Iu Dear Name Novels & Stories

She bit her lips, as if realizing something, she shut her mouth immediately. "What's his name?" She widened her arms, facepalming herself. "Oh my Gosh, is it a he? I feel like someone who's damned right now." "You are not damned, Zoey Hart." "You think so?" She stared at him with those amazingly blue eyes, blinking her eyes. "Yeah. I know so, actually, his name is Dex junior." "Dex junior?" Okay, she wanted to laugh so much, roll her head back and make fun of this man, "Nope. We are going with Mr. Spaghetti."

It's the first time he said my name from seeing it on my name tag, but this time, not my surname. My heartbeat accelerated, and my cheeks started heating up again...Nervously, I tuck my loosened hair behind my ear. He cocks his head to one side. "Let me ease your lady curiosity, my name is Enrique De Leon!" his thick voice, the thickness of his bass erupts the slut in me. The blood drains from my head. "Er...Mr. De Leon, " I then compiled the questions. "Ain't you like from a rich family?" I questioned because his name sounded rich to my hearing.

“I asked you a question.” “And I heard it,” I say, dropping my bag onto the leather chair that isn’t mine. “I’m late because of breakfast. You know, food? The thing humans eat? Not that your Stone self would understand.” “With Athena and Isabelle?” “Yes. Are you keeping tabs on my stomach now, too?” I scoff. “Or was K busy recording my every chew?” “K?” He asks. “Yes. Kade? K, as I prefer to call him.” I throw myself on the couch knowing Ian is probably glaring as we speak.

He parted his lips open, about to speak but hesitated again. He took a few steps towards me and reached for my hand. “My sweet pumpkin,” he said slowly. Suddenly, memories flooded my head and my mind was jumbled up with thoughts. “Can you recall something now?” He questioned after a while of silence. Of course, it was only one person who used to call me that. I can recall that now, but he was not a Cromwell. How's this person a Cromwell? The wealthiest and prominent family in the whole of London.

The familiar ceiling above me came into focus, and the suffocating silence of my room settled around me. "Of course, it was just a dream," I muttered bitterly. That wasn't Molly. She'd never hurt me like that. I laughed again, though the sound was hollow. I propped myself up on my elbows, wondering how I woke up from the dream. My gaze fell on my phone, which now lit up beside me. The screen displayed a message from Charlotte. I quickly checked it out. [Jared told me about your daughter's passing. Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Was it an illness? We'll come visit you next weekend. Don't be too sad, Sophia.]

He looked very shocked. "Who are you? Do you know me?" I asked casually. ** The doctor diagnosed that I have memory loss after a serious accident. I was also unconscious for 7 days after the surgery. "...." I really don't know what to say. I also don't understand what is really happening. "My name is Oskar Pettersson and your name is Duna Delaporte," the silver-haired man said with a smile. I saw a sad glint in his eyes.

He smiled. “So, tell me. What is your name?” He asked, and I smiled. “Valeria”, I said, sitting up and crossing my legs. I saw him looking at my panties, but not like I mind. He isn’t getting any unless I allow it. “Valeria, beautiful name,” he said, smoking and puffing it out expertly. “What is yours?” I asked. “Declan”, he replied, and I smiled. His name starting with a D should have been my third reason that night, but I just kept going.

Mother gives me a faux look of annoyance. “My last name is Dea. What is Ashtons?” Spencer asks. “My last name is Deus.” Ashton whispers looking awestruck.

I cooed as I scratched its tummy and dropped a kiss on its forehead. “Did you just refer to your dog as Darwin?” I looked up at Margery’s pale face with a smile. “Yeah. Dee, is short for Darwin. That’s her name,” I shrugged and returned to petting my animal as the thing decided to kick my face. “Ewww!” I jumped back slightly and plucked the offensive animal from my lap. “That’s more than enough love for today, thank you,” I shooed the dog backward and even though it kept running around my legs, I ignored it and got to my feet to face Margery.

he spoke and sat down "What was your name again?" he asked [Zia] he relaxed on his chair [Can I ask your name?] she asked hesitantly He thought for a few minutes and replied "Dearil, It's been a long time since I said my name to someone," he said with a small chuckle [Can I call you Ril?] He didn't agree or deny it "There won't be any plants or vegetables or whatever you said here, so you should adjust with meat but still our kind don't eat meat, so you should be careful to not get found out," he said