Remy Or Remi Novels & Stories

Remy The room had just narrowed to the length of Holland’s breath and the warm line of my hand at her back when the front door announced trouble like a trumpet. “Oh, Remy, you look just as dashing as last I saw you!” The music didn’t stop so much as stagger. Conversations hiccuped, then tried to carry on. I closed my eyes for a beat—one beat—long enough to put the wolf back behind his better instincts and give the man the wheel.

He said in a deep raspy voice. “Remi. Remi Styles.” Axel’s eyes were shot wide open upon hearing her name. Of course, he’d seen her before, but never had the pleasure of getting close to or talking to her. “So you’re Alpha Landon’s sister?” Axel asked. “Yes, and you are…?” She responded, her voice sounding like music to his ears.

She has encounter him few times now and she could tell he want to attract her attention. Too bad, her mind is already set on Antonio William. “I just helped you. Shouldn’t I get a thanks or something?” Remington ask. Heather give an exasperate chuckle, moving a bit back from him and cross her hands against her chest. “I know what you are after. But I’m sorry, can’t date a geek” her voice lace with mockery, her gaze focus on his glasses for a second. Remington chuckle, finding her amusing. He nod his head. “I haven’t introduce myself yet. I’m Remy, I play on the school lacrosse team”

Nerida is carving the biggest bowl on tentacles, casually eating micro-black holes for style points. Remy spots me first. He’s barefoot on the highest coping, board under one arm, plate of frybread in the other, braids loose and catching the dawn light. **Remy (grinning like the sun belongs to him):** “Morning, level 109. Breakfast of champions?” I walk over—barefoot too, crown humming louder with every step. Take the frybread. Kiss him instead—slow, deep, tasting coffee and cedar smoke. **Celeste (against his lips):**

"R." "Right." My eyes bugged a little. "Now guess my name." All the R names I could think of popped into my head. None of them felt right. Roger, Rickie, Remus... Rem... I stared at his face. "Remi." "Very good." "How did I know that?" I stared at him, then down at the bowl of soup. Maybe this was magic stew. "We've met before, many times actually. But, the Veil keeps you from remembering. It won't stick unless you come up with it."

"Remy has the qualifications to become a legate of Wyvern Peak. Unfortunately, he crossed paths with Jerome, someone stronger and more talented than him. However, he's no less than Jerome when it comes to tactics and strategies," Adrian explained. "Who do you prefer between the both of them?" Rozi asked. "I don’t have any favorites. One of the reasons Remy lost was because he was worried about me, so I can't say for sure who would win if they were to have a rematch. Anyway, we're about to enter the city," Adrian calmly stated.

she said before making her way from them and through the crowd of guests, trying to find Lisa. She didn’t see Lisa after a few minutes of looking for her, but she caught the sight of Remi at the corner of the hall where there was a lesser crowd in a red mini gown and a pair of black boots, having a heated conversation with a male, about the same age as her or maybe a little older. He was wearing a black three-piece suit and a red bow tie. Although young, he looked very much handsome with his shiny coffee skin, big brown eyes, high cheekbones and a chiselled jaw. He was tall and his body had a defined built that made him look perfect. The closer she drew towards them, the further away she got

"Please come back. Don't disappear again." EXTRA: Remy: *kisses Jasmine in the corner of her lips* Jasmine: BRAT, PUNK, RASCAL, WRETCH! Remy: *calls her Chipmunk* Jasmine: (੭ु ‾᷄ᗣ‾᷅ )੭ु⁾⁾ Remy: *flirts* Jasmine: _(:3 ∠) _ I have raised a rogue

"You're Remiel?" "You can call me Remy, you must be Tequila." " Yeah." Teq smiled. " You're just like your name, hot enough to burn." Remiel licked his lips, trying to flirt. "Back off." Storm got so defensive, it was funny to watch. "Did I get you?" Storm asked once they were alone. "Good! The twins did too." She chuckled heartily. That's your brother?" She asked him and he nodded in the affirmative. " Nice."

They looked identical. - Is your name Remy? asked Raphael with a smile. Remy answered politely: - Yes, my name is Remy Lambert, you can call me Remy. Raphael was stunned, Remy Lambert? Why was his family name the same as his mother's? Not to mention that the Cosey family was a big family, even if it was an ordinary family, the children, especially a boy, did not share the same family name as their mother. He felt strange.