Rem Reckoning Novels & Stories

I stared blankly into space, thinking about how I would have lost Catherine in less than 24 hours. “If her pulse hadn’t returned, is that how I would have lost her? Is that how everything we had shared would have gone down the drain? Is that how she would have died with me not forgiving her? Is that how we both wouldn’t have had a heart-to-heart conversation and move on with our lives? Is the revenge I am so keen on getting really worth it? I almost lost another soul I love because of the revenge I am so invested in getting!! Am I treading the right path?” I queried myself as tears escaped my eyelids. I shut my eyes, my questions echoing in my mind like the toll of a distant bell. The loud n

And as the night fades into dawn, I find comfort in the knowledge that regardless of what darkness may come, I'll always have Xander by my side. The next morning, after the unsettling nightmare, we gather in the living room, still reeling from the events of the previous day. Silver, Xander, Richard, and I exchange weary glances, each of us carrying the weight of uncertainty on our shoulders. As we sit in silence, the events in Miles's room weigh heavily on my mind. With a deep breath, I decide to break the silence, determined to confront the darkness that lurks within our pack. “We're here because I want to talk about what we found in Miles's room,” I say, my voice steady despite the turmoil

Speaking of the devil, Ronan walks towards us, his face twisted into a cunning smirk. He knows. He knows everything he shouldn't. I'm doomed.

As a result, I shook it off and managed a smile, reminding myself that I’ll be leaving soon. Eyes continued to bore into my back and I wondered how much longer they were going to keep looking at me like that. At last, someone spoke up, a Gamma, “You must think the alpha will talk to you.” She drawled out, giving me an insolent smirk. “Welcome to the impromptu meeting I called.” Nathan announced, breaking apart the crowd. “There’s been an alarm in some packs and I wanted everyone to be vigilant lately.” He continued, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

Could only whisper a strangled, "Please…" "This is a reckoning," he said, firmer now. "This is a memory that has needed to surface. One that has been repressed by you and by the people who have led you astray for too long. And once it surfaces, everything else will follow. You have to remember. There is no other way." My body fought it, wanted to run. But some deeper part of me—the part that remembered being brave—listened. So I stayed. And I fell.

(Dominic) My wedding is in a week. Hazel's pregnancy is formed into a bump, constantly reminding me that the baby inside her isn't mine. And now, I have to deal with insubordination. “ I want a name,” I commanded, maintaining a calm demeanor, moments after breaking the pool stick. “ It's either you give it to me now, or I'll beat it out of you.” It took a critical assessment of the footage to notice that something was amiss. The record of my grandma in the house had been deleted.

He pulled me into his arms, the words more a whisper, "Then we fight. We'll hold each other tight and nothing's going to be able to tear us apart." I closed my eyes, the words enveloping me with steel. Short of terror creeping onto the edges of my mind, I clung to hope in words, promise in eyes. The phone beeped again after that. I glanced at the screen—a text message from a blocked number: "The reckoning is at noon. Are you ready?" My heart is pounding. My head is full of questions. What was the reckoning? Who was coming to our house? And how much were we going to owe?

"Are there no other witnesses?" "Privacy was a stipulation in the contract," Parker said. "Just the legal minimum—your father, myself, and the judge." The door behind the bench opened, and a gray-haired woman in robes entered. "All rise for the Honorable Judge Helen Winters." As they sat again, the large screen flashed to life. Ryker Blackwood appeared, his face clearer than it had been during the brief dinner video call. He sat at a desk, Tokyo's night skyline visible through windows behind him.

I was going to take out Bailey's death on every member of Zane's pack and the goddess be gracious if I stumbled on Zane. With fury and hate in my eyes and and heart, I charged through the ranks and destroyed every memeber of Blemish that came my way. Recce fought bravely by my side and we took down a pair of black coated wolves. Recce bit one's head and I broke his cervical bone and anyone within a meter from me could hear them snap like tooth picks in my gasp.

I run to my room as I cry, shut the door and immediately grab my phone as I send Royce messages left and right. "Royce, Can we still see each other?" "Answer me please." "Hello?" "Meet me at the forest tonight at 9," he responds. Oh God, Is he ending things? I rush to bathe, put on clothes, and sit on my bed. Just think about what Royce would tell me: I feel so ashamed, and Mom's marriage is at risk because of me. ****************************************** ROYCE POV "Dad, please stop it, let's go back." my dad rushes to his car.