Simon Snow Baz Novels & Stories

As rain started to fall, I belatedly remembered how the weather forecast said it would get colder later in the night, and maybe even start to snow. Once it starts snowing in Atlanta, it never seems to stop. I used to dread winter, but Lucas would always wrap me in his coat several sizes larger than I was, keeping a warm blanket available in his car just for me. Looking back now, those moments of so-called happiness were never meant to last. As the rain poured harder, strands of hair stuck damply to my forehead, and my steps wavered almost to the point of collapse. I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh. How did my life end up like this?

It's been a long time since he used it, and his hands and feet are itchy and he doesn't know what to do. Now Vera sent someone to let him practice a little, it makes sense. Simon lightly pressed the side button, and the hood was immediately opened. He stood up, caught the cold wind hitting him, and picked up the gun. Closing one eye, looking right, he returned the gun to the nearest car.

He crouched beside Simon and pried his hands away from the area. Bane gasped at the sight and exclaimed, "Simon… Your junk's about to explode!"

“Are you next, or are you going to walk? I don’t think the baby will like this.” “Take me and leave her.” I said, instantly. “How about no?” Simon held out the taser. Bending over, my arms wrapped around Amelia and helped her stand. Together, we walked until we reached the door that lead outside. It was eerily quiet. No birds, animals or any sounds. Danger was closing in. Simon pushed us to the tree line and stopped us. “I almost forgot.” Pulling a spray bottle out of his pocket, he sprayed it in front of our faces. “That should do the trick.”

Dad and Uncle Dom were handling the two assholes while Hera and Dayna were trying to keep David and Sean at a distance. Since aunty was using a barrier to keep Markus from attacking me, I didn’t bother to fight him and attacked Simon. His eyes widened when he saw me and I saw his lips move. He was using the mind control spell again. But this time it wouldn’t work. Not on Snow and me. I bared my canines at him and went straight for his shoulder, biting it hard. He yelled in pain as blood oozed out of his shoulder blade and fell down his cloak.

His tiger was a ball of destruction making a path for him, but also watching his back. “Breeze” Snow told his animal. “Your highness” he replied. Snow just looked down and they just wouldn’t go down and with what the four of them had gone through earlier it was taking its toll now. He needed to do this now. He stood on the back of Breeze. “I’m going to drop in, you’re going to stay above”. “Yes your highness”. Snow jumped off his whole body getting covered, but not by ice. Yes it was ice, but also fire at the same time. As he descended it got bigger and bigger and when he touched down there was a huge blast.

I was just watching, not believing my own eyes. Kate laid down the ground shivering and Simon was just backing away slowly when Zach looked at him. He suddenly grabbed Simon by the face and lifted him up and I covered my mouth with my bloody hand as the broken glasses of the snow globe began floating at the sides of Zach, pointing at Simon’s head.

I only had a lacey, almost seethrough bra on. "Just don't get my fucking face in it! It ain't rocket science!" Simon snapped as if realising the issue with being put on camera. Sensing the tension brewing between the two of them, I fought my instinct to smile in hopes I would be left alone with Simon long enough to pit them against each other. The more I allowed them to bicker between themselves, the less they were focused on me! Or giving me that fucking wolvesbane!

Under Winter's eager gaze, Noelle downed the drink. Seeing Noelle drink the wine, Winter's joy became even more apparent. "Noelle, thank you so much for forgiving me for everything in the past. I promise to treat you well from now on." She was silently thinking, 'I'll treat you well as I watch you fall into the trap I've set!' Meanwhile, over by Simon, Suzy had been keeping him company, chatting away. She watched as Simon finished the drink that had been drugged with a sly smile forming on her lips. "Mr. York, you have quite the tolerance!"