Simon Scarrow Books In Order Novels & Stories

Serena's POV Dad's brow furrowed. "You'd rather go back to eating scraps than take fifty grand a month?" Donald didn't bother hiding his disgust at my scarred face. "I'm not qualified to protect Miss Ferrari, sir." I sighed. Ever since I got these scars at ten trying to save Bianca, this face had been nothing but a source of revulsion for everyone. Maybe that's why Edward treated me like garbage in our past life too. "Donald! You can't abandon my sister!" Bianca frantically grabbed his arm, trying to pull him to his feet.

Scarlett’s POV I stepped into the dining area, finding Lucian waiting at the table, alone. Stasia was truly gone, just as he’d promised. I felt a strange mix of relief and pressure all at once. “You look good,” he said, his voice warm and genuine. My heart betrayed me, leaping at the simple compliment, though I forced myself to remain neutral, trying to keep my emotions in check. But the mate bond’s pull was undeniable, and the longer I stayed with him and the others, the more it felt like a force working on its own, beyond my control. Last night, I’d slept deeply, wrapped in Lucian’s scent, that rich pinewood I was now learning to crave. I knew each of their scents by heart—Maxwell’s was ea

My bedroom was messed up and I couldn't think straight when everything was trashy around me. Colliding on a comfortable couch, l opened up the book and began reading it. The pages were coming to my hand as the glue wasn't that strong but either way, Bane did a good job fixing it. The writing inside the book were mainly stories, non-fiction, about the horrible events that happened in the eighteenth century. "Is written by someone from the Redwood bloodline," I mumbled as Isreal’s shadow appeared at the corner of my eyes. "Do you know him? Simon don?"

He shuffles nigher to Robert's old book, he runs his fingers along the inscriptions on the books on the shelf as if reading the names and finally, he stops at one. Taking it out of the shelf he wiped out the dust. He tried to open it but it was sealed. Behind him, Simon appeared. "Sir, the second book of Goratar was located in the Western Empire, but its exact location hasn't been found yet." He explained to Dominic. His eyes fell on the book Dominic was looking at and his eyes dilated. "Sir, isn't that the first book?" The location of the first book was proclaimed to be in Verian, but it hasn't been seen yet. He glances at Dominic's face aiming to see a satisfied expression but what he saw

Shikira's POV I traced my finger along the edges of the worn map on my desk, inked in with markings of forgotten trails and cursed territories. Candlelight danced weakly across it, casting a dim glow through the cluttered interior of the caravan. My hands were shaking as I turned another page of the ancient tome that lay before me; the intricate runes and faded scrawl seemed to taunt me. But no matter how hard I tried, the answers danced just out of reach. After Killian left, I had tried to figure out who this Simon was and what he wanted but my efforts had been to no avail.

Seb commanded easily taking charge. Jace went off into the kitchen to get some ingredients from Cora. Simon quickly dug in his backpack and pulled out the thick old book he'd been reading constantly. He opened it wide on the coffee table and began furiously flipping through pages until he finally found the one they need. The rest gathered around to see as well. It was a sketch of a girl but all the words were in an unknown language. "What language is that?" Marie curiously wondered. Simon looked back down at the page

Zane's consciousness drifted in and out, his mind swimming through layers of disjointed dreams before he was abruptly pulled into reality. His eyelids felt like lead, resisting his efforts to open them. The first thing he registered was the realization that he was back in the year 1025, the Kangyu Dynasty. The scent of medicinal herbs lingered in the air, mingling with the faint aroma of polished wood and incense. The second was the way a sword was unceremoniously shoved against his throat.

Someone had remembered, and someone had twisted that history into something newer and worse. Simon climbed out of the backseat, carrying a portable case in one hand and a glowing scanner in the other. “Give me sixty seconds and I’ll tell you if we’re screwed,” he muttered, already in motion. He was always like this in the field: short-tempered, hyperfocused, and unwilling to explain anything until he had readings in hand.

Hey, lovelies! Thank you so much to all of you who have waited for this book's release through the setbacks! For those of you who are new here, this is the fourth installment and should be read after Timber, Mated to Brianna, and Mylo (which is at the end of Timber), but for sure after Mated to Brianna which will set the stage and characters for this book. This book is a slow burn with some spicy heat later on - and lots of it! It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths.

She said as she turned for the door. Simon rested his back on the chair. How will he find Luke if nobody knows about him? This will be a very difficult mission for him to accomplish. He stood to his feet and finally walked out of the house. He will be visiting the human settlement today so he can sort things out with Scarlett. … Simon climbed through the window but it was locked when he tried to open it. "Is she asleep?" His claw came out and he unlocked the window before jumping inside. Scarlett's room was dark and it smelled empty.