Iu Dear Name Novels & Stories

"Does she have a name?" Diel paused, his attention suddenly elsewhere. Kiran raised a brow at the faraway look in his eyes. One thing she noticed about Diel was how passionate he was at teaching history. He narrated the events as if he himself had been there with Nilraenne. He didn't have the same passion when he started to teach Kiran about Lahnthean geography hours earlier. Diel then blinked as if he was jolted from his musings. "Ahriah," he answered. "Her name was Ahriah."

He was standing next to Roman. “King Julian, what can I do for you?” Roman didn’t show his surprise. Julian waved his hand. “Please, it’s Julian.” “I’ll leave—” “It’s fine, Irina. This is not a secret.” Julian gave her a weak smile. “Deandra is healing well—” “Deandra?” Roman confused. “He means little Dee, I told you about how she came here.” Irina reminded him. “Ahh… You didn’t tell me her name in here is Deandra.”

I attempted to get up and show them all I was ready to leave. “Not so fast Miss Tannerman-” Dr. Richard began to approach me to try and settle me down. “Daya. She prefers to be called Daya.” Darius cut him off. I felt my eyes open in pure shock. Why would he say that? And why did my name sound so amazing when he said it all of a sudden? Maybe I’m still dehydrated…and hungry. Definitely hungry.

he whispers to her and kisses her, his tears falling on her cheeks as he does so. Baby Dereon was born, and his name was Damon Autumn Dereon.

"I'm sorry, but you know my name, but I don't know yours. " "Oh, yeah," she snorts. She has NONE of the class and grace Angelica was known for. She's almost masculine in her movements, someone who is used to being more physical than graceful. "Sorry, I'm Delilah Fisher, but most people call me DeeDee." "Fisher," I repeat, looking between Stephen and Tilly. "That's a very interesting last name," I comment. "You're the second person to say that this evening," she takes a sip of her wine. "It means "a person who fishes." I honestly can't wait to change it."

Low whisper: - Dea, it's over. The girl blinked. It hurt so much to hear that name. So it was called only in distant childhood. Father. And only when he was in an extremely good mood, which happened not so often. And then her mother passed away and the girl never heard such an appeal again. She became Deamara, daughter of Ulgar, sole heir to the Anmar throne. Now... she's nobody.

I asked, raising an eyebrow. Eric grinned as always. "A compliment, of course, I’d never insult a lady, unless she deserves it, maybe someone like Jessica deserves it, not a beautiful girl you..." I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help the small smile forming at my lips. "Anyhow, what are you doing here, Mr. Eric?" He pouted. "Drop the 'Mr,' It makes me feel distant, just call me by my name, now we are like a family." I smirked. "Oh... Alright, Eric..."

He patted her head with his big hand, and teased her, “Call me dearie.” Monique felt like a puppy when he patted her head. She felt loved. Her heart was beating fast, and her face was blushing. This man wanted her to call him dearie, a nickname worse than Henny. She could pretend he was a kid if she called him Henny, like how she called Little Angel. A nickname for a child. However, he wanted her to call him something more intimate. She could no longer lie to herself that it was a child’s name.

Clarice asked with a smile. On the other hand, Arial or perhaps Lynn, was stunned after hearing Shannon’s name in his conversation with the heiress of the Grant Holdings!

I have a feeling that I can get along with her easily. "His name is Dean right?" I asked again because that's what I was hearing. She nodded. "Yep. It's Dean. Dean Luca." Dean Luca... I somehow felt a tingling sensation on my nerves upon hearing his name. What the heck? "His name is beautiful, isn't it? It's attractive," Larian said in a teasing voice. "No. It's just a simple name," I said and slightly looked away.