowly slid down to the floor. He stayed still like that through the night.

Simon was indignant; he pointed at Darryl as his body shook in anger. Pfft! Simon staggered backward and vomited a mouthful of blood. He was well-learned and also an elder from the Artemis Sect. What a shame if an unknown young man had defeated him. What a shame! "Hubby!" Summer was startled; she hurried to support Simon. The crowd was also taken aback, and they had gathered around Simon. "Elder Crescent..." "Elder Crescent, are you okay?" Many of them were shocked, and their gazes at Darryl were different from before that.

Sharon's sleep deprived self asked ruefully. "Sharon, this is serious." Geneva was almost hyperventilating. "I think, I, oh my; I think I've fallen in love with a ghost."

Gavin shot back his drink and flipped Piercy off as he tossed his head back and laughed. “Black.” Tossing the card over, I took a long breath before looking around. “Simon, show the group that tattoo you got when I was there that summer.” “Fuck that.” He shot back his drink as Stacy died laughing. “It’s a-” “NO!” Simon covered her mouth with his hand. “BUTTERFLY!” I finished, as he looked at me. Instantly, I got up and ran over to Piercy and sat down on his lap. “You can’t touch me here.”

He didn’t close the space between us, just stayed close enough that I could feel the ache in him to do more. Simon came running into view, his jacket torn and smeared with blood. His eyes landed on me, narrowed with something between urgency and worry. "Have you seen any changes in the vampire civilians? Any shifts in behavior, anything strange?" he asked, before his gaze flicked to Richard and stayed there. "She heard something," Richard said, his voice low but unsteady. "Inside the signal." Simon stopped mid-step. "What did you hear?" "Not words," I said. "Feelings. Sorrow, grief, memories that didn’t belong to me."

Simon glared haughtily at Esther. “I’m in the geomancy market’s Empire Hall, Silas…” he began. “Someone named Esther John is trying to trick my money out of me. I need your help. You…” “Hello? Hello?” “What did you say, Uncle? The signal’s getting weak…” Beep, beep, beep! The call ended right after. Simon froze. He dialed the number a few more times, but the busy tone would always play. Without Silas’s help, he had no idea how to deal with the situation.

she thought. “Yes, you said you wanted to see me,” Simon was casually dressed, sitting down with a glass of wine on the table which he was drinking from. “What do you want to tell me?” he asked. Riley was wearing a big and long, blue dress, designed to be easily taken off. She stood there, staring at Simon with a seductive smile on her face while he sipped from his wine glass. “You’re just about to find out,” she replied. She pulled off her gown, revealing a black, lacy lingerie while Simon furrowed his brows, “Really? Is this what you want to tell me?”

Ó Riley looked at Celia when he said it, and she gritted her teeth, not quite sure if to be angry or amused. Simon had a grin on his face as Riley ran his finger along the detectiveÕs cheek before taking his hand away quickly as if remembering where they were. HeÕd been giving serious thought to hitting on her though she seemed too prim and proper for his taste; now, he was glad he hadnÕt put his foot in his mouth. ÒYou want something?Ó

"Please make sure you call me if anything like this happens again. Scarlett needs all the protection she needs. As far as I know, Raven hasn't bonded with her yet." Avery nodded. "That would be on the next full moon." "Yeah." Simon gave a little wave as he found himself leaving. Once outside the house, he took a deep breath and transformed right there before running into the woods. The girls had found their way to Scarlett's room while Mia went to hers.