Iu Dear Name Novels & Stories

“Answer me! What was his name?” Artemis returned, carrying a small tray covered with a silver lid. The aroma of food wafted through the air, a cruel temptation. Was he really being… kind? This Vancouver bastard? “Don’t make me be mean to a pregnant woman. What was his name?” Hades repeated, his voice dangerously soft. She met his gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of grief and defiance. “Drey,” she said, her voice tight. “Andre. His name was Drey.”

"Never has there been a bride more beautiful than you." "I'm sure you're just saying that." I said, feeling embarrassed. "There are many women out there much more beautiful than me." "No, no!" The other woman, Patty, said, raising a hand to her mouth. "You are the most beautiful, miss." "Please just call me Valerie." I begged for the umpteenth time. "Miss makes me uncomfortable." "I'm sorry, miss. I mean Valerie." She squeaked, her emerald eyes growing huge. "I'm so sorry if I have offended you!"

She asked. The Aryan king smiled at that and patiently told her of his name. "GD." "GD." Daeira addressed. "GD. GD. GD. GD. GD" she said as if drilling it inside her brain. "It's no use. You'll still forget about it," he said but Daeira only stood up to get a memo and pen and actually wrote his name there. "It's only two lettered names but why do I keep on forgetting it?" She turned to him this time.

Yes." Keira nodded and gave a soft giggle when she saw a strange aunt standing next to her. "My goodness, that's so cute! Little cutie, tell auntie, what's your name?" Judi Dench happily asked out loud, she half squatted in front of Keira, full of eyes are unable to hide the love. "Hello auntie, my name is Keira Wright,"

"Darling!" Dorothy smiled. "I still have quite a bit of time, so I want to leave this place to our sons! Since I'm having twins, one of them has to take my last name. My family has only women left after all. I even thought of a name already. I’ll call him… Dex Assex." "Dicks? You mean like… down there? Well, it's your choice!" "It's spelled D. E. X. Oh my god." "Alright then."

Matteo prompts. “Is Quinn your name?” I wondered a little too loud. Matteo chuckles but sobered quickly. “Yes. Quinn is my name. I know it’s impossible for an Italian to have any other name that a cultured one. I was surprised my mom named me that. She said it was from an actor she loved from a movie growing up,” Matteo sneers at the end and I couldn’t help but laugh out loud. He muttered beneath his breathe how his father had been so in love with his mother to dare give him another name.

I was surprised to see that most of them were dressed in their casual clothes, not maid or guard uniforms. “Good afternoon everyone,” I started, “my name is Aubree, well now Luna Aubree, I’m sorry my husband had to leave us an emergency came up.” I lied, and while some bought the lie, the rest whispered, which I wasn’t interested in as I knew whatever they were saying were not nice things.

I said, my voice barely above a whisper. He nodded, as if my name meant something to him. “I’m Elijah.” The name sent a ripple of recognition through me, but I couldn’t place it. It felt familiar, like something I should know, but in my haze of alcohol and pain, I couldn’t grasp it. “You’re a Beta’s mate, aren’t you?” His question was soft, but it cut through me like a knife. I stiffened, my grip tightening around the glass. “How do you know that?”

I slowly reached for it, my fingers brushing his for the briefest second. I pulled it back quickly, almost like I had been burned. I looked down at the card. Zayn Kane. My breath caught slightly. So that was his name. Zayn. It didn’t feel like it belonged to an ordinary person. “What is this for?” I asked quietly. “If anything goes wrong,” he said, “you call me.” My brows furrowed slightly. “Anything?” “Yes.” I let out a small, uncertain breath. “That sounds a bit dramatic,” I tried to joke softly.

I keep on insisting for years, before he finally agreed, and then- “What is your name?” I was snapped out of my train of thought by Ruby. She stood in front of me, waiting for me to reply. I bent down so I could be at her height “Hi, princess my name is Anika” I said. She nodded her head “you are really pretty, like a princess” she said and I shook my head “no, you are the real life Princess Ruby. No one is as pretty as you” She twiddled with her fingers looking bashful “I see why my brother likes you so much”