Simon Ghost の小説・ストーリー

ASHLEY The horror that gripped me was so strong that it pushed me down to the ground. I didn't stop screaming and the shock didn't disappear either as I stared at the ghostly body covered in blood. “Help! Help! Ahh!" I screamed, unable to get up or run away. "Simon!” I screamed and burst into tears. Real tears. They killed him before I could reach him. They took his life when they realized that he didn't want to be part of their game anymore. How could they be so evil? How?”

She flashed a playful smile, her eyes flirting shamelessly. Simon returned the smile, his charm hiding his true intentions. "I've heard many stories of the beauty of the Silver Moon Pack. I had to see for myself if the tales were true." Jasmin's interest was piqued. "Well, it's nice to know we're famous," she teased. "But who might you be, handsome?" Simon introduced himself as a business man, traveler, and photographer. He had to keep his true identity hidden from prying eyes. His contact lenses, the human disguise, was his first line of defense in the supernatural world.

Bury her beneath rumors and warnings, make her a myth mothers told their daughters. My phone buzzed. Another report. “Failed again. Target protected by unknown male. Suspect: Simeon Moretti ”. I leaned back the smile spreading on my face. Simeon. That was unexpected. He was testing my patience. He was supposed to be a ghost, a myth of his own, the Bloody Vultures bloodline was as brutal as it was loyal.. But maybe Sarian had gotten under his skin too, maybe he loved her. Or maybe he was just as stupid as Julio. Either way I’d deal with him soon enough

Simon snickers, "That just because there's that in the room, I can't hear what you're saying. That I can't come in here and finish the job?" Alex looks back at me again, "What is he talking about?" "Hell," Simon laughs, "It's in the middle of the room! As long as I don't step on that red circle I am free to do anything I like." "You know," I smirk, "Before you say that, you may just want to look up." Simon slowly raises his head and glares at the ceiling. "Oh dear," Simon mutters, "It appears I am stuck." His eyes flash black and I quickly lunge forward, stabbing the syringe into Simon's chest. He lets out a haunting scream and falls to the floor.

Luna whispered in Simon’s ear. “Don’t cry. I’m still breathing...” Simon whispered. “Simon!” Luna said with disbelief. “You are alive! You are alive! ” Simon did not answer. He just closed his eyes. ------- As Simon opened his eyes, he saw the white ceiling, with light coming from there. ‘Am I dead? Am I dead?’ Simon thought.

he asked. "No." I deadpanned answered. "Why, are famous?" I asked innocently. "I doubt your famous, you're not even good-looking." His eyes went wide at my words and I swear he looked mad for a moment. I had to stop the urge of biting my lip as those words escaped my lips. Of course he is famous. He is Grey Simons of SHADOW. And he definitely is so handsome. Fuck. He is drop dead gorgeous. But I won't admit that.

I shrug my shoulders. “I just assumed someone was trying to kill me.” “Kill you?” he laughs menacingly. “In order for someone to want to kill you, you would need to be significant.” “Significant enough for your Rogue King to continually attack my pack.” I retort. Simon rolls his eyes and huffs back into his seat. “He heard a whisper, and he followed it on the wind,” he says begrudgingly. “Oh, and what whisper would that be?” “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

Veronica stayed quiet and Mike was paying attention to the road along with the driver. In response, Felix just nodded. Now he was familiar with Nick. He was ready for all the tricks Nick had in his sleeves. "So tell me, where we were back then?" Nick questioned. "Huh? Inside the studio of Ghostbusters?" Felix answered back. "Right! What do Ghostbusters do?" "As the name suggests? Ghostbusting?" "Pffttt! Hahahaha! that's the lamest answer I've ever heard."

I inadvertently called in shock as he joined my Grandfather by his side with a stern look. "What did you do to him? Did you brainwash him?! He's innocent, let him go!" I yelled, struggling vehemently against the chair which successfully held me down. I paused as the old man burst into a mocking laughter. "You wanted to know how you are here right?" I gulped down my saliva. "It wouldn't have been possible without Simon here. Simon is a spy. He's been watching your every move since the day you left this household. Simon here is a Hunter, he's your cousin. Although he isn't as ruthless or strong as you, he's a genius like me."

her mother didn’t move and she stopped her breathing. “Mom! Mom!” she was crying in agony. She felt a mix of emotions and felt that God must be crazy. “I’m not a bad person why do you let me suffer this? Are you true huh? Fuck you!” She mocked God and threw everything she held. She opened the box and the stone was shining. It seemed that the stone called her name. “eat me now so that you can avenge your mother's death and unleash your true power.” The ghost stone called her name.