Simon Grace Spiderwick Novels & Stories

As I was watching them enter my office, the warlock spoke “Alpha Minerva, My name is Simon Porter and this is my wife Celeste, we apologize for calling on you at such an hour, but we desperately need your help" “What could you possibly need the help of a wolf pack for?” I asked them. “Our 4-year-old little girl has been kidnapped,” replied Simon. “But that does not answer the question, why do you need the help of a wolf pack, let alone my pack?” “She was taken by wolves and they left this letter for us.”

Simon shrugged and continued, "Tell me I'm wrong, your attempt with the cyber brea…" Anna's brow went up at that, but he stopped halfway, not finishing his statement. "My what?" Anna asked. "I mean, all this is pointing at that one thing, Anna," Simon said instead. "At what exactly?" Anna asked, folding her hand on her chest. "The fact that you are here to worm your way back to me," Simon shrugged. The smile on Anna's face vanished as she took a step closer to him, putting their whole bodies mere inches from each other. "Simon Parker, it was your loss that you let me go five years ago; don't you ever think you've got even the slightest chance of me coming back to you after what you did?" Ann

Loria’s POV "MOMMY!" Anthony’s voice rang up through the house like a siren. "There's a spider on my dinosaur bed and it looked at me funny!" We both freeze. I pulled back just far enough to press my forehead against Simon’s and groaned. “I’m gonna kill that spider,” I muttered, closing my eyes. Simon laughed under his breath, resting his hand on the curve of my hip. “I’ll go if you want—” “We can both go. He’s missed you.” I sighed again, reluctant, then reached for a towel. “Rain check.”