Novel & Cerita Simon Said Supernatural

As the door opened, Beverly stood. “Simon,” she said. Simon gave a sad smile. “When is Damien coming to see me? I need to tell him about the preg—” “I’ve told him already. He said I should abort it,” Simon said coldly. “What? You’re joking! That witch is gone. I’m the only one who has his—” “She’s not dead, Beverly. She’s alive and well,” Simon said. “I killed her myself! I pulled the trigger to her head, so you’re—”

He didn’t close the space between us, just stayed close enough that I could feel the ache in him to do more. Simon came running into view, his jacket torn and smeared with blood. His eyes landed on me, narrowed with something between urgency and worry. "Have you seen any changes in the vampire civilians? Any shifts in behavior, anything strange?" he asked, before his gaze flicked to Richard and stayed there. "She heard something," Richard said, his voice low but unsteady. "Inside the signal." Simon stopped mid-step. "What did you hear?" "Not words," I said. "Feelings. Sorrow, grief, memories that didn’t belong to me."

His eyes are disturbingly the same shade of brown hazel just like Harmon, but there is more hate and blood lust in Simons' eyes that there ever will be in Harmons. "Fine...Don't kill her, Sabrina..." Simon smiled "but you are allowed to knock her around a little." The witch- i guess whose name is now reveled as Sabrian- smirks at Simons' words and she turns her attention to me. I can feel panic surgging through the pack link. "Calm down..." i said through the link to Noah and warned him not to get in my way. He reluctantly answered that he wouldn't unless it is absolutely neccessary.

"Reverand, I need your help…" Simon spoke on the phone for quite a long time and in forty minutes, a light-skinned man dressed in a long white cassock came in and found him alone sitting on the chair conversing with Queen as if he was crazy. He didn't see him come in. The reverend stood behind him and listened to his monologue and was baffled, "What kind of faith is his! Surely the good Lord will not abandon him!" He meditated and tapped on him, "Son!" Simon jolted,

The agony was unbearable, and I blacked out within seconds. Then a cold, mechanical voice sounded in my ears. "Attention. The system has been activated. Your first task is to make Victoria fall for you. The reward for completing this task is a basic energy shield that blocks zombie attacks. Every dollar you spend on Victoria will be returned to you tenfold." I snapped awake in an instant, and the agony of being torn apart was gone. Fate was kind enough to give me a second chance. I quickly checked the time. There were 20 days left until Christmas. I vaguely remembered that in my past life, the outbreak had happened on Christmas Eve.