Simon Vance Books Novels & Stories

Book 1 Saints and Sinners She was the light to my dark. The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves. A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched. Until someone took that innocence from her. She left. The darkness in my heart was finally complete. I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back. Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money. She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching. This time I won’t let her escape. I will make her back into the girl I knew. Whether she likes it or not. Book 2 Judge and Jury I can’t stop watching her. I’m not even sure I want to. Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in. She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought. The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time. I know I should execute her. After all that’s what I do. I am the Judge. I eliminate threats to The Family. And Taylor is a threat. But I don’t want to kill her. Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.

She was meant to sell books. Not steal a billionaire’s broken heart. Julian Blackwood is a man of power, wealth, and secrets—his name synonymous with control and cold precision. Since the death of his wife, he’s locked love away and drowned his pain in one-night distractions. No strings. No vulnerability. No heart. Then he walks into a small, struggling bookstore—and meets her. Lena Carter is soft-spoken and stubborn, running a little shop that smells like vanilla and paperbacks, where his daughter finds comfort... and where he begins to unravel. Her kindness disarms him. Her touch ignites something wild. And her innocence? It drives him insane. He tells himself it’s wrong. He’s too broken. Too dangerous. But temptation doesn't ask for permission. And once their lips meet, there’s no going back. He’s the fire she never meant to play with. She’s the quiet he never knew he craved. Together, they’ll burn down every rule they thought they had.

Kay had spent her entire life working towards her life long dreams, before she knew it she had lost her savings, her job, her family and friends. She lost it all the moment she had met Darren a mysterious bad boy who had completely ruined her life. She spends her days raising their son while reliving every moment she had spent with Darren while looking back at the nightmare that was her life. What happens when they nightmare walks back into her life.

Paul Henry had to be discharged from the army due to paralysis of his legs, half a year his temper was not very good, so Grandpa Dylan Henry wanted Paul to get married so that he could feel a little happier. Fiona also ran to find Paul because of this news, he said he wanted her to help him get out of here. Without thinking, she agreed. Paul was brought home by Fiona to provide accommodation and meals. Although it is very difficult to earn money to support him, she feels a love that she has never had before. Paul wants to go abroad to treat his feet, before leaving he just leaves her a piece of paper. When Fiona came home from work to find him gone, life became as dark as before meeting him. She was angry and didn't want to talk to him, Paul had to comfort her for a long time before she could forgive him.

Revenge. It's all Violet Stone has ever desired. After losing her parents, she will stop at nothing to avenge them. She goes to her cousin, Magnolia Knight, knowing that the two of them would work better together than apart. But seeking her cousin's help isn't easy because it means she has to put aside their differences to work together. Magnolia has the picture perfect family, is going to be the first female Alpha in her pack, and is beautiful and smart. Is Magnolia willing to sacrifice her life to help her cousin? Will Violet ever get the revenge she seeks? And just when things can't get any more complicated... mates come into the picture. ***There are characters that will be mentioned from "Alpha's Slave Mate" and "Saved By The Alpha" you do not have to read these books to understand this one it just gives some extra background!***

She walked in on her fiancé buried deep inside her best friend the night before their wedding. Nadia Reeves did not cry. She did not scream. She walked straight into a Vegas bar and ordered enough whiskey to burn the world down. That was when the Devil found her. Dominic Marcello was cold, ruthless, and impossibly beautiful. He offered her a deal wrapped in black ink and diamonds: marry him, become his in every way, and watch him destroy the two people who shattered her. In return, he would give her the revenge she craved and the power she never knew she needed. She said yes. What began as a drunken contract in a neon chapel quickly became something far more dangerous. Dominic's touch awakened sensations he had never felt in his life and something feral in her. He claimed her body with ice and dominance. She claimed his soul without trying. Their nights were raw, possessive, and intimate. Their days became an intoxicating game of power, public revenge, and deepening obsession. But every perfect touch and whispered "little dove" was built on one buried secret. Dominic had not simply taken advantage of her pain. He had orchestrated the entire betrayal. When Nadia discovers the blood money he paid her best friend to seduce her fiancé, proof that her entire marriage was part of his cold calculation from the beginning, her world implodes. Now the man who taught her how to burn is the one holding the match to their future. Can a love forged in manipulation, obsession, and breathtaking passion survive the ultimate betrayal? Or will the devil who woke her up be the one who finally breaks her? A dark, addictive billionaire romance packed with scorching dominance, heart-wrenching emotion, a jaw-dropping midpoint twist, and an earned, swoon-worthy HEA.

