Novels by Seth Wordsworth

Simon wanted to visit the Bed and Breakfast restaurant one last time before he departed for California. Unlike the other times he had come down to the diner in hopes of seeking his one true love, tonight was solely about ordering his favorite hamburger and glass of the divine milkshake. He was perched independently in a booth and was munching on one delicious hamburger which he held with both of his hands when his cell phone suddenly gave a sharp piercing ring. He glanced at the caller, placed the burger down, and answered the call by sliding up a green icon. "What's up, sis?" Simon said. "Not much," Simone replied. "What's up? Are you still coming to California tomorrow?""Well, yeah," Simon said, sipping from his milkshake. "Oh, I was thinking you'd spend like another extra day or something," Simone said, twirling her hair with her finger while she eased more into Kane's body. "Ah-ha! Something whispers to me that you're up to no good. Dare I think that you're not alone." Simon

The sixth day of summer was a Sunday. After a night of sinful pleasure, Kane and Simone woke up to the tolling of the church bell on the beach."Gosh, I hate that sound!" Kane said, groaning. "I hated it as a kid, and I still hate it now.""Good morning, baby," Simone said, leaning into him for a quick kiss. "I thought the Griffin's owned everything on the beach back then?""We did.""So why did your parents decide to put a church on the beach? Are they religious?" Kane arranged his pillows and propped his back comfortably on them as he sat up. "Not really; the church wasn't always here until a series of deaths began occurring on this beach. They built the church to ward off any evil presence."Stephanie gave him a skeptical look. "Evil presence? Deaths?" Kane nodded, and she laughed. "Well, did the number of deaths reduce after the church-" "No, people still died," said Kane, cutting in. "That's goddamn awful. I assume the dying people were those who came to visit the beach?""

Being in love was supposed to feel beautiful, Simon thought, so how come he felt like a piece of trash? He was at a bar, nestling a beer bottle in his mouth. He promised himself to have just one bottle and go home. He needed to clear his head; that was all. As he drank his beer, different thoughts ran through his mind, and one of them included the fact that he would never go back to being the man he used to be again. Sure enough, his body and intellect were still intact, but his soul was long gone. The fact that he could remember what it was like to be Simon and yet knew that he was not was a bit much for him to handle at times. Sometimes, he wished he could tell anyone, especially Simone, how he felt being reincarnated. The old Simon wouldn't have been a sucker for love. He felt like a robot whose software was corrupted to some degree. "Hey, Shane," he said to no one in particular. "Yes, what is it?" he heard in his mind. It felt awesome at times, talking to himself and listening

Simon was driving through the lit city of New York. He drove through the Empire State building, one of the tallest buildings in New York. He had been there several times at times like this, during the nighttime, to get a fascinating view of the city from above. He was browsing through his phone to locate the post notifications he had earlier received. He found Thelma's post and contained in the post was an address he was looking for.He dialed Thelma's number but it rang out. He tried it a second time and after a little while she answered the call."Hello, who is this?" Thelma said, her voice sounding warm."Hello, it's Simon Solomon," he said."Oh!" she gasped at the sound of his name. "My apologies Mr Simon I was not expecting any more surprises tonight.""No, it's fine. Actually, I do have one last surprise. I saw the address to your house on your

Later that evening, Simon got a call from Annie asking him to accompany her to a musical concert. New York city has all the biggest names in music rolling into town and with the multiple arenas in and around the city, it was easy to spot a great gig every night of the week!Simon had considered not going but his mother said there was no chance she would let him miss a perfect opportunity to get his closed walking bag of sad self loosened up by any means. He wore a nice plain white simple tee-shirt on top of olive green shorts.It was starting at eight PM and it was going to be a rock performance from one of the best rockstars in the world. Simon met Annie at the entrance to the arena where their tickets were checked and they were permitted into the building."I thought you were not going to come," Annie said as they made their way."I told you I'm open for friendship. I'm not

The day was hot as hell and the air she breathed in was dry. Stephanie's skin felt as dry as a bone in spite of the moisturizer for dry skin cream she had applied earlier on. She sipped chilled water from a plastic bottle and replaced it in the bottle holder compartment of her car. Tiny droplets of water trickled down the bottle. She took a look in the rearview mirror and smacked her lips. She reached for her cosmetics purse in her handbag and fetched her lips gloss from it before reapplying it for the third time."Come on, come on!" she said aloud to herself, honking. The car in front of her was moving slowly right after the lights turned green at the traffic spot.She was in such a big hurry because she did not want the ice cream she had gotten for herself and Thelma to melt before she got to work. And frankly because this was Thelma's first request ever, she felt she shouldn't mess up with giving her a proper treat. The ice cream wa