Remmick Stories

Sinners one-shot, Remmick X OC The Juke Joint's grand opening is underway, but it's not the environment for some. Colleen O'Sullivan leaves in an unconscious search for fellowship.

Kindness had always been Virginia McKinnon's greatest virtue. On an unsuspecting summer night, when warned of a dangerous stranger roaming around the fields at night, all she had to do is not let him inside. No matter how helpless he might seem. #1 in #gothicromance 11-03-2026

1973, a young white woman just moved to a little house on the forest in Mississippi. House that more than 40 years ago belonged to a black witch. The neighbours from the village claim that she died in a masacre with at leas other 70 black people in a blues club. Vampires were the reason, the older ones in the village say. They all turned and died in question of hours, but they say that a few of them scaped. Now, after decades since that incident, the Irish vampire, Remmick, find himself going back to that place, atractted by something he don't understand yet.

⋆༺𓆩🖤𓆪༻⋆ 𝓒𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓹 - 𝓡𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓸𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭 "𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮..." ⋆༺𓆩🩸𓆪༻⋆ fem oc x Stack (past) fem oc x Remmick

In which a woman who dated in the Moore family goes to the twins juke joint for a night Male oc x Fem Black Reader

Jolene Jackson is the newcomer to Forks Washington and hoping for a chance of peace an escape from the reason she moved only to bring him with her finally giving into him. _______ OR IN WHICH... The reason she moved followed her to Forks in hopes of everything going back the way it was. He wants nothing more than to not be alone but she's pushing him away. Protecting her from the bambi sucking vampires near by and the wolves not to far from them. How will her problem turn into a blessing and help her under this pale moon?

SINNERS INSPIRED 'I need you more than I want you., fem oc × Remmick DISCLAIMER:: This story does not follow the plot of sinners, only a few characters are the same.

Serena and Sammie were practically inseparable when they were little. He's play his instrument in church while Serena sang in the choir. But one day she had to move away without warning. Now she's back....What happens when she is recruited by stack to sing at their jukebox joint?

Remmick has done terrible things. He's built his life on control, violence, and silence - and he's never pretended to be anything else. So when he stumbles upon Summer in a state that is small, frightened, and painfully vulnerable, it isn't mercy that makes him stay. It's instinct. He doesn't understand why she curls into herself when overwhelmed, why her voice goes soft and her hands shake, or why comfort looks like stuffed toys and gentle words. All Remmick knows is that something inside him refuses to walk away. What begins as confusion turns into quiet protection. What starts as distance slowly becomes routine - blankets, steady presence, and a man who learns that caregiving doesn't make him weak. It makes him careful. A slow-burn, hurt/comfort age regression story where a man made of sharp edges learns how to be gentle - and where Summer discovers that safety can exist even in the hands of a sinner.

For centuries Banshees wandered the earth. Peaceful creatures only wanting love. Vampires being the opposite, creatures set to destroy. The balance has to be held, which is why they both exist alongside eachother.

ᴵ ᵀᴴᴵᴺᴷ ᴵ ᴳᴼᵀ ᵁˢᴱᴰ ᵀᴼ ᵀᴴᴱ ᵂᴬᵞ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᵀᴴᴵˢ ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ˢᴴᴵᵀ ᴶᵁˢᵀ ᴰᴼᴺ'ᵀ ᵂᴼᴿᴷ ᶠᴼᴿ ᴹᴱ ᴵ ᵀᴴᴵᴺᴷ ᴵ ᴳᴱᵀ ᴸᴼˢᵀ ᴵᴺ ᵀᴴᴱ ᵂᴬᵞ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᴵ ᵀᴴᴵᴺᴷ ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ᴵˢ ˢᵁᴾᴾᴼˢᴱᴰ ᵀᴼ ᴮᴱ ᴵ ᴴᴬᵀᴱ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᴵ ᴷᴺᴼᵂ ᴵ ᶜᴬᴺ'ᵀ ᶜᴴᴬᴺᴳᴱ ᵞᴼᵁ, ᴵ ᴳᵁᴱˢˢ ᴵ ᶜᴬᴺ'ᵀ ᴮᴸᴬᴹᴱ ᵞᴼᵁ ᴵ ᴷᴺᴱᵂ ᵂᴴᴼ ᵞᴼᵁ ᵂᴬˢ ᴮᵁᵀ ᴵ ˢᵀᴵᴸᴸ ᴱᴺᵀᴱᴿᵀᴬᴵᴺᴱᴰ ᵞᴼᵁ ᴵ ᴷᴺᴱᵂ ᴵ ᴷᴺᴱᵂ ᴮᴱᵀᵀᴱᴿ ᴵ ᴷᴺᴱᵂ ᵞᴼᵁ ᵂᴬˢ ᴺᴼ ᴳᴼᴼᴰ ᶠᴼᴿ ᴹᴱ ᴼᴿ ᴵᴺ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᴹᴼᴹᴱᴺᵀ, ˢᴴᴱ ᵂᴬˢ ᶠᵁᴸᴸᵞ ᴬᵂᴬᴿᴱ ᵀᴴᴬᵀ ᴴᴱ ᵂᴬˢ ᵀᴿᴼᵁᴮᴸᴱ, ᵞᴱᵀ ᵀᴴᴱ ᵀᴴᴿᴵᴸᴸ ᴼᶠ ᴴᴱᴿ ᴰᴱˢᴵᴿᴱ ᴾᵁᴸᴸᴱᴰ ᴴᴱᴿ ᴵᴺ ᴸᴵᴷᴱ ᴬ ᴹᴼᵀᴴ ᵀᴼ ᴬ ᶠᴸᴬᴹᴱ. ˢᴹᴼᴷᴱ ˣ ᶠᴱᴹᴬᴸᴱ ᴼᶜ ᴬᴺᴺᴵᴱ ˣ ᴹᴬᴸᴱ ᴼᶜ

A voice spoke to me and it slowly started saying...Bring your lifestyle to me, I'll make it better How long will I live?...Eternal life and forever So relax your soul, let me take control... Close your eyes my son...My eyes are closed (Female oc x Remmick )

. . . "𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐘"

"A girl in the shape of a monster. A monster in the shape of a girl."

На отшибе маленького городка Кларксдейл, штат Миссисипи, есть небольшое ранчо. Никто не смеет на него соваться, знают, его владелица, Элис Финиган, не самая гостеприимная личность. А ещё она близким человеком для известных близнецов, Стэка и Смоука, так что никто не рисковал переходить ей дорогу, даже если братьев нет в городе уже семь лет. Элис Финиган любила своих лошадей и покой, но всегда чувствовала, чего-то не хватает, словно частичка души утеряна и никак не может найти её. Так было долгие годы, пока на пороге её дома не появился загадочный мужчина, умоляя о спасении.

"I love it when you cry, Darlin' " His lips parted, his smile vivid in the darkness. His blood covered teeth indicating his intentions. As night follows, so does he. He is a vile creature, that yearns for you. He finds it enticing to inflict pain on others, especially you. *Contains: blood, smut, & mentions of abuse

/ʀᴇᴍᴍɪᴄᴋ\ '𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭, 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦' '𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴' ------- |ᴅɪʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜱᴛᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴋᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇᴇᴛʜ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴍᴀɴᴇɴᴛ ꜱᴄᴀʀꜱ|