Novel & Cerita Simon Ghost Riley X Reader He Yells At You

her son came running down the hall with his arms open wide toward her, tears streaming down his cheeks and a terrified expression on his face “There’s a ghost outside the window!” “What…?” “It’s not a ghost!” Serena came running right after him, looking alarmed as well “It’s a guy! His huge and smells funny! Just like us!” she said, a hint of curiosity in her words, while Simon just jumped into Deborah’s arms “And he has silver eyes just like mine!” “Oh, Goddess…” Dawn whined softly. “Mommy… Mommy will check on this for you two. If it’s a bad man, I’ll throw him out.” She kissed Simon’s forehead, before handing him over to Hattie “Stay here with your uncles for a minute, okay? I’ll be right

Oh boy. Taking in a deep breath, determination flooding her, she walked all the way to the bedroom without turning back. Closing the door, she released her breath. Opening the door by a crack, she peeped through. Geneva gasped sharply and reflexively closed the door again but with a bang. He was still in that same rigid position but his eyes were directed towards the bedroom door. He is doing this eerie... thing on purpose right? Sending the door wide open now, she stepped out looking directly at him. "Ehm, I'm about to uhm, you know, take a bath and stuff. Being a descent uhh ghost *clears throat*..."

I opened my mouth and let out a scream that would have made any horror movie actress proud. It was high, terrified, and filled with exactly the kind of pain and fear that would make Xenois believe I was being attacked by wild rogues. The sound echoed through the forest, and I saw Riley flinch at the volume and intensity of it. But he didn't break character, didn't question why I was screaming when I was standing safely by the cars. A/N: For those who thought Riley escaped in the last chapter. Have some tissues. Also shamelessly asking y'all to check out my books.

the voice is gruff and thick, dripping with sarcasm. “I don’t want to watch how you are tormenting her, Reed. I want her back. I saw the proof of her safety you sent and I didn’t like it.” A silence falls over and he replies, “My name is Ghost,” the man says, almost offended. “You get to talk to Reed when the time is right. Sweet Dreams. Meanwhile, we will keep her awake for the night.” “Wait,” I say, pressing the bridge of my nose. “You never offered me your discounted price,” I add lightly. Raylan was right. Their game is working and I am making myself look weak in desperation to save Riley from suffering.

The two girls looked at one another, Stacie bent her head, scratching the back of her neck, She refused to look at her friends again. Danielle walked closer to the window, looking to her left side, she saw some people, looking paler than usual, eight in number, she jumped back. Sweats immediately drowned her... Stacie wanted to look but Ruth held her back, raising her brows at her, "You're scared already, you'd faint if you saw that" she chuckled although she was scared too she hid it well, this time she took a deep breath and touched the handle of the door, turned it and it gave way. She looked outside the eight unusual people were still standing, the girls knew they were ghosts but they we

“I don’t know what game you’re playing, but I swear on everything, I will make you admit the truth.” I tilted my head, smiling. “You seem… stressed.” Simon’s hand twitched at his side. I was getting to him. Before he could say more, a voice cut in. “You must really enjoy embarrassing yourself, Simon.” I turned just as Xavier stepped into view, his face unreadable. Simon smirked “Ah. The mighty Xavier Hills finally shows up.” Xavier ignored the taunt. “You’re pathetic.” He said simply. “Crawling around, begging for scraps of attention from a woman who doesn’t even know you.”

“Then tell me what you’re hiding from me!” The edge on his words slices cleanly through my mind. I keep looking at my feet, and I feel my legs trembling, worried that I’ll lose control, that my legs are about to send me tumbling down the stairs, and then … Clamping my arm over my stomach, I shudder helplessly. Another man’s face flashes through my mind—different words, a different time, but all too similar to this. Simon is a ghoul who still haunts me. Every time I think I’m free from him, I realize I’m not.

I knew he'd be back to check up on me again, and that's when I'd attack. My ears picked up the sound of footsteps outside, and I readied myself. The door creaked open, and Simon stepped inside, his eyes scanning the room. I pounced, taking him down with a swift kick. He hit the floor, and I pinned him down, my extended claws at his throat. “Who. Is. Spencer?" I asked the question that'd been bugging me. Simon's eyes flickered, but he spoke calmly. “Two words: Crescent Shade.

“This isn’t happening!” Simon was shaking in anger. His eyes shifted black as he glanced down at me. I couldn’t help but laugh at his expense. “Xavier and Grim are probably dead by Luca by now.” Simon looked around before looking back at me. His hand pulled back and slapped me across the face. Blood filled my mouth from the large gap in my lip. “This isn’t over.” Simon’s hand went back to my throat and drug me along with him. “Does this make you feel better?” I spit a wad of blood on the ground.

“We don’t want it to know our plan.” She stared at him. “Is now really the time?” “Honestly? Probably yes.” She took a shaky breath. “Okay. If you’re about to die—which you’re not—I just want you to know I’ve had fun with you.” He snorted despite himself. “That’s… comforting.” “One, two—” The scorpion moved. Chelle yelped. Simon yelped louder. “Stay there!” he shouted, hopping back as the thing scuttled toward him.