Simon Said Supernatural Novels & Stories

Ever since then, they’d been keeping an eye out for me since graduation, and after we graduated, it was Simon’s duty to keep an eye on me. He would call me and come to my house numerous times. I assured him that I wasn’t going to take my life, and he assured me that he only wanted to see me because he loved seeing my face. I didn’t buy it; sure, he did love seeing my face, but I still wasn’t buying it. I miss him so much. Oh gods, I’m supposed to be reading about different ancient supernatural creatures to see how I can fight them. I look for the book I was reading, and I find out the book is open and it’s on the floor. I pick it up, and I look at the open page. My eyes widen at the monstros

Freddy spoke with authority and power. “You’ve six months to return my money Simon, if you don’t; I’ll kill everyone you love one after the other in front of you. You’ll watch them bleed slowly, you’ll watch me slice open their throats, you’ll watch me murder every last one of them in cold blood and this time, it would be physical and real. And don’t even think of running, you know how it goes,” Freddy concluded, walking closer to where Simon laid unable to move, only his eye balls moved in their sockets.

"But I can't say I'm surprised someone is finally taking action. Weak leadership invites challenges. Perverse choices invite correction. You've made yourself a target by choosing to bed down with a male witch instead of taking a proper mate. Perhaps the universe is simply restoring natural order." I felt something snap inside me—not into rage, but into cold, calculated fury. Simon wanted to play games? Wanted to use slurs and implications and veiled threats? Fine. Two could play that game. "Natural order," I repeated, pushing off the door and moving closer to where Simon sat. "Interesting phrase. Tell me, Simon, what's natural about spending decades hiding your own nephew's abilities? What's

I asked him via mind-link. “She’s pretty,” he said simply. “And since when is my love life your business?” “She’s my head witch. I need to know what your intentions are.” Simeon isn’t a playboy in the sense of the word but he has had a vast number of lovers: werewolves, vampires, witches. He doesn’t see species, he sees the soul inside (his words not mine) but none of them really stuck for more than a month. He was attractive and the women, regardless of the species, fell at his feet.

"Brother, stop, please…" "I couldn’t," Simon said, his voice cracking with raw emotion. "I would rather die with them than do something so monstrous." Simon was lost in the memories of the past, completely deaf to Suzy’s pleas for him to stop. His voice became distant, almost mechanical, as he continued.

“Before it’s too late.” Mimi blinked, her brow furrowing. “Leave? Simeon, what are you talking about?” He stepped into the room, his gaze flickering to Jaxon, who stood silently by the window, arms crossed. “I’ve seen things, Mimi. Things that... aren’t human. They’re watching us.” He swallowed, his throat constricting as if the words themselves were too much to bear. Jaxon turned slowly, his face betraying concern. “What things, Simeon? You’ve been having nightmares, I get that. But this isn’t you. This is... paranoia.”

"What, what did you say? Who is that person?" "Tsk!" Simon raised his hand to touch his thick eyebrows, looking indifferent. "Do you think it'll be difficult to find a man with a similar build to my brother?" "Ah..." Hazel collapsed. She screamed uncontrollably and rushed to Simon, her eyes bloodshot. "I'm going to kill you! You're not human! You're a devil!"

Does this old hag have a hand in my parent death? Simon nodded obediently, his eyes betraying a hint of remorse but it might be an act Simon is an evil beast that will never be remorseful . "I understand. This time, I won't fail." Spoke his voice a-bit above whisper The Omega's gaze lingered on him, her expression grave. "Good. Once this is done, you must disappear. I don't want you coming back to see me or trying to contact me. I'll reach out to you when the time is right.

Simon said standing and gently taking my hand. "Vampires aren't real. I don't know what happened to you the last two years, but now that your home we can get you the help you need" Simon told me nicely as he pet my hand like he would an injured puppy. Is he trying to call me crazy? Of course he is! It's Simon! I pulled my hand back . "Sy I'm not crazy" I said a little offended by his assessment of my sanity. The expression on his face was enough to know he didn't believe me.

Lovie's point was noted and all was able to work accordingly even when the plan was about to fall out but we still used our intelligence to cover that up. ********( Simon residence) " What a nice time and day to enjoy myself" Simon stood outside the pack house with a smile in him and still his evil thoughts within me. He just looked honest and nice from his physical appearance but within him his a killer and destroyer of life. His hobby was killing and he hated peace in any single person life. He is a blood-sucking demon he uses female and male blood to bathe and enjoy then scream for their life. His phone buzzed right from his pocket then he dipped his hand into it with a smile and brought