Remmick #sinners Novels & Stories

And that really had brought them down. They just saw me turning to leave again. But then I heard Remmo taking over the conversation behind me."Amazing!" He said out loud. Laughing and clapping. With his cuffs. While he gave me a twitched lips."Well played, you illegitimate bitch. Now you seem someone capable to be our sister. Though this doesn't change the fact that you are a rotten blood. Worthless. And an living proof of our parents adultery." He starting to use something that he knows affects my emotions alot.

“Shameless. Everyone already knows you fucked Miguel Renard. Everyone has seen the leaked nudes with Lucas, my friend, the one who learned what happens when he touches what is mine. You drag that history into a restaurant and swing at the only people who still answered your messages. You make my name look like a brawl in a parking lot. Me? Kai Lennox?” He did not stop. The impacts continued, methodical, the kind of calculated violence that left marks without requiring explanation the next day. Elara curled inward, arms raised, breath coming in short, broken pulls. She did not scream. The tower walls were thick and the children were supposed to be in their own wings. They were not.

"What? You look like you've seen a ghost." Selena blinked, then scowled. "What are you doing out? Weren't you supposed to be locked up?" I smirked. "What can I say? I have a way with people." I looked her over, taking in her pale complexion, the exhaustion evident in her eyes. my smirk widened. "Damn, Remmick. Letting yourself get beaten up this badly? That's embarrassing." Her scowl deepened. "Shut up, Liam." I chuckled, tilting my head. "Nah, I think I'll enjoy this moment a little longer."

18: THE ARCHITECTURE OF MALICE 2. Richard. A dark, brilliant idea sparked in my mind, and I instantly smoothed my features into a look of sudden recognition. I slammed my palms together, a loud, sharp snap echoing through the quiet lounge. "Oh, Fuck," I breathed, letting out a dry, forced chuckle as I stepped closer to him, wrapping my fingers around his forearm. "I remember now. Fuck it, Lake, her face... it just clicked."

David shouted, but she wouldn't stop until she has reached her destination, she got into their bedroom threw herself on the bed, and spread out her thighs making room for her husband, David pushed the door open and saw her, a killer smirk on his lips as he neared her. "I'm coming for you, Raya." He husked, gave her a wink, and tore his shirt apart, buttons flying all over the place. "I'm all yours for the taking," Raya replied. "Fuck!" David cried and in one swift motion, he was on her. Their moans and cries were all that could be heard from both lovers as they reunite the bond they shared. "I'm coming for you big baby, and be rest assured that this time, I would never let you run away from

Damian closed his eyes for a second, then stepped back and opened the door. Ace, Flynn, and Alaric walked in like they owned the suite. Ace came first—tall, tattooed sleeves disappearing under his rolled shirtsleeves, that dangerous smirk already in place. Flynn followed, broad and quiet, eyes dragging over my exposed thighs like he was measuring me up. Alaric last, sharp suit, sharper smile, the kind of man who could ruin you with a look. “Evening, Mrs. Romanov,” Ace drawled, shutting the door behind them. “Nice dress. Shame it’s about to come off.”

I asked ironically with a smile on my face. “Oh, yes. I will tell you who I am. My name is Ahmed Saad and we had been told to kill you on sight,” he said with a smile of his own. “Oh, really? Well, that’s a tough call. And now since you are going to kill me, care to tell me who sent you?” I asked again and I checked and saw that the other vampires with him had also noticed that I wasn’t alone and they had taken a battle stance. “You don’t need to know and you don’t know her. At least, we didn’t see the girl the witch had said was here but look, we found you,” he said and before I could say anything else, they attacked.

I searched the crowd for him, but he was nowhere to be seen. “Everyone knows Asher is Damon’s beta,” Rex continued. “Yes!” the crowd echoed. I stole a glance at Zima. She just stared at me, her eyes burning. “Now the question is, why would Alpha Damon ask his beta to do this?” “I never did,” I said, my voice sharp. “Play the audio,” Darius said, a wry smile on his face, enjoying the chaos. The audio played. It was me, ordering Asher to pin the murder on Zima. The room erupted. My father growled from his seat, fury radiating off him.

"Yes? Can I help you?" "Good day, sir. I'm looking for Cole Harvey. Is he around?" "Who wants to know?" Cole asked suspiciously. "I'm sorry, where are my manners? My name is Father Gabriel Korvenus. I am with the Congregation of the Holy Cross." "Sorry, but I'm not looking to find God today," Cole said coldly as he started to shut the door. "Wait! Please, Detective Harvey! I think I have some information about the recent night club murder."

Scott said, but he didn't offer a hand, "My wife missed her mother. So, here we are." Just then, Remo strolled down the stone steps with a smirk playing on his lips that usually meant trouble. "There she is," Remo called out, "My beautiful step-sister. It's really nice to finally meet you." He reached out toward Allie, his hand halfway to her shoulder but he never made it. In a movement so fast that I couldn't even see properly, Scott was there. The click of a safety being switched off was the only warning. Before Remo could blink, the cold, silver muzzle of a Beretta was pressed firmly against the center of his forehead.