Simon Gurren Lagann Pfp Novels & Stories

His dark hair was styled in a carefree, messy manner, as if he had simply run his fingers through it and deemed himself ready to go. But then again, it was no surprise that Ronin had the aura of a celebrity, with sharp cheekbones and piercing eyes that seemed to bore into her soul. Compared to Simon's refined and gentlemanly appearance, Ronin exuded a dangerous, untamed energy that sent shivers down her spine.

Freddy was wearing his usual black suit, and was holding a beautifully designed walking stick while he had marijuana on the other hand. Simon was certain that he could never come there alone, he never told Freddy about the burial; he was still being monitored, if he was going to plan revenge; he’d have to take out anybody that was monitoring him. He looked over his shoulders to confirm his thoughts; there he stood, Hatake Hiroshima, the Japanese bodyguard.

The guys all spoke loudly, rough housing with one another. Gerwulf cleared his throat and they all stopped, straightening up. He pulled me to his side, putting an arm around my waist. "I'd like you to meet your future Luna." His voice was staying neutral as if he was trying to force himself to not sound too excited. One of the guys, who was sitting by himself furthest from the others laughed hard," yeah we know. You haven't shut up about her for years." His gaze landed on me and he winked causing Gerwulf to give him a warning growl," I'm Simon, the gamma." He had almost white blonde hair, his eyes looked a light pink with blue mixed. "Before you ask, yes I'm albino. No my wolf isn't white, a

We settled on a secluded stretch of sand, and as I nervously applied sunscreen, a shadow fell across our blanket. "Excuse me," a pleasant male voice interrupted. "I couldn't help noticing you from over there." I looked up to see a handsome wolf with golden-brown hair and the unmistakable aura of a high-ranking pack member. "I'm Simon," he introduced himself, focusing on me rather than Lucian. "Simon Foster. I'd love to exchange pack communication network contact details, if you're interested." Foster. The name sent a chill through me despite the warm sun. Before I could decline, Lucian spoke. "Her wolf is taken," he stated flatly, his dominant aura flaring with possessiveness.

He picked up a black stone, glowing faintly. “This will mask my scent, Steve won't know I am close," he said with a dark smile. Then he picked up a tiny bottle of silver powder looked at it then smiled to himself. “And this will weaken him if he tries to fight.” Simon wasn’t planning to fight, not at first. He wanted Gabby to come with him willingly and agree to be with him, not because he just wanted her, but because they were meant to be together. But if things didn’t go as planned, he had to fight to have her.

"Throw these two out.” "Yes, sir." The security guards surged forward. Simon had never been humiliated like this before. He pointed a finger at them, his tone laced with fury. "You guys dare lay a hand on me? Go ahead, try it!" The girl clung to Simon’s back, trembling, but still managed to put on a defiant front. "Do you even know who he is? He’s Simon Jones, a famous artist, a big name in the industry! If you touch him, I guarantee you’ll be all over the news tomorrow, getting dragged through the mud!"

Simon had taken every twist and turn he could find, leaving us not only in the middle of nowhere, but also far from the path that we were supposed be following before. I slid from his back, slowly lowering myself to the hard ground, landing not so gracefully on my feet. I wiped away a few drops of sweat that were threatening to fall into my eyes, and watched as Simons skin began to bubble, the black hair receding from the large horses body and turning back into the large man I had been travelling with. Luckily, I had grabbed his clothing as it peeled away from his body, and even though parts of it had been shredded, his pants were still fully intact as he pulled them on. The shirt was in rui

this guy is a mysterious being, even with the fact that he looks scary he is still cute, he has a small golden earring on his right ear, and a tiny golden chain on his neck. Wow! what a perfect physique. "Lucy who are looking at?" Simon's voice brought me back from my thought. "Look at your back, he's coming towards us" I said and he turned. But oops!, before he turned back completely the mysterious guy's phone rang and he changed his direction, but why is he going out to answer his call, I need to know who this guy is. "Ohh!, these guys. Andrew isn't here with them, why?" Simon muttered.

My nipples hardened against my top, cunt clenching as their words sank in. Then this guy with tattoos crawling from his neck all the way up to his ear pushed through the group. The ink looked dangerous, dark patterns shifting as he moved, and he was insanely hot, sharp features, dark hungry eyes locked right on me like he could smell how my body was reacting. He stepped close, so close I could feel the heat coming off his chest, and introduced himself low and rough. “My name’s Simon, sweetheart.” His hand shot out fast, grabbing my waist and yanking me flush against him, his hard cock pressing thick and heavy right against my stomach through his jeans.

I look at him in awe, his smile and his dimples make me remember that of Eren's. “You got dimples too!” Eren says excitedly as he notices the guy’s dimples. “Mommy got dimples too.” He whispers to him, glancing at me. “But ours are more indent than hers.” He flatters himself, forking his fingers in his dimples. The guy chuckles and ruffles the soft dark hair of Eren. “Beautiful.” He mutters, his eyes strangely sparkling. “Look mom!” Eren cries out, jumping a little. “His eyes are the same colour as mine!”