Simon Vance Books Novels & Stories

"The MPs arrested everyone in Vance's crew over the last few weeks. They followed his paper trail, tracked the money. Got confessions, evidence, the whole thing. It's airtight." "Everyone?" Emma asked. "All but one." Daniel's jaw tightened. Simons. The bastard had vanished the second the arrests started. "Guy named Simons. He went to ground before they could grab him. But they're looking. It's only a matter of time." "So, I need Byrnes until then."

When Simon opened the door, Mace turned his head towards him. "Keys?" Simon motioned as he approached the car. "I am going to be driving you so … No!" He moved to the driver's seat and opened the door. As Simon stepped inside, he opened the book and began to read again. Mace spotted it and began to laugh. "What the hell are you reading?"

Simon sighed, crestfallen “I don't want to give her any more reason to think that my intentions towards you are not good. And, you know what everyone thinks when a couple our age travels alone...” “What does everyone think?” she asked, though it was pretty clear she already knew the answer. “Uh... Do you want to see my first theoretical book on programming?” Simon asked, nervously, moving away from her to go to the bedside table almost eaten by termites "I found it when I was a kid, in the garbage of a college that I passed by on my way back from school..."

Only then did I learn that the man in front of us was named Simon Vane, Sofia's childhood sweetheart. The Vane family wasn't a mafia family, but they ran the biggest bookstore and charity fund in the Old Town. They didn't touch guns or smuggling, yet plenty of people owed them favors. They talked about a lot of things from their childhood. Finally, Sofia quietly told him about her illness. "Simon, when I'm gone, scatter my ashes into the sea. And this child, even though she's almost grown, watch over her for me." Simon stared at her, stunned, unable to hold back the tears streaming down his face.

Simon chuckled as he walked towards Eric. “Who are you?” Eric said as his grip on his gun tightened as his eyes narrowed. He definitely wasn’t used to talking to strangers that just appeared from nowhere. Let, alone one that was armed. “Take it easy, man.” Simon raised his hands in surrender. “ My name is Simon. I’m here for the same cause as you. Vampires. Although we may have met before, but not directly.” “I don’t remember seeing your face anywhere.” Eric was skeptical .

As I was drifting in and out of consciousness, my childhood friend, Simon Vance, risked his life to pull me out of the roaring flames. Since he was on his own, he had no choice but to leave behind Rebecca, who had already taken her last breath. He had grown up in the orphanage with me, sharing a bond with Rebecca that ran deeper than blood. We held each other and cried, but even then, he didn't forget to comfort me. "Caroline, this isn't your fault," he said. "They did this, not you."

However, that is Owen's expertise and something that he can do in the morning. Simon then leaves the Boutique, gets into his car, then heads out of the city and back to the pack territory. Once there, he heads back to the barracks and meets up with Owen, who has half a dozen males with him. Simon smiles. These males are perfect. However, he knows that Lavinia will do what he has asked her to do and they won't need them.

I nod, “Okay, have you guys had breakfast yet? Would you want to join me?” Vince answers, “Miss, it’s our job to follow you no matter where you go.” I shrug in response as I start to walk away and comment, “Just because you’re following me doesn’t mean you can’t sit and join me.” Simon chuckles, “I like the way you think, P.” I swear I can hear a small grunt behind me and I'm pretty sure Vince just elbowed Simon. Vince takes his job very seriously meanwhile Simon enjoys getting to mingle and interact with others. He's definitely a social butterfly.

Scarlet red shaded her cheeks as the man pulled away. Emma blinked hesitantly and swallowed, her features tensed as she felt the strong taste of alcohol in her mouth. "She knows who she belongs to," Kevin retorted looking at her moist lips and right into those deep hazel eyes that were avoiding looking at him again. Jimin saw what he was doing and smiled. Possessive freak! “Well, of course," Jimin chuckled as he looked at Kevin from head to toe. The man in front of him was incredibly intimidating, Jimin wouldn't deny.

"Don't dare come near my people again" Damont got on the elevator wondering how he was going to get information on Vinca. He needed to do something before she appeared again. He wasn't suited for jail and there was no way he was going to do time.