Novel & Cerita Simon Ghost Riley Unmasked

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.

So I go upstairs to the sundeck and call Simon the chief. "Good morning old friend, how are you doing?" I greeted him after he picked my call. Morning Riley, I'm cool, busy as usual, you know criminals never sleep so yeah....but what can I do for you my friend, hope you did not get robbed or anything?" "Nah not that....although a little girl stole my heart!....but she can keep it!" I smirk and Simon laughs hard. "Riley you never change! So who's the lucky girl?" "Yeah that's some story that goes with an ice cold beer but that's for

The masked man grumbled, standing up from the position where he had laid and rushing down to the beach. “Why didn’t you draw him a little closer?” “I did what I could,” Ryan responded rather harshly. “You’re going nowhere till that man his dead,” the masked man scoffed, panting. “What the fu -,” The thud sound again, and the pain surged through his nape making him lose consciousness once again. Simon removed the mask and inhaled the fresh air blowing around the lakeside, he was almost there, he felt like punching something, but there was nothing he could punch.

Uncertainty weighed heavily on their minds, and the absence of answers only deepened their unease. Finally, the masked individuals reappeared, and this time, they were without their disguises. Gabriella and Emily recognized them immediately. It was Tion Simon's bodyguard, their trusted friends. The room was filled with a mixture of relief and astonishment. Tion's expression carried a blend of concern and determination, and then he began to explain, "Gabriella, Emily, I'm so sorry for the secrecy and the ordeal you've been through. We had to take extreme measures to protect you from a dangerous threat."

Bury her beneath rumors and warnings, make her a myth mothers told their daughters. My phone buzzed. Another report. “Failed again. Target protected by unknown male. Suspect: Simeon Moretti ”. I leaned back the smile spreading on my face. Simeon. That was unexpected. He was testing my patience. He was supposed to be a ghost, a myth of his own, the Bloody Vultures bloodline was as brutal as it was loyal.. But maybe Sarian had gotten under his skin too, maybe he loved her. Or maybe he was just as stupid as Julio. Either way I’d deal with him soon enough

Jiroo stifles a loud laugh while shaking his head as he's gathering his babies from the enemy's neck. "Of course." I said smugly. Simon used his ring to finally seal the papers and with his trembling hands, he handed me the paper and I smiled at him genuinely. "Thank you so much!" I said sincerely and as I turned around, Simon was already choking and blood spurting out of his neck, he was trying to stop the bleeding while catching his breath. "Sorry but you are the target." I said as I looked over my shoulder and saw Simon's body fell on the ground with a loud thud as his head hit the floor, eyes open and staring at me in betrayal. "Rule number one, never trust a Demon assassin."

How should he explain the situation? Meanwhile, the smile on Simon’s face also froze. He thought defeating Shawn and Howard would guarantee his victory, but to his shock, a group of widows appeared. No matter how ruthless he was, there was no way he could claim they were fake, right? That would be suicidal. “I must think about what to do next.” Simon was getting anxious, but things were far from over! Even the South Regent spoke up. “Nobody knows better than me who the Grand Marshall’s mentee is. It’s Ethan Rivers! I’ve lost to him many times, and he’s also the man who killed my father. I’d recognize him, no matter what!”

——— Simon sat on the couch, staring at the screen of his phone, his jaw clenched tight, waiting for the location Elena had sent to pop up on the map. He had left the Gala thirty minutes ago, telling Nina that he had some business to attend to. Of course, she had protested, but Simon didn’t waste any second. Mostly because he wasn’t exactly lying. He did have a business to attend to, and that business was currently on his knees, held by two of his men, bloody and bruised. Simon tossed his phone to the couch and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees as he fixed his eyes on none other than Richard kneeling in front of him, his lips curled into a smirk.

“Let’s go,” I whispered, clutching Richard’s hand. But he yanked it away. “We can’t just leave like this. Please, Lisa. We need to see the Alpha.” “Let’s gooo!” I snapped—louder than I meant to. The pain cracked through my voice like glass shattering. The door creaked open. Simon stepped out, shirtless and calm, Mira draped behind him like a poisonous shadow. Her smirk was pure venom, her eyes sharp enough to cut.

“You’re stuck with me now, Riley. Haunted houses, demons, whatever comes next… I’ll protect you and fuck you through all of it.” Riley smiled, adrenaline still buzzing. “I think I believe in ghosts now… because that was otherworldly.”