Central Cee Name Novels & Stories

“Yeah, you're trending… Everyone is talking about you on CBB.” “CBB? What is that? And why are they talking about me?” Chloe looked at me in exasperation as if she didn't know what to do with me. “Don't tell me you don't even know what CBB is? CBB stands for Celestial Bulletin Board. It's an online forum for students of the Celestial Moon Academy, where trending topics about whatever is happening in the school are uploaded… Wait, let me show you,” she said and pulled out her phone and logged in some details.

(Catherine) Virtue Convention Centre, were one of the Virtue Korea first mega project in located outside of Seoul, but still I has become one of Seoul main attractions. Every single thing there were high cut, and also very attractive, C Media Agency Main office were also located there, But one of the building in the Convention Centre, was designed to look similar to a corn, even I was thinking and said such when I first saw it. Right now eventually, everyone that sees it nicknamed it the Corn Tower, Whist it’s actually a Branch building for all Virtue Financial owned business. Even I have my office there.

The line rang once before Rose picked up. “You’ve seen the file?” Serena asked. “Not yet.” “I just sent one to you. You’re going to want to.” She explained Clara’s story in quick detail. “I need you to find out everything about the man she mentioned,” Serena said. “His name in the file is just ‘Cee.’ High-ranking. Untouchable. But if this girl’s right, he’s dangerous. And could be a werewolf.” Rose was quiet for a beat. “Cee? That’s a nickname. I’ve heard it before—mostly whispered. And that's the only name the whole country knows him for. But there has to be another name.”

Celia nudged me sharply, and I went quiet. “Makes sense.” Elena nodded, turning her gaze back to the road. Celia pulled me closer and whispered. “You don’t have to be honest about everything. You need to fake it sometimes, otherwise, your aura will plummet drastically.” “Okay.” I whispered back, not in the mood for any of her drama. Apparently, the Central Pack—as the name implied—was the midpoint where werewolves from the eight territories united for business and pleasure. It was an idea created with the sole aim of uniting packs and promoting peace, since signing treaties didn’t always work.

“Neil, it's Drake!” Teyana whispered in his ears, trying to hold back her excitement. Cee smiled, it was the first time a girl or anyone aside from his family would call him by his original name. Even his family at times prefers calling him by his stage name ‘Central Cee’. Teyana applauded softly not wanting to insult Cees’ demeanor and besides she wouldn't want the media to have a story on their page, ‘ Business owner acts immature at Drakes show’.

“By the time the market opens tomorrow, this will be old news.” And I was right. The next morning, headlines read: Blackwell Group CEO Crushes Rumors in Fiery Press Conference. Stock prices ticked upward before noon. Partners who had been hesitant were suddenly eager to reaffirm their loyalty. The crisis, at least for now, was buried. ----- I was going over final contract paperwork with Jakes when my phone buzzed. The caller ID made me stop mid-sentence. Uncle Henry. I answered. “What’s wrong?” His voice was low and deliberate. “I think I’ve found something about Italy.”

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

Pathetic. “Oh, I see. Miss Barbarra, I am Amaziah Natsuki La Elora Cerveil, grandson of the late Ruler of this Kingdom.” Her eyebrow drops down, and her heart started to race rapidly, fully aware that she insulted the wrong person. “Thomas Ceyde is the Chairman of Ceyde Enterprises, am I right?” He smirked. “Ceyde Enterprises is now the acquisition of our family’s company because of bankruptcy. Right, Miss Barbarra?” His smile is still present, but his tone was sarcastic.