Novel & Cerita Remy Or Remi

Alyssa asked softly, her heart aching at the sight of him. "I'm fine." Remy's gaze shifted slightly, his lashes casting faint shadows beneath his tired eyes. "How's Dad?" "He's doing okay. You don't have to worry." Alyssa forced a bright smile, hiding the sorrow in her heart. "Damien, Miley and Jeremy are here to see you. Miley is the sixth eldest, and Jeremy is her husband." "The sixth eldest…" Remy murmured, a faint glimmer appearing in his eyes. Alyssa stifled a laugh. "She's the sixth eldest to me, but she's your younger sister, Damien."

Remi stands out so much as she ordered. I swear one day I'll kill this annoying girl, Chloe's thoughts exactly and imagining how she will kill Remi like hitting her by a truck. She murmured and said, "May I take your order ma'am?" "Ms.! It's Ms., Chloe, I'm not married yet." Remi corrected Chloe and looking down on her. "Okay fine! Ms. Remi, May I take your wonderful order?" Chloe irked. Well, Remi doesn't even know that she was the daughter of one of the big companies in the region. Chloe still remained humble but she was very displeased by what happened.

Remy I'm seeing things for the first time through new eyes. Instead of being jaded by the experiences I had as a kid, I'm opening my heart to new feelings. As we walk through Target, I let Tatum's enthusiasm rub off onto me. "What about this one, Rem?" She holds up a plate, showing it to me. It's white in the middle with a ring of gray around the outside. "Not too girly, but not totally masculine either."

The dinner table was quiet. Damian's meeting had run late yet again; he'd messaged he wouldn't be back until well past midnight. I took a long, hot bath, slipped into my silk pajamas, and decided to call it an early night. A sharp rap suddenly sounded at my door. "My Luna," the butler's voice was clipped and formal from the other side. "Young Master Caleb is in the garden. He wishes to see you." "I will not see him."

A renewed redness colored her cheeks, but at the same time, a renewed twinge of arousal kindled in her loins. Rommie winked at her. "Remy fancies you, too," he said. "But I had dibs." "Remy?" "My brother. Twins." "Ah," Jaylee said. "Nicknames? Short for Romulus and Remus?" "Not very original," he admitted. "But Mom thought that it suited us." "So he's a werewolf, too?" "Right, though Remy prefers to spend most of his time all the way in wolf-form, while I spend most of mine as a man. I'm sorry if he scared you."

He slowly turns around to face me. "We've met before haven't we?" Chance asks. "I'm not sure. What's your name again?" I ask. I can see it in his eyes. He knows we're here to fuck with him. "Chance Masters. And you'd be Aiden." He holds his hand out towards me as if to shake my hand. I just look at it like it has a contagious disease. When I look back up at him; he has a smirk on his face. "You may recognize me. I'm Remi's ex boyfriend; soon to be new boyfriend."

pointing at the tree where it is the entrance to the woods. “We’ll start tomorrow.” Claire determinedly said and excited. “Then... tomorrow is it,” he smiled. “By the way, what is your name?” “My name?” the man was surprised by her question. “Why? You don’t have name?” “Call me Remrem.” “Remrem huh,” Claire turn her back, “See you tomorrow Remrem,” Claire walked away. REIMIR POV I push the door open and enter my office. There I saw Clarence and Tyler looking at me seriously.

Remi exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Great things?” I had to ask because Ethan and I didn’t have the best relationship growing up. Remi nodded, taking my hand as she said, “Ethan won’t stop talking about you, and he has been missing you a lot.” I didn’t know Remi when I was still living in Crimson Moon Pack, so she has to be from a different pack. That will explain her pure, sweet, and welcoming aura. “Congratulations on finding a gem, Ethan,” I muttered, genuinely happy for him despite our past.

Remi’s POV Hi, my name is Remi Flynn. I’m 19 years old, and I just got accepted into a top university to study nursing. Just a day ago, I was out with my friends, doing what every other college student does on a Friday night. The next day, I decided to pay my dad a surprise visit. I hadn’t seen him in almost a year—not since my parents got divorced and I moved with my mom to a different city, against my will.