Remus X Severus Novels & Stories

Gently, she placed her hand on his chest, and Remus barked at her ferociously. “It’s me, Remus.” She whispered softly, begging him to recognize and accept her. She sensed him. He was wrapped around Corvin’s consciousness protectively as a mother would wind herself around their infant. But Remus’s emotions were primitive and basic. Yet, she could still sense them and knew that he protected Corvin like his life was in danger. Remus did not understand where he was. The last thing that he knew, they were in a battle for their lives. She reached up to pet his head. Suddenly his entire face transformed from the face of the man that she had married to a vicious canine head with dagger-like teeth. H

Remus counted in his mind— three… two… one— in one big pounce, he was able to slash the vines that wrapped his right hand, and at the same time caught the neck of Saxe who in his bewilderment, was unable to comprehend what had just happened. Remus teared himself out of the vines and wasted not even a second in mutilating Saxe’s bat wings. The man could only screech as he tried to twist and squirm out of the colossal, clawed hand of the Werewolf in front of him. When Remus spoke again, it seemed like the entire place trembled, “Tell me where the Hybrid is.”

It was all just so sterile here. Remus came back into the room, closing the door gently behind him he sat back in the wingback chair. He stared at her once more. She stared back. “Do you know much about the other creatures here?” his voice sliding into her mind again. She knew who he was referring to, the other shapeshifters. He saw them as creatures, not people, vile little man that he was. “I shan’t speak to you if you won’t even have the decency to talk with your mouth instead of violating my brain with your mind tricks” she said while sipping on her glass of water.

They all look at me with the same pitying expression. I'm getting married tonight...again to the Alpha who murdered my family. The door slams open. Remus strides in, already dressed for the ceremony in black and gold. He looks triumphant, like he's won the greatest prize. "Finally," he says, crossing the room toward me. "My runaway bride, back where she belongs." He reaches for me and I flinch away instinctively. His expression darkens. "Now, now," he purrs. "We're going to be bonded in less than an hour. You should get used to my touch."

He pointed to Remus who stood behind Vastria. Remus started to respond, but Vastria’s father interrupted. “Allow me to introduce you to my daughter’s guest.” He gazed at Remus to keep him quiet and to allow him to set the mood. “Here we have Sir Remus Rosenburg. Husband to be to my daughter. My daughter asked him here tonight and I will allow her wishes. Will that be a problem?” He turned to the four lords in the dining room who fell silent in disbelief. The only one that was not fazed was lady Arnenas. She was smiling as though she knew the relationship between Vastria and Remus. Lord Xilreth was the one to break the silence. “So, this vampire boy was not a servant sent by those vermin of t

"Stay calm. Let her speak first." Romulus snorted, his snout wrinkling. "I don't know. She's so tiny. Can't be her." Remus ignored him, leaping closer, his gaze raking over me like he was peeling back my skin. Romulus lumbered after, nearly crashing into him. "Wow," Romulus said, sniffing the air. "She smells delicious." Remus swatted him with a paw, a growl in his throat. "All you think about is food. Don't eat her, you idiot."

said Rogue with a guilty conscience " not that I'm going as well " " If that's the case , that's fine " said Remus irritably finally done erasing the ink spot " I'm already drowning in work , its covering me all the way to my head . If you leave me alone , I won't even survive a day " Rogue looked at Remus who was now correcting the mistakes in the documents and suddenly had a mental image of himself as a slag husband and Remus as the over oppressive wife , who had finally lost her patience with her husband and was now teaching him a lesson for all the suffering he had given her.

This was harder than he thought. “He's not lying Cassie, we are werewolves,” Jim added. “Of course you're in on it, too.” Cassie chuckled sarcastically. But as her tears were drying, she noticed something strange, like freaky fucking strange. Right before her eyes, Jim's wounds started to heal, the claw marks on his cheeks and his busted lip looked as good as new. Even his eye was once again showing its beautiful blue orbs. “NO. FUCKING. WAY!”