Remy Or Remi Novels & Stories

Zara's POV "Well don't you two smell lovely?" Remy said with a large sandwich in his hand as Wyatt and I made our way downstairs. "Give it a rest Remz," Wyatt said with a smug look on his face and I nudged him with my elbow. The only thing he did was chuckle and kiss me on the cheek. "Remz? Haven't heard that in a while. Two people smelling the same, I wonder what that could mean? What do you think Miles?" Remy wiggled his eyebrows.

"Hello, my name is Remy Blythe, a noble and a professional model/musician." Following Remy was the green-eyed bachelor from before. He was an intellectual with dark onyx hair with piercing eyes peeking through his glasses. He had the look of permanent annoyance plastered on his face, almost as if being here was a waste of his time. "I am Maxim Huiyan, descendent of the Xiafeng legacy. It is an honor to be a guest in your home."

"Remi, raise your hand." She raises her hand for Levi to see her and he sits beside her and smiles. Levi is here too? Seven thought to himself. How? I don't remember his attending this school. This whole situation is crazy. He placed his hand on his head. He just knew that he couldn't let them get too close to one another. "So, where did you transfer from?" Remi asked. "Australia. But, I wasn't born there. I was born here." Levi answered.

Since it was only product, he could immediately cut his losses. Remi, however, was unique. Her dreams were borne by Game Fest, which stood for her passion and the labor of many. She would never use such forceful methods to damage it, even if her plan with Enzo didn't work out and they were unable to obtain the PGame copyright. **** Finn, who had been absent for a few days, called Remi the following day. "Remi, we need to meet," he said. His serious tone brought back memories she had attempted to repress. He's not going to express his emotions once more, is he?

I placed my hand at the base of his head and gently laid him on the bed with me on top of him, pressing our bodies together. "Wait wait." he said, pulling our lips apart. "I... think it's unfair... to you that," he gulped, "I know your name but you don't know mine." he said. I sighed impatiently, "What's your name then?" I asked, kissing his neck "Remy." he breathed. "I'll call you Rem." I said before devoring him. Tamron's POV

This is new to him too. “No, I named her when I was a child. Rome told me about the god brothers of Rome, Romulus, and Remus, to try to explain how people choose names when we were thinking about what name to give her. I’m still not sure how their story matches with his, but I decided to name her after Remus, something similar to Remus since there isn’t a female version of the name, and we decided to go with Remy.” Richfield looks thoughtful for a moment, but it’s King who asks the next question.

“I swear you look just like your father. I knew the second I saw you, spitting image of Jamie.” “I- I don’t really know what to say.” Remi says as he scrunches up his face. “I know. I assume you have a lot of questions about them. And everything.” “do you know everything?” “Yes.” Remi seemed to be debating whether he wanted to know but my head was still reeling from what we already knew. “You know Remi? You know his parents? How-” “Remington’s mama, is Auntie Lana. That your mama always spoke of. Her best friend.”

Remi had always been someone who liked to listen to rumors and liked to gossip as well. Of the four of them, only Remi had managed to recognize Fane immediately. After all, Fane's name was incredibly well-known during the recent period of time. Someone like Remi who loved to gossip would naturally recognize Fane the moment Fane attacked. Remi gulped. Even though Fane did not answer, Fane's calm expression proved everything. At that moment, the lack of a reply was a firmer answer than anything Fane could say. Remi felt like his heart was pounding rapidly! He felt like his entire body froze!

I’m Remy Vale. And I’m carrying two hearts the world tried to erase. And they’re still beating. ---

Dave replies and the boys have to stifle their laughter. Remi and Dave have been bonding over what she should say about him for the next court hearing for at least an hour and a half, all without Remi noticing that it’s Dave she’s talking to. So far in her speech, Carl counted three sluts, five skanks and one mega beyotch who deserves to get murdered. They were only on the first paragraph. “Oh my god, Davina, you’re so right though,” Remi replies to Dave, or “Davina,” his “girl” name he came up with for this situation.