Remus Black Novels & Stories

The Remus Pack was here. I gave a sigh which told the other two that I was annoyed. "They shouldn't be here," I got to my feet and smelled the wind. Of course they were. The Remus Pack was so nosy that sometimes I could rip all of their throats out just for being such a pest. Blake was amused. "To what do we owe the pleasure of their visit tonight?" His hair had fallen back onto his forehead, giving him the impression of a bad boy, while his eyes started to glow faintly.

"We have Remus. I've got him in the basement. There are no scratches, as you requested." I didn’t answer. That was the call I had been waiting for. I took the private elevator down, each passing floor ratcheting the heat in my veins higher. When the doors opened, there he was. Slumped in a rusted chair, under a flickering lightbulb, mouth gagged and wrists tied tightly. Remus. He looked twitchy, bewildered, and pitiful, like a rat caught in a trap. His bloodshot eyes caught mine. And I could see confusion in his eyes. That fear that hadn’t registered yet. He didn't understand why he was here.

Especially since she began to play with my nipple with her other hand, of course. A few waves of pleasure later, I was putty for her. However, she moved aside for Remus, who during that time had prepped with protection and lubricant. To be honest, I wasn't incredibly excited for him. I widened my eyes as he took his place over me, tilting his head as he stared. Beneath him, I felt small and insignificant, but not in a good way. His eyes glowed a deep crimson, and I felt my stomach clench.

a smirk drawn on his lips. “Okay, Mr Felix. I’m going to start the interview now. May I grab your attention please.” Kiel opened the folder. The man raked his gray hair up, crossing his legs. “I am ready.” A few questions were asked by Kiel and Felix answered it confidently. He never changed. Just like the last time they saw each other, Kiel can still see the straightforward attitude he has. Felix Remus was the only successor of the Remus Clan. A dignified example of a dominant alpha. He was honed to handle the clan at a very young age and meet Devyn and Kiel during highschool.

The words hung in the air, a bright, uncontained energy that filled the space with life and the thrilling promise of risk and danger. A frantic voice broke the silence, a bright, vivid presence that filled the air with urgency and the thrill of the unknown. A crew member rushed to them, his face a sharp, living force that filled the space with life and the thrill of risk and danger. "Remus is trapped," he said, his voice a wild, uncontained energy that filled the air with life and the thrill of the unknown. "Caught on a reef. Injured and unable to return." His words were a bright, living force, a sharp, uncontained energy that filled the space with life and the thrilling promise of risk and

"Did the scouts find another Dark Moon position?" "Worse, Alpha," Remus hissed, his chest heaving as he pulled a small, shattered electronic device from his leather pouch. He laid it flat on the wooden table in the hallway. It was a high-grade military communicator, its screen cracked, but a faint red light was still pulsing on its side. "We found this on the body of the Dark Moon commander I killed near the eastern ridge," Remus explained, his voice trembling with rage. "I had our tech specialists bypass the encryption loops. It wasn't just receiving orders from Malphas."

But when mother found out where Remus ran off to. Only to find out that her mate, who she cheated on, had Brutally Murdered her love; she was heartbroken. But in the eyes of Remus Agwang, killing the man who slept with his mate and my biological father. Remus doesn't care, as he is so lost in his blind rage that he massacres the man’s whole family.

I crumpled to the floor, unable to support my own weight as wave after wave of unbearable pain washed over me. Remus merely laughed, a sound that echoed chillingly throughout the dank, cavernous chamber. His amusement at my torment was more chilling than the damp air seeping into my bones. "Your whimpering pleas remind me of your mother," he squatted beside me, grabbing a fistful of my silky black hair.

Eden laid the invitation on Remus’ desk, who eyed it apathetically and then grunted. “Goddammit” he muttered just under his breath. “They really went with it.” Remus presses the bridge of his nose and then lays back on his chair. He had his eyes closed and Eden could only look at him. Despite his obvious irritation, one cannot deny the fact that Remus has the face of a Greek god. Defined and chiselled– the kind of handsome that gets to you without a word. The kind that can stop anyone from their tracks with just a nonchalant expression and a weak smile.

Dad grabbed the nurse, throwing her out of the room alongside himself. "Well-done, Emily, you have accomplished your mission." A sinister scent emerged, a wicked laugh echoing across the room. The once blue sky was now a mixture of black and white with the moon reflecting its radiant image. Wails filled the air as a ray of light fell from the sky, hitting a mountain on the other side of town. I groaned, wincing as my hand was scorched by the flaming book. The pages settled, words in red appearing on the pages. "Strigoi, Nosferatu, Jiangshi…"