Ao3 Remain Nameless Novels & Stories

One I never had the chance to meet before . “ Sorry for being rude but we haven't actually had the chance to be formally introduced . Your name please Alpha .” I say trying to keep the annoyance out of my voice . “ Alpha Owen from Bloodriver pack, Alpha Orion .” He replies with a slight bow but never takes his eyes off my mate . There is something I don't seem to like about this young Alpha .

He said when he noticed how all of us were staring at him worriedly. " I'm Hera Areios." "I'm Jieun but you can call me Ayu." "I'm Nami." "Of course she knows you, you're her roommate." Jiroo scoffed at Nami. They all turned to me, as if they were waiting for me to introduce myself but I seemed to can't find my voice when Hera's eyes met mine, her eyes were so captivating that I could feel she's looking deep inside me and she could see my soul.

She said and open her mouth and suddenly the three orbs came out of her mouth and they transform into Freya, Iris, and Che Che. "So, what do you guys want? Stay in my body or be out there? I won't force any of you to stay inside me if you want out. It's okay. You are still here beside me. In case you change your mind you can come back to me. "I want to stay out here," Che Che said, and I already guess that because of Hunter "I couldn't believe that you could find a mate Caeli. Oh, I forgot to tell you Roy, their real name. Che Che is Caeli, Freya is Ignis, and Iris is Aqua."

Noah began. “Don’t you think we need to know each other’s name first?” “My identity isn’t important, but you can tell me yours,” Noah replied. “I insist. You agree with me, beautiful?” The tracker looked to me, flashing a smirk and exposing an attractive dimple on both cheeks. “You heard him. His identity isn’t important to you. I don’t mind sharing mine, though. I’m Oliv.” Forgive me for using your name, Olivia. “Fake name, but I’ll take it. Call me Blaze.”

The corners of her pinkish kissable lips curled into a sweet smile “call me Ren, Devin.’’ My name came out of her mouth as a sweet melody, as if a sing-song of my favorite Matchbox Twenty song. I knew from that moment that I wanted to know more about Ren. Make her more than my P.A.. A friend perhaps. ‘’Ren’’ I whispered her name as she looked back into me after taking a few more shots. ‘’Devin.’’ She acknowledged as if repeating my name to make everything feel less surreal. ~~ AN, Please follow my Instagram account for updates on my ongoing books. https://www.instagram.com/castiel_lj/ Much love, ljxx

My hope for us loosened and I feel like Alqamar is slowly drifting away. "I'll introduce myself in my second name. Midnight." I said after knowing that my first name is affecting Alqamar. They all nodded by what I said. I dressed up in simple shirt and jeans. I'm gonna leave the hospital and go to where Alqamar is. They told me that the whole pack are there. And like the old times they went back following Alqamar's orders and rules, except from the rule about killing humans of course. He's now back to being an alpha and I'm so happy for him.

I wonder how much more we are going to find out about you, mojito. My father then speaks up, “Son, next full moon is next week. After the transition is completed, we may want to send Kaia and Sinclair home to settle their affairs and then come back to get settled in the pack house.” “Kaia and Sinclair?” I asked. “Oh, that’s our real names, Alpha.” Canary began, “My real name is Kaia Black and Sin’s real name is Sinclair Cross.” “So, you will leave your code names with your past life then?” I asked with a smile.

My heart had grown too numb to feel pain anymore. "And it gets worse." Leah lowered her voice, fury blazing in her eyes. "After getting kicked out of your house, Zachary had nowhere to go. So guess where he went? He moved into that little apartment out west with Emma! That place is still in your name, isn't it? The one your dad gave you before the wedding as an investment property?" I froze. The apartment out west… The location was average, the space modest. I had almost forgotten it existed. One set of the keys was kept in a drawer in the study at home.

The thick string of cum shot out, falling on the skin of Alan’s belly, my body seized and I stroked slowly now, draining out every single last drop of cum, and letting it pool on Alan’s stomach. I paused for a moment to catch my breath, a smirk tugging at my lips as I stared at the art I created—admiring everything about her body, and the way my cum marked her skin, like it was always meant to be there. I allowed my body collapsed on the bed, breathing out when my eyebrows tugged up, and then I realized something. I don’t even know her real name. Alan is a boy’s name… she should have a genuine name, I shrugged—I guess I would just ask her tomorrow.

The captain, he returns often. He talks to me of ports, storms, distant horizons. And the more he talks, the more I feel myself becoming someone else—a woman shaped by his words. One evening, he asked me gently: — If you had to choose a name... just for now, which would you take? I thought for a long time. Then I said: — Lyra. He repeated that name, slowly, like an oath. — Lyra. And in his voice, something closed. Like a door being locked.