The Sims Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Don’t mind me. Just pretend I’m not here.” Kimi eventually broke up with him. I couldn’t blame her. Even if I wasn’t in the room with them, Simon is an idiot. He kept saying the wrong things. Stuff like, “Well, think of it this way. Now when you have sex, it won’t hurt!” and, “I’ve been trying to shut down the rumors about you and Brad, but nobody believes me.” Sure, Kirsten’s bitch crew have been spreading shit about Kimi being a slut, but she doesn’t need to know that!

“Idiot! No one is closer to Mr. Sims than I am. I would know if Ms. Sims is returning ahead of time.” She looked at me with disdain. “You sure are pulling all the stops, even faking the surgical wound.” The crimson blood highlighted my translucent skin. Rachel’s malicious eyes fell on me, and her jealousy reared its ugly head. “You must have seduced Mr. Sims with your assets.” Rachel got up and grabbed a bottle from the table of torture devices. Fear gripped me as I realized what it could be. I crawled backward desperately but was grabbed by the hair and pulled back in place.

I said with a smirk. Simeon rolled his eyes. “So you’re not interested in Emma anymore?” I laughed, shaking my head. “Why wouldn’t I be? Emma will be my wife, and Veronica will be my side chick,” I said, a surge of joy running through me at the thought. I could see the disbelief in Simeon’s eyes as I got into my car and drove off, his voice echoing in my mind. ---

No matter what he's ever been in the past, it wouldn't change the fact that he was a common slave from the White Star Pack in the Redstone region. "Hi Violet, I hope you're good." A strange number sent a text message to me, a few hours after I resumed office. "I miss you so much. I can't wait to see you again." "Who is this?" I replied quickly, turning the pages of the files to check the ones who hadn't been attended to by those whose ranks were lower than mine. "It's someone who loves you so deeply that he can't wait to have something mutual with you." The person responded. I thought deeply before Simon's name came to mind. Could he be trying to play with my mind?

Simon said as he twirled the found panties with his forefinger. What he did made Aiyana's face flush red. She was caught up in her own game. Bringing Simon as a fake husband instead gave her a difficult life and made her disturbed. “Well, don't forget about my allowance this month, Grandpa Rafael gave me less. Last night it was gone!” Simon said while raising the corners of his lips. Aiyana clenched both hands tightly. She knew that the man was playing a very disgusting role in front of Afgan to give Afgan a trail, so that Afgan looked down on her.

Sabrina muttered. "I would like to ask a favor from you," Sabrina muttered staring at Simon's hazel eyes. "What? If it is within my power, I would do it," Simon assured. "I want you to play the role of being my fake husband, it would make anything we plan more believable," Sabrina muttered. "Tsk, are you getting formidable now? If that's what you want, consider it done," Simon muttered. "Thank you, I owe you big time," Sabrina muttered, giving Simon a genuine smile.

Simone's pov She would hit me when Dad wasn't looking, forgot to feed me and was always holding a phone or a mirror in her hands. It didn't take long before Dad finally realized her true colors and she was sent packing from our house, but not before signing a huge sum of money from dad's account into hers by forging his signature.

"Sir, the medication has been injected and the person has been buried alive." Simeon's mouth curved into a smile as he twirled his thumb ring, "Come back." Being buried alive was already very painful, and adding that kind of medication from the Sanatorium only made it even more painful. Lena, Lena, even if you had all the skills in the world, you couldn't have survived.

Simon rushed to her, eyes wide and pleading “you were her best friend right? Please tell me where she is-” The echoes of Felicia's hand connecting with Simons face. “How dare you?” She asked “after everything you've put her through… you dare act like you care on her funeral” Simons eyes looked wild and I thought he would do something, teach her a lesson. But instead he fell to his knees. “I will make things right” he said. She scoffed “Anika wanted to get away from you” She said. “She wanted to be free” “Please I just want my wife back in my arms”

Third Person's POV Samantha's eyes flickered violently, her fingernails digging so hard into her palms they almost broke the skin hidden beneath her sleeves. Gritting her teeth, she lowered her voice and pleaded with Wynn, "Miss Simmons, I know there are some misunderstandings between Cassian and me right now. Can you do me a favor for old times' sake and pull some strings so I can see him just once?" Wynn looked at her like she had just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world and couldn't help but scoff. "You want to see my brother? Sure—wait until your next life when you reincarnate as a high-tier wolf."