Remi Novels & Stories

Just then, a girl, much taller than me appeared next to her, she had short hair, styled in a short side comb, and she was wearing a black tank top and jeans that rode around her hips, honestly, she was dressed like a guy and she looked hot too. "She's the one that you wanted to sit with?" she asked in a grumpy tone. "Yes babe," she grabbed her hand and pulled her down into the chair. "This is Carl." "Carl?" I blurted out, unable to hold back my shock. "Carly really but she likes to be called Carl." Celeste commented. "You got a problem with that?" she asked with the same grumpy tone as before. "No I was just surprised," I extended an arm, "nice to meet you." I smiled.

I wanted answers to my questions. "Am not the one who healed your husband madam, Remi did instead."she pointed at her sister. "So she's Remi. And you are?" "I am Rema." "Wow, you two have nice names." "Really?"Remi, the introvert one smile. "Yes dear. And thanks for healing my husband. You never gave me a chance to meet you again and express my appreciation to you. Thanks once again."I was indeed grateful to her. Carlos managed to get Remi to our side. To me, she looked innocent and kind. She was willing to help us against her sister's will. When she stepped in the

Jeez " she could only mutter. There was a guy in the house ..hugging Jemi... JEMI !! Her mouth was half open...Jemi who had quit the embrace when she had barged into the house had this annoyed look on her face. The guy, black and actually..... Darn hot, was looking at the both of them amused. Emma swallowed...spotted her purse on the sofa close to her and picked it up " I forgot this " she raised it up "No one asked" Jemi crowed dryly as she bit into her half-finished tacos Emma felt her cheeks burn..it was hard to think of a counter back when she was this angry. The guy walked over to her his hands stretch for a shake." I'm Ray Jemi's friend " Emma put on a smile and held his hand " Emma he

"Mr. Remi, what do you—" Hamza began to question, but Remi Sandoval waved a hand to silence him before he could finish. With nothing more to say, Hamza glanced at Adrian and stepped aside. Remi approached Adrian. After scrutinizing him for a moment, Remi apologized. "I’m sorry for what just happened. Hamza is impulsive by nature. If he seemed overly aggressive, please forgive him." Adrian nodded slightly in acknowledgment. After a pause, Remi continued, "Nevertheless, despite his rough manner, please understand our situation. For year

she threatened, and he raised his hands in surrender. "They're always like this, don't worry," the guy on my left said, breaking the tension. I looked over and saw a guy with white hair, white eyebrows, almost pink eyes, and extremely pale skin. He had albinism, making him one of the rarest friends I had ever come across. Despite his unique appearance, he was undeniably attractive, with a well-defined jawline and a breathtaking smile. "I'm Kai," he introduced himself, extending his hand for me to shake. I took it, and he pulled me closer, throwing his arm around my shoulder.

They were friends. Remi rose and came over to where I stood. “It’s nice to finally meet you. Please, call me Remi.” We shook hands. He was friendly, warm and courteous. He was so different from Ben's brooding personality and that was a welcome change. I liked him right away. Ben poured himself a drink from the bottle of whiskey standing on his desk. He got up, picked up the glass, and went over to stand at the window, his hands in his pocket. He stared outside from the window, his back to us.

I'll be back for you soon. I ran as fast as I could, and because I knew the routes like I knew the back of my hand, I avoided all the patrols trying to track me down. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I reached the border. - I, Beta Brady Brown, resign from my beta status and reject Lycan Moon Pach as my pack. I will continue my life as a rogue and return to save my mate and take revenge on all who cross my path. This is my solemn promise.

Men’s words were meant to be taken lightly, nothing more. This time, he did not stop her from leaving. He remained until she was gone and then disappeared into the night. Back in her room, Remi began packing. She was preparing to go to a mining site for sampling. To be cautious, she had two phones with her. As she powered on her old phone to charge it, the ringtone suddenly blared. She froze, staring at the caller ID, her expression darkening. Finally, she sighed and swiped to answer. “Hello?”

Remi let out a painful gasp. "Cut the act," he commanded. "I've been hankering after an opportunity to make amends with that man. I promise that he will arrive on two legs and depart on one if you truly called him here.” At last, Remi became irate. Reaching for a throw pillow, she threw it at him. She had looked him up on the game's backend system after that night at the club. Jonah was, in fact, among the highest-paid whales in Game Fest. In essence, he was an ardent fan. She had put up with him for this long only because of that.

This is the universal question and the only ones who can answer it are the people who saw their deaths, people like me. My name is Remi Woods. I'm eighteen years old, and for as long as I can remember, I've been able to see how a person will die with a single touch. At first, I wasn't quite sure what was happening and I was terrified that maybe I was going crazy, but after my visions kept coming to fruition no matter what I did, I knew I was different, and not in a good way.