Remy The Rat Novels & Stories

“Figured Louisiana finally needed someone with taste to save it.” Remy spun his bat once, coyote gold flashing in his eyes. “Point us at the ugly one,” he told me and Thorne. “We brought receipts, school spirit, and a winning record.” The Void goddess hissed, “More toys—” Remy cut her off without looking. “Ma’am, the last thing that called a Ram a toy got its spine used as a jump rope. Twice. And it still thanked me.” Then he offered me a fist. I bumped it.

"Where's Amelie?" Sasha replied politely, "Mrs. Scott went back to her home a few days ago. She said she'll move back once you return." I sighed in relief. Amelie was very timid. She was afraid of thunder, the dark, and pain. She wouldn't want to be alone in a big house. On the 15th day of my stay in Penrith, the hospital confirmed the surgery plan. Olivia had undergone multiple tests, all of which showed she was eligible for the operation.

They were a mirror down to the small mole they both had, one had the mole under the right breast the other the left. Abel and I both smirked at our mates as the squirmed under us. “Stop laughing and do something. We are burning up here.” Remmie begged. I had already learned that Remmie was very impatient but what she lacked in patience she fully made up for in passion. I could tell that Reign was the mirror of that where she held all the patience but lacked the full passion. That is okay, I had enough passion to light her up.

But the latter does not seem to want to wake up. Remy sighs. - Mom, my sister is like a pig. She eats a lot and sleeps a long time. Mia rolls her eyes. - How can you say that? If your sister is like a pig, what do you look like? Don't forget you are twins. Remy sits by the bed, takes out his ipad and plays a game called intelligence box. He lowers his head and says: - I'm like a snake. My teacher tells me that snakes are cold-blooded animals.

It is custom for servants and slaves to study the histories, languages, and practices that will make them most helpful to their new masters. Learning about humans was the first time I saw a being who looked like me. People without horns, claws, fangs, and other demonic markers that made them favorable. Upset as I was at first, I was relieved that I could no longer be fed from. Vlademyre insisting that I could not be bitten, which upset Daddy and his Generals because I could no longer serve my purpose in healing them. It seemed like the only thing Daddy and Vlademyre agreed on was that I was never allowed to me alone with a man. Not even my brothers. This was a rule for all of his daughters t

Ever since, he had been especially afraid of snakes, even shivering at the sight of wriggling earthworms. This was something only the Taylors knew. As for Remy, as an experienced and ruthless assassin, how could he be afraid of a mere snake? "Damien! I'm Axel… Your fourth brother!" Axel's eyes welled up, and he fought to hold back the wave of emotion. "How did you end up losing your memory? Why don't you remember me?" Realizing there was no snake and that Axel had tricked him, Remy's face darkened. Just as he moved to strike Axel, an urgent command came through his earpiece.

“I don’t like him but he fucking knows things. Haven’t any of you in the meetings wondered how shit always gets in, or how he appeared that day of the—?” “What are you doing?” “What am I doing?” I blinked at him, confused. “I’m telling you what I know—” “You’ve clearly known this for a very long time but you’ve said nothing about it.” His voice was colder than before. “Is this because of the ultimatum I set? Was this all because of it?” I blanched. “What?” “This is fucking important than both of us, Remy. The idea that you think there’s a Rat—”

"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

“She’s not my mate! She’s a hybrid om—” A whooshing sound of crackling lightning reached my ears. Like the dark energy the dark witches used. Then an agonized scream from Vincent. I heard Amaya yelling in the background. “Yes yes…I am a hybrid. Good detective work, mate. If you hadn’t been so busy trying to get into my pants, you might have picked up on it sooner,” Remy spat. “But you thought you were in love. Idealistic fool,” Remy ended decisively. I heard Vincent let out a groan of pain. And then I heard him growl as he attempted to shift. “One more move you pathetic beta and I kill everyone in this hospital,” came Remy’s ominous voice. The growling ceased, and I realized Remy’s threat ha

Sarah whined, wiping her sweaty hair from her forehead. "Give her the lizards," I said. Remy swallowed. "I need to make the fire first but you have to eat one—," "Remington, she's four and hungry." "And you were just bitten by a damn wolf, Janey, you need food." "Please, give them to her." Remy ignored me and walked into the woods to gather firewood. I ached, going in and out of conscious while he tried to make our roof and start a fire at the same time.