Remi Novels & Stories

"I heard of a visitor today...would you mind telling me her name?" "That is confidential information, you should know that." Valeria replied, concentrating on what she was writing. "I really need to confirm something, I am a staff. Am I not?" She asked hoping to get a positive answer. "Her name is Dana Hamilton, and she is from Hamilton's enterprise." Valeria said, "Is that all you want to know, or do you want to bombard me with more questions?" "That is all I want to know...thank you." She said and left the office. Valeria sighed and looked up from her paper. She knew that Dana was Clara's mother because it was very clear from the looks of the woman. Clara looked more like her mother than h

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

The girl dropped the food and stood there staring at him on wonder ,he was feeling confused about it all when she spoke up. " Hi mister , this is your food, but why do you look like me? And I bet you probably coloured your hair, is it silver too? Are you my dad? , Am Gemini by the way and my mum's name is Lisa" Liam almost got up to hug his daughter but he held himself with so much restraint that his clenched hand is beginning to draw blood , but for the benefits of his daughter he spoke ,

My name is Kim Ahri Gaumond. I am a simple employee who usually spends most of her time working, doing charity work, or attending treatments. I never really had a chance to give myself a break since I am not an outgoing person. For the first time in my 30 years of life, I decided to finally give in to my dream of having an international vacation not related to work. I may not be outgoing, but I still wanted to experience a life of leisure in a faraway land.

Maybe or most probably I'm the only new student here, she tell me to take a seat pointing to the only available seat. I sit next to a muscular guy, his hair is dirty blond and his eyes are light brown. He look at me and smile showing off his white teeths "hey olli" he says, no body called me olli before but apparently everyone here decided that's my nickname. "Hi" i mumble back not knowing his name or how he knew mine. "I'm Remington but everyone call me Remi for short" he says still smiling. "Pay attention Mr Rodriguez" the teacher snaps at us.

After few minutes of training, Mrs Smith came to address everybody, both newly assigned assassinators and special ones (old members) "Good morning, everyone!" "Good morning, ma'am!" They replied bowing down. "Without wasting much of our time, I will go straight to the point. My son, Justin, of which all of you know had an accident and is suffering amnesia now will be staying here. He had little memory of this place and so it isn't a familiar environment to him especially in his condition right now. So I took it upon myself to come here and inform you all personally to treat him well and respect him… have I made myself clear?!" She said sharply.

“Do forgive me, but I didn’t catch your name earlier.” She blushes. “I am sorry, I am so used to Rex, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Princess Iris.” Hector is surprised and bows. “I am sorry, Your Highness. I didn’t know you were a royal,” says Hector. Rex laughs. “It’s fine, Hector, you didn’t know, and Iris isn’t one for titles. Just respect the queen and we will be fine,” orders Rex. Ruby and Ash join the group a few moments later. Ruby sits next to Hector and Ash sits next to Ruby.

Remi asked. “Damn, she’s way too perky for me.” Seraphina sighed. “Remi, this Riley RedFang. I’m assigning you to show her around and help her in any way she needs.” “You got it Mr. M, she’s in good hands.” Remi bounced around. “Good luck and have a nice day.” Mr. Mitchell smiled and went back to his office. “Hi! I’m Remi Stone.” She introduced herself bouncing on her toes.

"You're saying that now, but can you handle what Essence handled? The meals? The laundry? The care for Asher?" "Of course," she said quickly. "But let’s be honest. I’m not a domestic worker. Cooking isn't my strong suit, and I’d rather not risk poisoning anyone." "So what is your strong suit? Smiling pretty for the cameras?" My voice came out colder than I intended. Remi smiled. "Emotional support. Loyalty. Presence. I may not cook, but I will be there for Asher at every school play, every illness, every scraped knee."

Remi. My hand clenched tightly around the glass. "Well," I said, "if this is a sting, at least you have the decency to make it a pretty one." Remi gave me that slow, syrupy smile I remembered all too well. "Relax, Ale,” she said, her voice grating on my nerves. “We're just here to talk." “Don't you dare call me that if you don't want trouble, woman,” I seethed, sending her a glare enough to kill.