Simon Said Supernatural Novels & Stories

“And you’re going to eat every single bite.” Luke sat back down and adjusted his cuffs as if nothing had happened. The maid’s hands shook as she picked up the serving spoon. When our eyes met, I saw the same fear in her eyes that I felt inside. Everyone in the mansion knew what kind of monster Luke Paul was. “Now,” Luke said, leaning back with a cruel smile. “Eat.” My lower lip trembled as I picked up the silver fork. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst out of my chest.

I snapped awake with a jolt, finding myself trapped in a void of pure white. The last thing I remembered was jumping off the elevated display stage. "You are not dead." A voice suddenly echoed from the depths of my consciousness. Unlike the System's glitchy, synthetic drone, this voice carried a profound and commanding authority. Without warning, scenes of everything that had happened after my death flashed before my eyes like a fast-forwarded film. I saw Kendrick clutching at empty air, kneeling beside the drying pool of blood as he completely lost his mind. He would spend the rest of his life trapped in an endless prison of regret.

“We can’t just leave her out there. If it was my sister, I wouldn’t leave her alone in the woods. We need to go in and get Suzan back.” Simon’s face twisted into a scowl. He threw up his hands in frustration. “Jack, are you hearing yourself? This is crazy! We have no idea what we’re dealing with. It's not like we can just waltz into the woods and fight some witch or... whatever the hell this thing is!”

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

I took a deep breath, exhaled forcefully, and felt the smooth flow of air in my lungs. I felt perfectly normal, not a trace of pain or unease. I had been reincarnated. Just one glance at the scene in front of me, and I knew exactly what was happening. This was two years ago, the day Renee could not hold back any longer and came to force me out of my own home. My heart pounded. I silently thanked god for being kind to me this time. In the few seconds I hesitated, my mother-in-law had already stepped forward to help Renee up, preventing her from kneeling.

Tristan follows behind me and takes a seat when I gesture for them too. “What’s going on, Rowan?” Mikhail asks. My lips twist into a grimace as I consider what to say. “I’m glad that you’re all here.” I wave a hand in Tristan’s direction. “All of you know Tristan already.” Tristan nods his head in acknowledgment. “Tristan is not just my brother, but he’s also the master of the Halo that I work for. Over the past couple of months, several Supernatural students have gone missing from our school. We recently found out that they were murdered, and parts of their bodies were used to construct some kind of Frankenstein monster. It’s pretty gruesome and puzzling at once. Due to the severity of the

Bob just scoffed and mumbled sarcastically that they are currently at the Afterlife. Suyi chuckled and made her way to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. “Did you save me from that beast?” she asked while she chopped ingredients for their meal. Although they are now souls, or undead beings, they still feel human emotions like starving, sadness, etc. “I don’t know, maybe the beast spared you” “Seriously Bob, did you? Whether you did it or not, I am still thankful.” she said as she turned her head towards him and smiled brightly, she was not yet done with her mission, and it was not yet time for her soul to vanish.

Their instincts probably encouraged them to mark one another, but perhaps feared that was just their hunger talking. “Amber. I won’t hurt Simon, by law I can’t. He’s your animai. It’s what we supernaturals call soulmates, and he is yours. He still needs to be punished for his crimes, but I can promise he will not be killed. We do not believe in splitting up souls.” “I don’t understand,” she signs. I’m about to answer when I notice how quiet it has become.

This time, Prothero's voice went low and shaky, spreading chills around Simon's system. Simon trembled twice, vividly affected by Prothero's words. The only ghost Simon liked was the one found in the video games, but when it comes to reality, Simon doesn't even want to hear the mention of ghosts. "STFU." Simon snorted unhappily yet pretended to be indifferent to the mention of a ghost. "Fine, I'm coming, you little jerk." Simon scowled angrily. "Right now?" Prothero arched his brows, not trusting Simon's words. He had always believed that he'd have to deepen his act before he could lure that person over!

After he took all the black pills Jim gave him, he couldn’t speak or hear. No matter how hard he stared at Jim, all he could make out was the latter’s lips opening and closing. He ran through the movements in his mind, and finally pinned down on a keyword that kept appearing: Diana. Simon’s face changed. With trembling hands, he grabbed a pen and paper, and scribbled, “Don’t touch her.” Don’t touch Diana. Otherwise, he would haunt Jim’s dreams after he died! Jim wasn’t afraid of ghosts, which he firmly believe to not exist. They were merely figments of people’s imagination that served to ignite fear.