Simon Snow Series Novels & Stories

Simon adds, pushing off the marble pillar with a dangerous, gliding stride. He steps into our circle, closing the physical distance with casual grace. His fingers brush against my shoulder, lingering just long enough to trace the line of my collarbone through the fabric of my jacket. His blue eyes flash with a mixture of playful mischief and fierce, protective possessiveness. "Don't listen to him, Eve," Simon murmurs, leaning down just enough for his breath to brush against my ear, sending a delicious, familiar shiver down my spine. "Ashford gets all the dramatic monologues, but I'm the one who memorized every single shortcut through these catacombs just so I could sneak into your quarters a

Max’s eyes twinkled as he spoke, as if he thought I was literally the best thing this world had to offer. Well I wasn’t. I was just me, Snow. A Vampire Hunter… And now a Vampire as well. “Max, I’m not any of those things, I’m just Snow, the Vampire Hunter. Period. You are mistaken if you think my presence will help your company at all.” I said. He just shook his head in disbelief.

Leyla's smile lit up the studio, beaming across the country. Even to Shayne, slumped at a bar, eyes locked on the TV. His glass shattered in his hand, whiskey and blood pooling together. He didn't flinch. That smile had already carved right through the hollow in his chest. By the time I clocked out, it was stupid late. I stretched my stiff neck and stepped into the night air. Selvora's neon signs buzzed overhead, throwing color across the street. I was about to wave down a cab when I froze.

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

When he turns back to face me, my lips tremble, and I stammer out a single word: "Vivaldi." His eyes gleam with amusement as he licks the Hunter's blood from his fingers, raising an eyebrow in a playful waggle. "It is I, Snowboy," he says with a smirk, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar—or in this case, the blood.

“Where are you? We’re having a family banquet with the Lokeman family. Get over here right now!” There was a pause on the other end before Georgia responded perfunctorily with obvious impatience, “Mom, I’m working overtime in the office. I’m stuck in an international meeting. Simon’s overreacting. I’m just missing one dinner. Please tell him to stop being so insensible and to stop bothering you over trivial matters—” “Ms. Snow, the wine’s too bitter. I want that other bottle…” a crisp and flirtatious male voice cut in.

Adam and Kai ran quickly to help him, and the others ran after the person who did it. In the meantime, Xavier goes up to Lyca. "... For now, let's not tell anyone who you are. What happened to Wesley needs to be found out "His cold eyes looked straight at Wesley. And Snow just doesn't get it... She thought the core of the pack was good, but why did she get the sense that Xavier didn't care? "Thank you for caring, but I can make my own decision..." Lyca gives a firm answer. ————-

"I never wanted her to sacrifice herself like this!" He picked up Janet and rushed her to the hospital, while Rose ran off, crying. "Alright, I know you don't need my help. I guess I was just being silly," Rose said with a sigh. Chester stood still for a moment, but then he suddenly dropped Janet onto the cold ground and chased after Rose. Snowflakes fell thick and fast that day. Janet could not move her legs and was left shivering in the snow. It was so cold outside that she could have frozen to death. Slowly, she felt her body turning to ice. However, she did not cry out or try to call for help.

They promised to keep it a secret. Simon never dates boys. He goes out with woman but just for a show. He admitted he was resigned to his fate marrying a woman beneficial for their business. According to him he still love being on top. She just laughs it off but she also wonders what if he really falls in love with a guy. What if another Joe Hensen appeared will he be able to maintain his current resolution? She prayed that day won’t come for his peace and happiness.

“Simon?’’ Simon snaps his eyes back at me, worry furrowing his brows. “We should go back home,’’ he lets out, getting up and reaching for his pants. “What?’’ I look to where he was staring, anxiously expecting to see what made his mood change so quickly. I start putting on my leggings, my heart beating faster every second. As the towel slips from my shoulders, I start to shiver from the sudden gusts of wind. I feel Simon look back at me. “Take your shirt off,’’ he says flatly, and as I am about to protest, he adds: “I’ll lend you mine so you don’t get cold.’’