Simon X Nia Novels & Stories

Daniel whistled, impressed. But Simon didn’t seem to be listening. His attention was completely on Natalia, who was beginning to feel exposed under his gaze. “What do you want, Simon?” she finally asked, in a sharp tone. “Speak up.” Simon pressed his lips together, as if debating how to say what was on his mind. “I want to talk to you… alone.” Natalia shook her head, and her expression hardened. “No. Right here is fine.” Simon’s face darkened for a moment, but he didn’t insist. He looked down, clearly defeated, and remained silent.

“Who’s Simon?” “Oh, man.” Mia reached for a quesadilla. “Simon Yates is only the hottest kickboxer in the game, ladies. He trains with Adam and Nick, and he’s Mitch’s sparring partner. You’ll have seen him in those ads for Coles Jeans… the blond guy with the perfect chest and ass?” Maggie gazed at Reena. “That guy?” “Yeah.” Reena went back to the kitchen and got the pitcher of Margaritas. “Yeah, we’ve been on six dates.”

“Fair enough.” The trip to Tipas was quiet. Simon sat in the passenger seat, nervously rehearsing phrases he’d written down phonetically: “Magandang gabi po.(Good evening.)” “Ako po si Simon.(I am Simon.)” “Gusto ko po sanang ligawan si Leonora. (I want to ask if I can court Leonora.)” Nathan shook his head every time Simon practiced the lines with the wrong inflection. “You’re gonna terrify them if you sound like you’re summoning a ghost,” Nathan said.

She looked somewhat insane. She laughed crazily all of a sudden. “It’s fine now, anyway. I can’t get him, but you won’t get him either!” She slowly stood up and the smile on her mouth looked a little strange at the moment. Then, she said in a low voice, “Simon has gone to another world now, and I’m going over to look for him. He’ll only be mine from now on!” As soon as Xena said this, she abruptly lowered her head and slammed it on the sharp corner of the table!

"Damn it, Nina, you—" "Listen to me, Simon! I’ve chosen my path, and I’ve proven to you that a woman can cross the line when she isn't valued. You wanted a wife who acted like a whore, didn't you? Well, now you’ve got one! Not a whore for you, but for the men out there. I’m going to be their wildest fantasy!"

Simon walks toward us with cat-like grace and stares at me without saying a word, and I am a little unnerved by how good he looks in his black jeans and light green shirt. "So...I see you brought Princess Olivia to join us," he snarks. "You know Olivia!" Sylvia exclaims. Simon keeps his eyes on me while answering her question, probably to make me feel uncomfortable. "Know her? We are practically childhood friends." Childhood friends? What the hell is he talking about?

“You know Simone, right?” “Simon? The name doesn’t ring a bell,” Anthony shook his head negatively, a little bit of a frown on his face. “Is he a competitor or a partner? Have I met him?” “Yes, you’ve met her. Simone as in my stepsiter,” the smirk was back on William’s face. “Oh? OH?! Are you telling me you’re going after her at long last?” Anthony then asked. William nodded, his smirk broadening. “I pray to the gods she changes this steely heart of yours, and makes you more human,” Anthony let out jokingly. “I see she’s already doing her magic.”

I can help. Marcus's mocking laughter filled the room again, and Nina's heart sank. "Please, Mom, just trust me," Nina said, her voice breaking. "I can't talk right now, but I'll be fine." "Alright, Nina," her mother said reluctantly. "But please, be safe. I love you." "I love you too, Mom," Nina whispered, tears streaming down her face. Marcus ended the call and threw the phone aside. "You think you can outsmart me, Nina? You think you can win this game?"

But Xena only pushed further. Smiling sweetly, she turned to Simon. “So this is Mr. Jones? I’ve been wanting to meet you. Going forward, for my sister’s sake, I hope you’ll look out for me.” Simon had heard plenty about the Xander family. The moment he saw Layla’s expression turn cold, his own demeanor cooled as well. He didn’t bother hiding his displeasure toward Xena. “You’re too kind, Miss Xander. I’ve just taken on this role, and I’m barely keeping up with internal affairs. I’m afraid I don’t have the capacity to ‘look out’ for anyone right now.”

Simon could see that his chest was almost sticking out of his nightgown cap and that he was only hiding people there. He could feel his lower half throbbing because he was looking at an erotic scene, a delicious breakfast. Simon played with her nipple with his thumb, and she moaned. He lowered his head and put the pinkish apple in his mouth. His other finger played with her other nip while he savored her other breast. With a start and a little moan, Simon went completely crazy. His grip on her n-pple got stronger. “Simon, what’re you doing?” Luna’s eyes widened, and instead of pushing Simon, she twitched him.