Remus X Sirius Novels & Stories

I trip on a large rock hidden beneath the sand of the sandbar. Blood comes to the surface of my skin, where I've cut it on the rock. My blood invites all sorts of carnivorous fish to my location. Surprisingly the three sea creatures swim to my aid. Or so it seems. The darkest of the mermaids uses his tail to splash the water and scares the carnivorous fish away. The second makes weird calling noises with her loud soprano voice. But the third one touches me with his hand. The hand that touches my wound is green and has webbing between the fingers. It's slimy and I can smell salt on his flesh. Something about these creatures is strangely familiar. They don't say anything to me yet. They swim m

He said as I sighed heavily looking out the window as I tried to pick the scent. “Okay, what’s wrong?” I heard mum’s voice on the other side of the phone. “Remus” He said, “Find him and bring him back to the hospital. I will be on standby,” she explained as I furrowed my eyebrows. Remus? “Okay. But there’s another problem” He turned, looking at me as my heart reached. Why the fuck did they just call that wolf Remus? It wasn’t even a wolf. Lycan’s don’t fucking have horns nor do wolves.

Iridescent scales slide down her arms. "For a mortal that likes to whore herself out to paras you're one stupid as bitch. You don't have a clue how this world works. Well little clubwhore; you're about to get a crash course. Rage is my fated mate. We have sealed our bond. That means I have all his memories right up here." Remi says tapping the side of her head. Emerson shrugs her shoulders.

It was raining right now, Remus's white shirt was slightly wet on his back when he arrived at the cafe. "You got wet, Remus? Why don't you take a car?" Asked Sirius, an employee, and barista at the cafe. Sirius is the cousin of Remus, while Remus is the next Alpha of the pack. They are studying outside of the pack right now and Remus is enjoying his life, before being trapped inside the pack, doing his duty as an alpha. "No ... It's fun to ride the train! Cheap, the crowd...human!" replied Remus approaching Sirius after changing his wet shirt with a Cafe uniform. Black shirt with a name tag that reads "Green Cafe - Waiter."

I delicately lifted my paw as if to shake Drew’s hand, ‘Oh my you are one well-trained boy’ He shook my pay enthusiastically and Jack hid a smile, ‘He’s awful big Sir, is he one of those dang hybrids my parents have been telling me about’ Drew was rubbing my ears as he spoke and Jack deliberately spoke loud enough for those around to hear, ‘Hybrid’s? Well I guess you could call him that. Sirius is a Wolf-Dog bred purely for Military purposes. He is stronger, faster and much more intelligent than any German Shepherd.’

And it was here that she had confessed her plan last fall. Like Celeste’s other siblings, Sirius had reddish brown hair and green eyes. He stood a little over six and a half feet with about four inches between them. They both had athletic builds and tanned skin. Sirius wore running shoes, black basketball shorts and a gray tank top. His neck had his mate’s mark, and the Silver Lake Pack Crest was tattooed on his left upper arm.

“I only stopped sensing him after you had sex with Serena.” “And?” “It's hard to believe, but I think Remus might have been absorbed by Serena somehow,” Romulus shared, his words carrying an air of astonishment. “There's a significant chance that the true Serena is without a wolf, and when you marked her that night, she accidentally absorbed Remus.”

he shared, his laughter revealing a hint of his own past experiences. “I can feel it, the scent resonates within these walls. My mate is here,” I responded with a sense of certainty, my tone conveying the weight of my conviction. Lord Remus’s smile remained steadfast as he approached me, placing a reassuring hand upon my shoulder. “Well, let me assure you, there is no one within these premises who is closer or more deserving of being your mate than my own daughter. Together, our packs will become an unstoppable force,” he declared, his eyes shimmering with unwavering determination and ambition.

Remus howls one last time, but now it is a long and mournful howl, a signal that werewolves use to release all their pain for their deceased mate and start a new life with their new companion, their moon. After that last howl, he takes the path to the mansion. Rita watches proudly from the rooftop, she knew, she knew that Remus would come for his mate. Now that Remus has officially announced his new mate, Ragnar has no choice but to claim and mark Katrina. A soft jump is all Remus needs to climb onto Katrina's balcony. Luckily, the door is open, and she is in her bed, deeply asleep under the beautiful moonlight. His eyes shine as he watches her and slowly circles her bed.

Misty demanded. I felt my heart sing in the realization that she was on our side after all of this. However, I noticed her hissing in agony. Her dark skin was starting to tinge a deep rust color, indicating intensifying burns from the sun. "Misty, you have to–" I tried, but Remus snarled out in protest, struggling against her. "Traitor. You will be fed to The Vicious to celebrate the new world order," Remus snapped, jolting and jerking to try and get away from her.