Remus X Severus Novels & Stories

I cried and he went to Rhon's room and cursed to see his brother and dialled Doctor Carlos. ***** A moment after the kiss... Remus' POV "Please, Xavier, calm yourself," I begged him but he was forcing my body to go to Lenna and I won't let her especially since we are not in our human form. I was resisting so much and Xavier seemed slowly calm down but then I heard a knock on the door and my eyes widened in horror and stared at the closed door. 'No, please!' I was praying that Lenna would leave as fast as possible before I couldn't control myself anymore and frightened her to see me like this.

'' I sighed. He huffed before walking out of the kitchen. Now, I just have to find a way to be civil with Slyvia even though it was the last thing I wanted to do. *************************** Remus The ball was that day and also the birthday celebration of one of the founding members of the paranormal world and I didn't know what to feel because I was going with the woman I couldn't stand.

he quipped back. Trailing a finger along Rem’s chest and midsection, I glanced up to find two beautiful deep blue eyes gazing back at me. His eyes had changed colour again. I blinked. I wasn’t sure if it was a gap in my memory, or if I genuinely didn’t know the answer, but I couldn’t figure out why. As if sensing my confusion, or probably reading my emotions, Rem said, “it won’t last long. We are still merging, much the same as it is for you and Seren.”

Severus followed the man with his sight and when he noticed that he was totally gone, he locked the door and looked for Hirre. "I need to go home." Hirre suddenly appeared and it made Severus to feel shocked. Hirre looked at Severus with her deadly stare. She wears again her hoody jacket and she is already prepared to go home. "Hirre, I'm happy to meet you again. And, I'm so proud of you." Severus said and he stretched his arms to embrace Hirre. Hirre felt the warmth of Severus's body. Her beast mode suddenly turned into a tamed sheep when Prince Severus hugged her tightly. And before Severus departed from her body, Hirre received a sweet kiss from him.

‘If she dies, you will never be free!’ Devour warned. Immediately as Devour's voice stopped ringing in Arram's head, the air became cooler and the smell of a fresh berry filled his nose. “What?” He frowned his face confused. He has felt and smelled Desdemona as his, and importantly, his wolf recognized her, but he still couldn’t believe she was his mate. He was the great heir of Alpha Brecc, Arram- the no-mercy crowned heir, a blessing to his Pack and a disaster to his enemies.

I pushed open the door to the conference room and stepped inside. The room was filled with familiar faces. Gerald was seated beside the head of the table, his expression was strained. Mara and Mae were standing near the window, and their postures tense. At the opposite end of the table, sat Remus and Marcus. My breath caught in my throat. Remus looked exactly like the Alpha that he was. He sat tall and imposing, with that brooding intensity that had always drawn me to him. His dark hair looked slightly disheveled, as if he'd been running his hands through it in frustration. His jaw was set, and his eyes dark.

And then he pulls me to him, like I’m the only anchor in his storm. And maybe I am. I spot the man on the wall. A caged animal. Filthy. Smirking. Remus. I go cold. My whole body stills. His grin widens. “Well, if it isn’t the little slave killer in the flesh.” “You’re scum,” I hiss, stepping forward before I even realize I’ve moved. “He reeks of blood and rot,” Silvara snarls. “He’s the past. And you—we—are something he could never touch.”

So he just marked me with scent and put me in his hut until he would find his nerve. Imagine being so big and powerful, but being too nervous to claim a mate. Most would just mark them without any consideration, but Remus was a rare and genuine wolf. He had heart and conscience, and much respect for me. I will never find another Remus. We remained here, in our own little world, for a week. Remus was fading quickly, and despite his threats through the link I did not leave him. It wasn't in me. As badly as I hated to see the others die, he was the one that devastated me. He became colder, and his pain increased. I gathered every herb or salve I could scavenge, and blanket too. I laid against h

And that’s true because, Remus is having none of that, he grips my chin harshly, not liking that I want to change the topic. Remus is Rome’s soul, but he’s always been the most untamed of the two. They are like two different people in one, even though it probably shouldn’t be so. Remus is the uncut version of Rome; he is intense and a whole new vibe that you don’t want to mess with or get untangled with.

After that intense reconciliation, they go together to the mansion. Throughout the whole way, he doesn't let go of her hand, no need to say much, as Ragnar's happy face says it all. Remus keeps purring, causing tingles all over his body. His beast is the happiest that they have finally made up.