Simon Marsh Novels & Stories

If looks could kill… “How so?” Simon was an annoying little man that wanted his ego to make his appearance seem taller. When in fact, his short 5’6” frame wasn’t going to do anything. His mustache might scare away some kids and that toupe wasn’t fooling anyone. The Harry Potter style glasses were perched on his nose to the point I wondered if they were going to fall off. “You might get to witness an interrogation.” Simon straightened his back as his uneasiness grew. My happiness raised as I watched his false empowerment shrink. “O-oh?”

“ Who are you, Simon Walsh? You’re not real. You simply cannot be. Tell me what planet you are from. I promise your secret is safe with me.” Simon let out a smile of his own before standing back up and straightening his suit, not a single strand of his hair out of place. Probably the perk of having short hair, causing Carmen to be a little envious. “I don’t believe in playing all of my cards at once, Ms Price. What’s the fun in that?” He teased, chuckling as he took her back inside and shut the glass door behind them. He turned to face her. “Speaking of which, you still have time to think about it. Choose wisely. I have to address a crew meeting in exactly five minutes, but I’ll be back in t

The silver of his hair glimmered in the flickering light, as his glasses reflected the hulking figure that sat across from him. Simon. Much different in his actual form than the slimy and greasy looking weasel he had been pretending to be for this past year. The real Simon was massive. A hulking and deadly looking figure, with dark hair cut short, sharp blue eyes, and an animalist face. A face that normally held a stoic expression much like my own, but today, it was filled with tight creases of worry that spread across his forehead and drew his face down ever so slightly. It may not have been noticeable for anyone else, but for someone versed in the ways of concealing emotions, it was easy t

As expected, she found Simon sitting inside. He was dressed in a dark tuxedo, looking meticulously groomed and exuding an air of authority. "Ms. Joyner, I'm sorry, but Simon's status is slightly complicated, so he could only ask me to invite you on his behalf." Marcus saw her and calmly stood up. "You guys talk. I'll sit next door for a bit." After Marcus left, Simon gestured to Sage with a hand, his voice sounding calm yet authoritative as he offered, “Ms. Joyner, please have a seat.”

There is a smile tugging at Simon's face as he stretches his hand toward Xavier, whose face suddenly turns sour. “Yes, Mr. Richards.” She gives him a sweet smile and holds Xavier's arm, making Simon's jaw tighten. “Love, meet Simon Richards, the CEO of E.S & Co.”

I can't take it anymore, and I cry. - Then why do you want to marry me? You can have me without strings attached. - Because I'm Simon Campbell, and I need a woman on my side to smile and welcome my guests. I need a pretty face to distract all the idiots, even to make you use your pussy with some important guest if I tell you to. Did you hear me, Sarah? And another thing, if you think I don't know what's going on between you and David, you're very Mistaken.

Freddy was an impatient and evil man, wasting a human life seems just like killing off an ant. Simon King was an ex marine of the United States of America, he was a man in his late thirties; everybody was surprised when he decided that he was retiring, he had served for fifteen years before he filed for a retirement after a near death experience in Afghanistan. Most of his colleagues had died either in emergency wars or during secret operations.

Simon was holding his breath when Lilian stood in front of him. Pulling an all casual expression, she voiced out, "What's with your look? Aren't you happy marrying the love of your life?" Lilian gave Evana a smiling look and then again turned to Simon. Shane got there and stood beside Lilian. For some reason, Simon looked somewhat familiar but he wasn't sure where he saw him. "You?" Gulping hard, Simon spoke up, "Sir, I am Simon Caldwell, a project manager of your company."

Simon picked out a red tuxedo suit. "I don't like this color, I need something dark for the night" Simon rejected the suggestion. "I'm that case I suggest this" He suggested wearing a smile on his face, he pulled out the maroon tuxedo suit. "Yes this is perfect I guess you have a and taste for colors" "I'm wearing the same thing" "What!!!"

Then, the man removed his mask. “S-Simon?” Mandy was stunned. She could not believe that the male performer was the one she dated before, Simon Brian Shaw, Charm’s 24-year-old cousin. Of all the men she dated, Simon was the only one who’s very gentle, understanding, smart, and with a sense of humor. Somehow, they became friends because of Charm. “Mandy, are you really getting married?” Simon asked seriously. Mandy just nodded her head in affirmation. Then, sat down.