Simon Ghost Riley Novels & Stories

Once Stefan opened the door, Simon and Bruce walked in bolting the door behind them. "Hello Mr. Riley." Simon greeted with a warm smile. "You again." Stefan said, pointing at Bruce. He immediately remembered their encounter at Warren city when he tracked him down to retrieve the money he stole from Paige. "Me again Mr Riley." Bruce replied with an evil smirk. "Did you miss me?" He asked as Simon took a seat at Charles's former sitting position. Stefan looked from one man to the other, before his gaze finally settled on Simon. "Mr Riley," Simon called. "Please sit." He gestured to the seat. Stefan sat down immediately.

“Why should I hide from Jordan? How could he be able to help if I can’t be able to tell anything to him?” “He will find a way!” The bodyguard argued. “In the event that you are ready to show yourself, look for Anita Sterling! She is one of my most trusted friend. She has everything that you need! Hide, Ms. Rachel!” “In the event that you get to see my family again,” Simon continued with remorse finally in his voice. “Tell them that I love them. And I’m sorry for what I had done.” There was then a loud gunshot heard in the air and the car screeching and running carelessly as the signal of the phone came back, signifying that it’s out of the tunnel.

This time, Prothero's voice went low and shaky, spreading chills around Simon's system. Simon trembled twice, vividly affected by Prothero's words. The only ghost Simon liked was the one found in the video games, but when it comes to reality, Simon doesn't even want to hear the mention of ghosts. "STFU." Simon snorted unhappily yet pretended to be indifferent to the mention of a ghost. "Fine, I'm coming, you little jerk." Simon scowled angrily. "Right now?" Prothero arched his brows, not trusting Simon's words. He had always believed that he'd have to deepen his act before he could lure that person over!

Tion said. "Don't bother, Tion. Find her. I need her here as soon as possible," Simon yelled. "I will find her, sir," Tion responded. They both ended the call, and Simon grew worried because he needed his plans to succeed so badly. He was eager to exact revenge on Richard Maxwell. After a few minutes of lost in his thoughts, Simon returned to his work.

Humans don’t have as strong of a scent as werewolves do, but Riley always smells a bit like the ocean and key lime pie. “Ainsley, what’re you doing with this mutt? Are you keeping him as a pet?” Gavin’s gravelly voice sneers as he leans up against the lockers next to us. I look up to see him standing uncomfortably close. Jordan and Mark are right behind him snickering. “Fuck off, Gavin. Leave her alone.” Riley moves me behind him to confront Gavin. I see Gavin’s expression grow darker. “Or what? You gonna do something about it, mutt?”

Her eyes went wide with shock: tiny skeletal remains slipped out. She froze, watching in horror as the bones instantly shattered, turning to a fine dust that vanished before her eyes. Ghouls rushed forward, sickles raised to cleave her. Suddenly, Horan surged between them. He cursed with every ounce of his being, delivering a bone-jarring kick to the face of each attacker. "I don't give a damn about bad deeds in times like these!" he spat. "Jennet, get up!" Horan nudged her leg, his voice sharp with urgency.

Till the police stopped looking for him. “Get out of the car, Simon. I don’t hope we meet again, cause I might end up shooting you in the head,” Gonzalez grumbled. “Same goes for me mate,” Simon smiled victoriously, and alighted from the vehicle. Gonzalez pushed all the dead bodies of his men on the highway and zoomed off, before he did. Simon had crammed the plate number of the vehicle. He stood beside Diana and they stared at each other. “I’m -“ they both said the words at the same time......

Instead, he lit a cigarette. Hunter hadn't been able to answer his questions, but that didn't mean Grayson left empty-handed. Getting those drawings from Hunter was a good outcome, regardless. At the very least, Grayson could examine them. Before he could finish his cigarette, he received a call from Simon. "You had me treat a psycho today, Grayson. The guy behaved like a classic rich kid, all obnoxious and ignorant … " Simon argued. He clearly had had a bad experience. "Is he sick?" Grayson asked.

He was not worthy of being called a man. If he could possess someone’s body, the first thing he would do would be to beat that bastard Lucien senseless. Watching the small girl continue to cry softly, the ghost raised his hand and placed it gently on her back in comfort. Then he mocked himself for being childish. He was only a ghost. How could she possibly feel his consolation? Yet Elowen truly felt a cool sensation against her back. She immediately straightened up and looked around. Seeing no one, she quietly thought that she must be having hallucinations again.

“I’ve only seen a bit of what Roy is talking about, but it’s clear that Ian ain’t himself. Surely you could tell that when you took your walk. Did you see his eyes?” “I’m afraid I didn’t,” Adam confessed. “He was walking in front of me and rambling a bunch of nonsense over his shoulder. When he ended with telling me that the engagement was off, all I could see was red. I marched right back to Melody.” “We think there’s somethin’ supernatural going on,” Roy volunteered. Jackson ignored the doctor’s snicker. Of course, he wouldn’t believe in the supernatural. He was a man of science. He, on the other hand was not and was willing to consider all possibilities. “Like what?”