In 1612, he couldn’t save her. In 2026, he might not want to. Elias Thorne was a man of maps and measurements, the King’s most trusted surveyor, until the smoke of the Lancashire witch trials choked the life out of everything he loved. Catherine wasn’t a witch—she was just an innocent woman caught in the gears of a superstitious world. When Elias was turned into something monstrous that same year, he didn't see it as a curse; he saw it as a deadline. He had forever to find a way to bring her back. For four centuries, Elias moved through the shadows of history, building an empire of wealth and dark influence. He hunted every myth, funded every occult discovery, and bled for every lead—all to find a soul that refused to return. He grew bitter, his heart hardening into the very stone of the London streets he walked. He eventually gave up on the heavens and the hells, settling into a life of cold, immortal apathy. Then, on a Tuesday afternoon, he sees her. She’s standing in line for coffee, wearing headphones and a denim jacket, looking exactly like the woman he watched die under a grey Jacobean sky. She has no memory of the fire, the maps, or the man who has spent four hundred years hating the world for her sake. Now, Elias faces a choice: Walk away and let her live the peaceful life he once prayed for, or reclaim a love that doesn’t belong to him anymore. But Catherine has secrets of her own—and in the modern world, the ghosts of 1612 are finally starting to catch up.

She lost everything in a single night. Lyra Silvermoon was a princess until Alpha Dante Blackthorne murdered her family and burned her home to the ground. Now, she is his prisoner. Stripped of her title and forced to work as a servant, she has only one goal: Vengeance. He is the monster she’s supposed to hate. Dante is a cruel leader who rules with an iron fist. But as a secret plot to kill him begins to unfold, he falls mysteriously ill. No doctor can save him, and his own pack is turning against him. One touch changes the fate of the pack. Lyra has the chance to watch him die and finally have her revenge. Instead, she discovers a power she never knew she had, a healing touch that can save the man who destroyed her life. As the Blood Moon rises, Lyra must decide: Does she lead the slaves to freedom and let Dante fall? Or does she save the Dark Alpha and claim a throne she never expected?

Julian Silas is a man living as a shadow. After the suspicious death of his father, a legendary royal jeweler, Julian’s treacherous stepfather seized the family’s prestigious workshop, forcing Julian into a life of clandestine labor. While his stepbrothers parade around high society in Julian’s designs, Julian remains locked in the cellar forge, known to the world only as a common servant. His only connection to his true identity is a pair of heirloom cufflinks—exquisite silver swans bearing the "Cigna," a secret mark used by his ancestors to authenticate their greatest works. Across the capital, Queen Althea is fighting a war of her own. Her advisors are pressuring her to enter a loveless political alliance to stabilize the crown. Defiant, she hosts a grand masquerade, declaring that she will choose a consort based on character, not a pedigree curated by the council. When Julian arrives at the ball in a suit of his own tailoring, he and Althea share a night of genuine connection, discussing the beauty of creation and the weight of duty. But as the clock strikes midnight, a palace security breach forces Julian to flee. In his haste to scale the garden wall, one of his Cigna cufflinks is torn from his sleeve and falls into the dewy grass. The Queen finds the token, but rather than sending her guards to find a man who "fits the suit," she turns to her greatest strength: her intellect. She recognizes that the "Cigna" isn't just an ornament—it’s a Coded Sign.

My father scoured the underground markets and bought my sister and me a pair of twin wolf-blood slaves. Catherine snatched the tall, powerfully built brother first—his alpha scent already awakening despite the silver shackles. That left me with the scrawny, silver-poisoned "cripple" whose wolf seemed permanently dormant. I pitied the poor bastard. His wolf was so suppressed I could barely catch his scent, so I kept him close, hoping my presence might help him heal. His legs were useless, twisted from what looked like forced silver injections. I dragged him to every back-alley healer and rogue pack doctor I could find, desperate to purge the poison from his system. I figured some brutal werewolf hunter had shattered both him and his wolf. Until my dad's rival pack snatched us both during the blood moon. He exploded from his wheelchair in a surge of raw alpha power, his true scent hitting me like a freight train. Golden eyes blazing, when my father's enemy aimed a silver gun at my sister, he grabbed me and shielded her from six bullets. "I'm sorry, Catherine can't die. I'll make it up to you in the next life." That's when it hit me—he wasn't crippled, wasn't even an omega. The silver poisoning? That was all just for me. I blinked... and woke up on slave-picking day. This time, I set him free.