A Fictitious Name Adopted By An Author Novels & Stories

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Karina said. Scarlett felt flattered hearing that. She smiled and placed her hand on her chest, grateful that she could provide Karina with stories that kept her company. "Thank you. I feel even more motivated to write a novel now," Scarlett said. As they continued talking and remembering the plot, Karina suddenly realized something. "Scarlett... Don't tell me your story is actually inspired by a true story? A true story that happened between the three of you?" Karina asked. Scarlett initially remained silent, but eventually nodded her head. "Yes, it is. But because I didn't want to reveal the real characters, I used pseudonyms for everyone except for Mr. Viggo, who goes by the name Conri,"

Unfortunately, his salt and pepper hair would disagree, leaving him with a dead set of eyes and unfulfilled dreams. He’s the king of unconventional and a lot of colleagues from the industry tried to avoid him at all cost despite his company offering the highest salaries. I wasn’t expecting him to know a nobody like me but here we are. “New name, new opportunities I guess,” I chuckled. “I’ve never used my real name and my last pen name has landed me in police station more than once, so I think using a new one won’t hurt,” I explained and to my surprise I saw a glint of amusement in his eyes when I told him about the arrests.

"It is what you wrote with no changes from anyone else." Elena took the book. Ran her fingers over the cover. It felt good to see her name on the book and the name Nora Vale without any big company telling her what to do. For a time Elena had been writing books for other people and she had to hide behind fake names. Holding this book made her feel like she was getting back a part of herself that she had lost.

He carefully examines the quality of the print, looks at the pages, making sure that everything is done as he asked, with a satisfied look, puts the book back in its place. - Conrod, why didn't you use a pseudonym? Your last name is not so hot, - says John, holding out the book to the cashier. - I have ancient roots, I don’t want our family name to be forgotten. Although it would sell better with a sonorous pseudonym, - Conrod says with a grin. - Okay, stop wandering around here, the seller said the book is on the design, I'll buy it tomorrow, now we're going to the Black Hawk, we'll cut it a little.

It all felt real. This were the things I've always had in mind, to walk in into a place and people would appreciate me and call me beautiful names. Young men and women stood at the corners screaming my name and the name of my company. Basically, that was my fake name. No one ever knew my real name, even though with the whole sagas.

Laura was a little embarrassed, so she went straight to the point, "Compared to the name I used at school, what I told you was true." He laughed again, “A few years ago when I broke up with my family, I also used some fake names. I believe she definitely has her problems. It's not too late to tell me, maybe I can help you. " Laura hurriedly asked him, "Can you use a pseudonym and find a way to escape?"

It's not THAT stupid a name but it's a stupid name for someone to make up as an alias and there's just about no chance the person she's been communicating with for the last week is actually named Roger. Not that she has some moral high ground to stand on, of course. As far as "Roger" knows, her name is Alyssa. Yeah, it's not terribly creative but in an industry where everyone is named Candy, Fantasia or Destiny, it's easier to be subtle than creative when picking out an alias. Cassie had run through her screening process dozens of times now and you can just tell when someone is using a fake name. But this guy sounded sweet.

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I was sick to my stomach. "Name?" She asked, typing on the system. "Nikolas Jasper," I said quickly, knowing that if I said Jasper, she would ask me for my last name, and if I refused, the registration would not be complete. If I use a fake name, the registration will not be valid, creating a loophole for the opponents. Nikolas was my name, so technically, I wasn't lying, and it would be valid. The woman nodded and typed it in. "Won't you wait for the heads?" Maxwell asked her.