Fairy Tail Simon 소설 & 이야기

He's probably gone to his room to do God knows what with Simon. Is it even worth tracking him down and risk traumatising myself for life if I catch them in the act? I’m not against them but sometimes Stan was something dominant and I don’t want to know it. And Simon was something you can call a freak. Best Duo. Simon managed the cartel around the world specially the Virus met and he knew his deal so much. And he has a lot of ways to ‘negotiate’. I don't even fuckin' scare easily but Simon's a goddamn freak when it comes to that shit.

He answers easily. “B-but..” Simon seems stuck on the words and he’s turning a weird shade of purple. “But what? I am not going to marry you. I. AM. TAKEN. Very happily taken and completely not available. Leave me alone!” I insist. Simon’s pretence of manners falls away completely. “You have to be JOKING! There’s no way you would choose some boy toy INCUBUS over me! Do you know who my family are?” He yells.

If he were ever to fall for a woman, it would probably be Laura. "Alright," he finally agreed. "I'll make arrangements in the next couple of days." Laura beamed. And for the first time, a glimmer of hope returned to her eyes. Simon, however, had an unreadable expression. That afternoon, while Laura was fast asleep after taking her medicine, Simon left the house. … At Haven City Prison, Simon had pulled some strings to arrange a meeting with Harry. Harry didn't know Simon, nor did he recognize him. Simon introduced himself. "Hello, my name is Simon. I'm Anthony Moore's son."

I pulled myself off my grasp, shoving him off. “I'm not hectane, you freak! I am Simone, bride to the Lycan king Giovanni, and he wouldn't spare your life for abducting me!” I yelled, from pent-up frustration, only to see him gloating. “He won't, I swear He'll come for me, and you really don't seem to know what you are up against.” A soft giggle eased across his lips on hearing my words. I watched as he ran his fingers into his hair. The swift, gentle movement caused my breath to cease.

After all, his pals are not judgemental and are definitely not homophobes. For years, Simon fantasized of being with Hans. But he just couldn’t act on his desires because he is terrified and he is not confident. But now that he has the chance, he knew he should not let this pass. He bit his lower lip as he gazed at the wonderful silhouette on the frosted glass. He wants Hans to be his. ‘You're going to be mine tonight...’ Simon thought as he continued taking a bath.

“Then he remembered the look in her eyes. He could tell she was still very young, but she was undeniably attractive. Even though she looked unkept and beaten, one could not deny that she was a beautiful girl. He stood up from his desk and went towards the door, but as soon as his hand touched the doornob, he paused. “She'll want to rest” He thought and dropped his hand. Just as he was walking back to his desk, his door found open and he turned to see who it was. “Yo!! I still can't believe you actually found her”. Simon said and Urian sighed before going to sit on the couch instead as he was very sure this brother of his was definitely not leaving now. Unlike Urian, Simon was a plain lycan.

What Ray really wanted to know was how Mary compared to Lucas. If she were only on Lucas's level, he could crush that faction outright without any hesitation. Channing glanced at Ray. Seeing that his expression remained calm and unreadable, Channing felt a flicker of disappointment. He had hoped to see some tension on Ray's face—if Ray grew uneasy, it would be much harder for him to refuse the proposal that was coming next. Still, he had to test the waters first. "Ray, let me introduce this man to you." Channing pointed at Simon. "His name is Simon. Like us, he's an ability user. His power is… communicating with satellites and reading all server data, bypassing any firewall."

He asked me, pointing to Fayne who stood solidly beside me. I took a step forward. “He's my slave. He goes with me wherever I go.” The security man cleared his throat. “My name is Simon, I work for Jacob Galahad.” “I see.” I said with a smirk. Simon gestured me into the gate. “Please come with me.” “I would go in with you but first, wouldn't you like to apologize for leaving me outside for so long?” Simon cleared his throat. “Well… I didn't expect that you would arrive so late. We thought you'd changed your mind.”

And I wasn’t kidding when I said he looked sexy. “SB... And he’s seriously muscular. His body is, like, on fire,” I said, sneaking a glance at Simon out of the corner of my eye. As expected, his cheeks flushed a light shade of pink. I could already tell he was mentally constructing a shirtless image of Silvio. I laughed, shaking my head at how ridiculous Simon looked. He didn’t just breathe and eat rainbows, he practically shot them out of his eyes. His thing for super buff guys had gone way beyond a preference; at this point, it was a full-blown fetish.

I reached out to take it, our fingertips just about to touch— "Cheryl!" Everyone at our table froze and turned toward the voice. Simon burst out from some corner. Under the harsh lights of the barbecue stall, his face looked dark and menacing. He stared straight at me—and at Lesley, who was still holding out the tissue. In a few long strides, he rushed to our table. His finger jabbed so close to Lesley's nose it was almost touching, spit flying as he shouted, "Who the hell are you? Stay away from her! Let me tell you—don't come sniffing around trying to live off a woman at your age. Her family's properties have nothing to do with you! They're all mine!"