Rem Reckoning Novels & Stories

And in that naming, the past was no longer a question mark haunting the present. It was a truth integrated. The reckoning had moved forward. Not through confrontation. Through remembrance. And for the first time, Lillian slept without the feeling that something unnamed was waiting to be acknowledged. It already had been.

New York City hadn’t changed. It was still loud. Still full of people who never gave a damn about others. Luna stood outside the towering glass building that held Thorne Enterprises like her feet had been nailed to the sidewalk. She hadn’t been back in this city since the night everything fell apart. The night he humiliated her. Her fingers clenched the thin folder tucked under her arm. Emery’s medical records, a copy of the lab results and the doctor’s letter. She took a deep breath, lifted her chin, and stepped inside.

And I was about to confront them. The moment of reckoning had come. TO BE CONTINUED.........

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.

There was a separate reckoning required here, one that belonged specifically to him and Dahlia, regardless of how Lena eventually processed what she’d learned. He didn’t yet know what that reckoning should look like. But he understood, turning off his desk lamp finally and heading toward bed, that he needed to figure it out soon, and that whatever he decided needed to be built on the accurate version of events he’d just forced himself to remember, not the comfortable, managed version he’d been living inside for five quiet years.

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.