Remi Novels & Stories

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”

I yelled, pulling myself from the mattress to the headboard. My inner wolf was beckoning on me to run, not see him as my mate. "I-I'm looking for Damon! I need to see Damon!" The smile disappeared from his face, going cold completely. He froze, his hand hanging in the air. The heat rose in the room, and I felt it set on me. "Damon?" he repeated, his voice soft in a strange way. "The Alpha who rejected you? Is that your first thought after giving birth to my children?" His sudden rage overwhelmed him. The power aura rolling off him was thick, and I felt like I was suffocating.

"I listened from the side. The features in that Master Remi painting looked exactly like this one of yours. Look at the lines…" Melanie's words made Rebecca's mouth fall open. Before this, she had never heard the name Remi. After Oscar mentioned it, she started paying attention. Now, hearing it again from Melanie, she could not hold back. "Is this Remi really that famous? I heard he's actually pretty young. Is that true?" The moment she asked, Melanie lit up. "I'll tell you, but don't go repeating it. People used to say Remi was dead. But now it turns out he's still

After brunch, I sit back in my room until there is a knock on the door. “Come in.” The door opens, and in walks a tall, slim, dark brown-skinned woman with short, wavy hair. She walks in with Rita right beside her. “Ms. Tanya, this is Kimber, and she is here to do your hair.” “Nice to meet you, Tanya,” Kimber says as she extends her hand. I take her hand in mine and shake it. “Nice to meet you, too.”