Simon Said Supernatural Novels & Stories

"Leave it right there. Don't come up Sarah, it's dangerous for you, he looks very hungry." "I'm not coming up then. But what happened to him? Is he like you now Simon?" "I'm afraid so... But we're not the same. If he can't control himself, he will become like a wild animal who kills and destroys everything he comes across to." "Is there a way to turn him back?" Simon sighed. "I haven't heard from anyone yet. Stay away Sarah. Don't come up. I come down to get the chain." Simon goes down to get the chain but Jimmy follows him. He jumped three stories down to the ground where Sarah was so Simon quickly jumped too.

Simon said as Sabrina watched him stagger to the darker side of the office, soon he was back with a box. "Seat," he ordered. Sabrina watched as he pulled out a liquid substance. Simons's hair fell towards his forehead as he slowly poured the substance on the dry wool, "this might hurt a little," he said and Sabrina couldn't help but remember kai. He was this caring but all along his pack and family are monsters. "Let's just get this done sharply, sleepy," she said, Simon gazed at her one last time before nodding his head. "The plan might not really work but my men will try their best," Simon muttered.

Yet, Simon couldn't help but feel that he had discovered something extraordinary in Mara, something that transcended their supernatural labels. Simon's strategy wasn't just about knowledge; it was also about patience and subtlety. He knew he couldn't force Mara to be with him. Instead, he decided to be a presence in her life, to be the friend she could trust. He often found reasons to visit the Silver Moon Pack, engaging in conversations, offering assistance, and lending a supportive ear. He was careful not to push too hard, allowing their connection to evolve naturally.

I screech, taking a step back, "I would never harm that child and you know it!!" "Then why are you trying to hide his identity?!" Alex yells, "Dammit, Lisa! Tell me who it is!" An eerie laugh echoes around the room. We both turn to see Simon standing at the door. "It's me." the demon chuckles. "Simon?" Alex asks, taking a step forwards, but I quickly clutch onto his arm yanking him back. He gives me a look of confusion. "You think you're so clever, Lisa, don't you?" Simon snickers, "That just because there's that in the room, I can't hear what you're saying. That I can't come in here and finish the job?"

Simon saw his father and let out a long maniacal laughter that shook everyone. “I finally have her.” He said incomprehensibly. “I have the woman you gave your soul to get but never could. The woman my mother died trying to be like so she could get a little bit of space in your oh-so-black heart. The woman you neglected us for. I woke her up from the dead.” He paused to catch his breath and laugh again. Peter was astonished at the drama unfolding before him. The more words they said, the more confused he got. What was this thing about bringing people from the dead? Was Simon a necromancer?

Luna said "What? I'll come with you." "Stay here; perhaps later, you will be damned with that weapon." Luna would have gotten up, but Simon stopped her. Simon grabbed her wrist. "What?" Luna asked "I'm immortal; you're not." "Haist, all right, go ahead," Luna said

But still hands. The demons were gone. Dissipated. The rooftop was empty except for us. And Simon was staring at me. "Thessara?" His voice shook. "What... what did you just..." I looked at him. Saw my reflection in his eyes. Gold eyes. Fangs. Face that was half-human, half-wolf. "I'm sorry," I whispered. "I'm so sorry you had to see that." Sirens wailed below. The fire alarm was screaming inside the building. Real smoke now, mixing with the supernatural kind.

"Dante said eight. That's eight. We're good." "We're not good," Simon muttered, already pulling out his equipment. His fingers were moving over the small handheld device he used for everything — scanning frequencies, monitoring channels, patching into surveillance feeds. He was the quietest one of the group, which made it stranger when he spoke up. "There's chatter I don't like." "What kind of chatter?" Dante asked. "Encrypted, short-burst. Could be nothing." Simon didn't look up from the screen. "Could be a second sweep team. I want to go around the east block and check."

He didn't know what she was referring to and what she was trying to tell him. Jade sighed. "You know nothing at all and like I said Tristan's case is supernatural and curing him would have a massive side effect that would create harm and that is if..." She trailed off, when she realized that he couldn't understand what she was saying to him. "Supernatural? Really? Are you talking about a film? Goodness, I'm lost. Who are you? You are definitely not the jade I know. I have been wanting to say it but since I came to Greece, I have been feeling something different about you. You don't even have the same aura Jade has when I am with her," Simon said.

Becky might be friendly on the outside, but deep inside, Maya wasn’t sure if she could trust her either. ~~~ Inside his house, Simon placed his phone down slowly after ending the call. A cold smile spread across his face as he leaned back on the chair. His face was dark with evil thoughts as he muttered to himself, “Finally… finally the right opportunity has shown itself.” He stood up and walked around the room, thinking deeply, then let out a soft laugh. “That anniversary party…” he whispered. “Everyone important will be there. Steve will be there… Gabby, too.”