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It seemed like there was no connection to the rogue rebellion. “Ray,” Ben said. “Yes?” “I have a name here that seems familiar, but I can’t place it,” Ben told her. “What’s the name?” “Thabita,” Ben said. Mikael and Rayvin looked at each other. “Where did you read that?” Mikael asked.

“I might have told Frederick that your heart might belongs to someone else.” “What if I had a short with him?” “I'm sorry. I just wanted him to know what he was diving into.” “I get your point.” “Do not look back. Act like I'm saying something funny. Laugh.” “Why?” “Just laugh. Do it.” I laugh and stare at her while I'm trying to figure out what is going on. “Hello pretty ladies.” “Hi.” we chorus. “I’m Benjamin. My friends call me Ben.” “Hi Ben. Unfortunately my friends taken. As a matter of fact, she's getting married to him very soon.”

"Yes, that's the name of Jarden's grandfather. Well, sometimes he is referred to as Davoon. I really don't know why he bears the name but the thing is, people take Davoon to be too long so they restored to calling him Devon. It's a few people that know he is called Davoon." "My name is Davoon Peter Coker," the name rang through his mind, that's his father's name. Could there be a coincidence? After all, people bear the same name so it couldn't be.

She smirks and corrects him, “I'm not scared, I don't even know your name!” He doesn't take his eyes off of the fire, “I’m Ben.” She can't contain her laughter, “A big bad wolf and your name is Ben?” She continues to laugh, “You don't even look like a Ben!” He watches her in amusement as she goes into a giggling fit. She continues, “You look like a tough guy. You act tough, but your name is Ben!” He joins in with her laughter for a moment then smiles, “Nah, I’m just playing with you!”

His demeanor makes me want to cower my head down in submission to him, but I fight the urge in front of Carter. "Hi, I-um. D was just-" Carter stumbles over his words, and I can feel Ben's irritation creeping around us like a snake suffocating its prey. I step towards Ben, closing the gap enough that I have to bend my neck backwards in order to keep our gaze locked. As soon as I do, his expression softens and his eyes hood while looking down at me. "Carter. His name is Carter. He's my friend from California." Ben cocks a brow in his direction before focusing back down on me.

She asked moving closer to inspect how this thing allows human beings inside it, her curiosity getting the better part of her. "Alex, television, Tv, it's the same thing, only that TV is a short way of saying television" Ben explained "oh like its nickname or pet name, I also have a pet name, my full name is Alexandria but my parents sometimes call me Alex, at other times, they also call me dear, or sweetheart, though one would wonder why they also call themselves at, it's supposed to be my nickname" Alex explained to Ben. "I wonder," single Ben said as he strolled back to his seat which he had stood up from as he explained how Alex was to put on the TV. And No, no, no! Don't ask me how I kn

Ben initially wanted to name his son Summer, but Lilith thought that Summer sounded like a girl's name. If they were to name their son Summer, then surely the other children would laugh at him when he entered school. So, Lilith took matters into her own hands and added the name Harrod when they wrote down their son's birth certificate, thus he became Harrod Summer Schaffer. Ben chose Summer because his son was born on the hottest day of summer. Lilith added Harrod because when he was born, he had extremely fine hair like a monkey's, which was why his nickname was Harry.

I burst into laughter then. Benjamin Carter but originally named Asher Denton! Yeah right! Asher Denton my ass! What the fuck does this clown take me for? A fool? Who is he exactly? Is he truly Alpha? Could it be that he's a con man? Is he doing all this to avoid the stress of applying and the waiting period?

What was the point of her saying the last name? Wasn't it the time to raise Mr. Wordsworth’s banner to back herself up? Ben was stunned. He couldn't help but stop in his tracks, and when he looked at Reginald again, the smile on his lips had frozen. Ben felt a chill swiping through the entire corridor. Downstairs in front of the venue, Bena heard this and couldn't help but taunt, "So what if your last name is ThankGod? Is it a big deal to have the last name?"

I also left a message threatening him to review and understand and not just memorize. After sending my notes and not receiving even a single word of gratitude, not even just a smiling emoji or that hand like emoji, I was a bit whipped with frustration. I decided to scroll down to my social media and get updated by current events or get entertained. Facebook blessed my frustration with meme after meme after meme, which never failed to kick start my engine to the train of laughter. By the time I've had enough of it, I switched to my Instagram. I checked my notifications. I got forty-two new likes from the selfie that I posted earlier this morning and seven new followers. I checked all of those