Ao3 Remain Nameless Novels & Stories

I looked up to see Luke watching me. “The rebirth of Nameless," he murmured, I smiled because he was right. I had worn my hair exactly like that when I lived on the streets, back when I foolishly thought I had escaped the Orchid, never realizing I would always be their pawn. "We shall call her Nombre," Luke declared. "Are you enjoying this?" I asked, searching for his expression. He didn't answer, he simply offered a secretive smile and walked out. The woman began her work. Her skill was so flawless that I barely recognized the person staring back at me in the mirror. I reached up to touch my face, trying to rub away the makeup, but it didn't budge.

However, to his astonishment, that Door of Realms was just like any public transportation, and there were tens of Genetic Fighters in there. "I find you rather pleasing to look at and not an eyesore. Say, what's your name?" The lady was right beside Lucas and faced Lucas while saying. "I don't have a name." Lucas shook his head. He did not wish to talk too much with that lady. The lady was stunned as she was puzzled at the fact that there would be a nameless person. After a few seconds, the lady laughed again. "My name is Lynn Spear. Since you don't have a name, then I'll name you Nameless."

When he studied me warily, I sighed. “What do I even call you?” His brow furrowed. “Alpha.” “Your real name.” He unbuttoned his shirt with enough swagger to be a striptease, dragging it open to reveal just above his heart and the word that was branded there: OM. His look was shuttered as he explained, “Our status and worth are judged in the womb. We’re allowed only this name.” I forced myself to continue to meet Alpha’s fierce stare. “That’s messed-up, and I’m not calling you Om; it’d sound like I’m freaking meditating.”

“Then I decided that I would no longer half-heartedly live this marriage with you. So help me deal with my family, including Argus!” “Of course, Miss--I mean, July... That's why I'm here for you.” “And one more thing... Can you tell me your name? I'm not used to hearing or even calling your name with just initials nor with the names of other men." It was strange and awkward for July, because she never really mentioned or called him by name. “Do you mind?" July knew that N was not using his real name because he kept his real identity a secret. Perhaps in the company that knows the real name of N only the chairman.

"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. * #TBC

I couldn’t help but shoot him a playful little grin. “We’re doing fine, he’s here with me now,” I answered as I put her on speakerphone. “We were wondering if you could help us get that half-blooded Hunter out safely. As it turns out, he is my boyfriend’s friend.” “Safely? Oh! I forgot to update you. I have been busy,” my mother relayed with a giggle. “Hello to you though, Rem, was it?” “Yeah, most people call me that, though my actual name is Rath,” Rem replied, seeming somewhat bashful suddenly. I realised this must be a big deal for him, talking to my mother like this.

after he said that, Rohan approached him once and punched him in the face. The young man immediately fell down and just smiled at the sharp bleeding on the side of his lip. He stood up without a word and punched him in the face while Eros stopped him. “Why? aren't what i said is true? did you want a proof? she already knew about your secret affair, dumb*ss!” angrily, he said to gentlemen but he just stared at him. “Tyler, that's enough!” Eros said to him. “Tyler? Ahh, your real name is Tyler. Did you mean, you just made up the name Baron? Like your personality, isn't it all fake?” said Rohan with a foolish grin on his lips. He stood for a moment and walked closer to Baron.

Ash pulls his shoulders back, and for one breath he looks less like a seven-year-old and more like the small soldier she's raised him to be, which guts her every single time she sees it happen. "What if they ask my name and I forget the fake one?" Sage's fingers worry the seam of her sleeve, picking at a loose thread until it starts to unravel. "You won't forget." Wren reaches back without looking and finds her daughter's knee, gives it one firm squeeze. "You're Sage Warden. Say it until it feels boring." "Sage Warden." A beat. "Sage Warden. That's a dumb name." "It's the name that keeps you breathing," Wren says, and something in her tone finally lands, because Sage stops arguing and stares

"You have Angeline's heart.... and her mate bond, I assume." He went silent, his chest slowly heaving. "I don't want her heart. Or her mate bond." My brow raised, my lips pursing in curiosity. "Why? Because she is a dark omega?" He clenched his teeth. "I don't want..." "What is your name?" He met my eyes, then swallowed. "Aylen." I gave a genuine smile this time. "Aylen. Beautiful name." He seemed to ease up a little. "Thank you. But about Angeline..."

I could see my mate's confusion. "There's a possibility that you and Ghost are still mates because when you had the rejection ritual, you didn't have a name... Besides, Ayla isn't your birth name." I explained. Soren is quiet, trying to control the guilt and shame of his actions. "Ah... I see..." Ayla nodded. "How long was I away?"