Ao3 Remain Nameless Novels & Stories

> “I call you by the name you buried when you chose silence. The name you refused because it meant you’d have to feel.” He took a breath. > “I call you Remnants.” And in the breath that followed— The sky wept flame. The gods trembled. The Hollow Crown opened. And far beneath it all, deeper than memory, older than time... Something that even the gods had forgotten took its first breath.

Both wolves went still, My heart pounded. “I, Lena Remms, Omega of Moonridge,” I said clearly, “reject Tobren Vale and Arlo Arithon as my first and second chance mates, in full blood and freedom title.” The air rippled. Magic hummed but nothing snapped, No pain. No burn. No broken bond. I blinked. Nyra growled. "Something’s wrong." Tobren tilted his head. “Nice try,” he said softly. “But that’s not your name anymore, is it?”

She ended with a warm smile. I got home feeling more confused than I was before I left, why is it so hard for her to tell me about Achun, she said I was still second person Achun is ever telling her real name, but why do she need to hide her real name, Azul…..what's the meaning of Azul and why does she have to hide her name?

She quietly logged in. She did not use her known used name, NULLWRAITH. That name carried too much weight and history. Instead, she typed a simple unremarkable name. OBSIDIAN_13, and no one noticed. As for Florence, she logged in as AZURA, and the room buzzed. That name was famous, feared and respected. Nate also entered her username. VYREX. When the signal flashed green, ROUND ONE STARTED. The game dropped them into a digital battlefield of tight spaces, shifting terrain, and limited weapons.

"Hmm," "I, Moana Renee Wayne, daughter of Alpha Ambrose Wayne of the Silver Moon Pack, take back my rejection and accept Alaric Stark Jr. as my mate." She took back the rejection, but we felt nothing. There was no spark or alluring scent again. "What’s your real name?" "I’m not telling you that." "Don’t you love me?" "You can’t use this card to get information from me." "Do you love me or not?" Sighing in defeat, I replied, "James Alaric Stark." I watched her smile like a child at her success.

She looked at him coldly, “Where is the stuff?” “Aren’t we going to catch up first? It’s been almost three years since we last met. If I hadn’t seen you in magazines, thanks to your newfound fame, I might’ve had to search for you for a long time. I never expected that you would change your name to Carly Remain.” “I’ll ask again! Where is the stuff?” It was obvious that she had no intention of saying more than necessary to him. Adam smiled self-deprecatingly. He took a lighter in a clear plastic bag out of his pocket.

“The moon goddess was wrong I did not ask for a mate, this is my life and I choose not to have one, tell me your name so I could get this over with once and for all.” “Let me tell you something about me Maiden, when I want something, I never give up on it. I hate to disappoint you, I will not give up on the mate bond rather you like it or not I’m here to stay and I will get you to love me mate” I said walking away before I went further I stopped and said “ By the way my name is Nilayah, good luck trying to find out my last name” I continue walking.

Then, I remembered one more important detail that I needed to discuss with him. "Another favor, if you may." Ashford smiled and nodded his head, prompting me to continue. Before leaving his bedside, I leaned closer to Ashford and whispered, "Please, keep my real identity a secret here. No one knows about my troubled past. Call me by my pretend name, Katniss." Ashford's eyes held mine, full of reassurance as he replied, "Of course, KATNISS. Your secret is safe with me."

"Alpha, it's too deep…" On the soft mattress, I was pinned beneath Alpha Owen Winslow, unable to hold back a cry of pain. Hearing this, Owen only grew more ferocious. He whispered in my ear, "Don't call me Alpha, Aurora. Say my name." My vision gradually blurred as I murmured unconsciously, "Owen, I'm going to come..." Owen gripped my waist hard, as if punishing me for my earlier slip of the tongue, and thrust into me fiercely.

They had nothing in common. "Mind telling me your name?" she asked, really wanting to break the awkward silence between them. He still read on, like he didn't hear her. She should have known, such a jerk. Why did he ignore her like that? But then he spoke. "Remidopili" he muttered, eyes still on his book. "Just call me Rem". Then silence followed "You need to eat and get some rest" he suddenly spoke, startling her.