Simon Prebble Novels & Stories

"Life and Death are like green and red: you can't be both, but you can be neither. " Will you accept if you were given a chance to live forever? Or would you rather live with the fact that life ends with death? For Simon, there is no other choice than to live until everyone dies. All he wants is to be dead, but how?

Paul Henry had to be discharged from the army due to paralysis of his legs, half a year his temper was not very good, so Grandpa Dylan Henry wanted Paul to get married so that he could feel a little happier. Fiona also ran to find Paul because of this news, he said he wanted her to help him get out of here. Without thinking, she agreed. Paul was brought home by Fiona to provide accommodation and meals. Although it is very difficult to earn money to support him, she feels a love that she has never had before. Paul wants to go abroad to treat his feet, before leaving he just leaves her a piece of paper. When Fiona came home from work to find him gone, life became as dark as before meeting him. She was angry and didn't want to talk to him, Paul had to comfort her for a long time before she could forgive him.

What could possibly go wrong when you realize that your mate is the twin brother of your secret crush and also your number one bully? Everything. Grace Carter's life turns upside down when she wakes up in the arms of Declan Rivers the brother of Rhys, her best friend and also the boy she had a crush on all her life. Refusing to be mated to the person that tormented her, she ran away. Five years later, Grace with back with twins that belong to the man that she once ran from…. But this time, everything is different. Her best friend now wanted nothing to do with her, and the one that she thought hated her wants to possess her now, more than ever before. Graces realizes now that she had made a mistake, one that had changed the life that should had been. And when enemies from the past seemed to follow her like a black cloud; Would she be able to mend what was broken, or would one single mistake destroy everything?

During the full-moon raid carried out by the Bloodmoon Pack, my squad accidentally strayed into a swamp thick with deadly silver mist. I had prepared for this. I always carried a moonstone that could protect against silver poisoning. But when I opened my leather pouch, all my fingers touched was a wishing doll woven from dried grass. I was about to reach out to the Elder Council through the mind link. That was when my Alpha mate, Jack Fraley, suddenly grabbed my wrist. "Easy, sweetheart. Don't be impulsive. I gave your moonstone to Lily. She's a fragile Omega. She needs protection more than you do." I clenched the straw doll, fury burning so hot that it nearly scorched away my reason. "Are you kidding me? Wearing this junk is no different from standing naked in the silver mist!" He frowned, completely unashamed. "Rowena North, you're my Luna. Protecting Omegas is your responsibility. Stop throwing a tantrum." I let out a cold laugh. "I'm a Luna, not a saint with no boundaries. And that moonstone was my mother's keepsake." After that, I didn't argue with him anymore. I severed our mind link without hesitation. Then, I turned to the Beta beside me and gave a clear order. "Contact the Elder Council immediately. I formally invoke mate bond severance. Effective now, every pack territory and alliance bound to my name is frozen."

Ayla Stable spent years suffering abuse and humiliation from her own pack, and her own family hates her. But when she meets her fated mate on her eighteenth birthday… Alpha Darius Vale, her lifelong tormentor. Her world collapses with one cruel sentence spoken before the entire pack. Rejected. Disgraced. Broken. She runs away, and Ayla finds refuge in a pack that becomes the family she never had. With them, she discovers strength, purpose, and a version of herself she never believed possible. When Ayla returns home years later, she’s different— confident, powerful, and no longer willing to bow. Her old pack needs her. Her former mate wants her. And Ayla carries truths that could change everything. But confronting the past means facing the man who destroyed her… and the future she never thought she’d be forced to choose. Forgiveness. Revenge. Love. There is too much at stake. Ayla must decide what and who is worth fighting for.

“Darkness and Light must unite and find a balance… or the world will fall.” When the moon's light vanishes and rogue wolves rise with unnatural strength, the balance between fate and chaos begins to crack. Selene, a fragile orphan with a weak wolf and a mysterious past, has always been dismissed as powerless—but the Moon Goddess has other plans. Everything changes the night she collides with Alpha King Ronan—a cold, battle-hardened leader who vowed never to love, scarred by his parents’ tragic bond. Their fated connection shouldn't exist, but the prophecy says otherwise. Thrown into a dangerous spiral of secrets, betrayals, and forbidden power, Selene and Ronan must confront enemies lurking within and beyond their packs. As prophecies awaken and war brews, love may be their greatest strength—or their undoing. Can two broken souls defy destiny, or will the darkness consume them before they embrace the light?

Elara lived in fear as a forgotten omega. Her life shattered when Alpha Justin, her fated mate, formally rejected her and left her for dead in a lonely, boring world. But fortunately for Elara, betrayal only gave way for a rare, ancient power within her. Barely alive, Elara was found by Alpha Fenris Stone, the dark, powerful leader of the Shadowood Pack. Under his watchful eye, her wounds healed, and a threatening power tied to the Moon Goddess exploded. Elara is reborn, transforming into the prophesied Queen Luna.  Now, she must return to confront the Alpha who wronged her, reclaim her destiny, and embrace the fierce love of the warrior who saw her true strength.

Era and Simon are best friends since childhood. When Era stopped talking to Simon for two years, his heart is left heartbroken and damaged. But Simon knows it's hard to ignore her when she lives right next door and her room is right across his window. And then Era made a mistake, was gone, and now she has to come back and fix their friendship. But that will include all the suffering watching Simon fall in love with someone else.

Luna Baxter and Simon Fulmer have been married for five years. One day, she receives a provocative voice message and intimate photos from Simon's first love. They're sent from his phone, too. "I've only been back in the country for half a year, but he took the bait as soon as I laid it. He's prepared blue fireworks for me tonight, but I don't like the color blue. To avoid wastage, you can have them on your wedding anniversary." Luna and Simon's fifth wedding anniversary comes a month later. She looks out the window at the blue fireworks lighting up the sky. Then, her gaze lands on the empty seat across from her. Simon's first love challenges her again. She sends her a photo of them having a candlelight dinner. Luna doesn't cry or kick up a fuss. She silently signs a divorce agreement and asks Simon's secretary to prepare for a wedding. "What are the bride's and groom's names, Mrs. Fulmer?" "Simon Fulmer and Sophie Sutherland." Seven days later, she flies to Naavi to give them her blessings. She throws them a wedding.

Nine years into my "non-cohabiting partnership" with Simon, his father passed away. The first condition in his will was simple: Simon and Ella had to conceive a child. On the day the child turned one month old, Simon would inherit his father's fortune. Simon told me this himself—the night I walked in on them tangled in our bed. Afterward, as he took a slow drag from his cigarette, he murmured, "Lily, just wait a little longer. Once I get the inheritance, I'll marry you." But he went back on his word. From then on, every time Simon planned to meet Ella at our house, he would hang a string of bells on the door. Since his father's passing, those bells had chimed ninety-nine times. After the ninety-ninth, the news arrived—Ella was pregnant, and their engagement party was set. My daughter saw the invitation, hesitated, then softly asked, "Mom, is Daddy's name on this?" I forced a smile and gently smoothed her messy hair into a neat ponytail. "Daddy is marrying the one he loves," I said. "And I'm taking you home." Simon never understood—I never cared about that marriage certificate.