Lar The Beloved Real Name Novels & Stories

It got stronger for Lucian to hold me. "No one has said that name in hundreds of years." My mouth felt dry. "What does it mean?" She spoke softly, "It means you're not just a wolf." I had the wrong idea about who you were. I tripped and fell. My eyes got big. "No." My name is Elara. I have a partner. A mom. "I'm not" He grabbed me and wrapped his arms around me. "You're still all of those things." "But maybe... maybe you're more."

Elara's POV “What is your real name!“ I snapped. “Elara…” he tried to step closer again. “Don't,” I spat, beckoning to him not to move, which he obeyed. “If you ever feel bad about our child's death, then tell me your real name, Damian.“ It was silent for a while. His gaze looked like someone who was helpless. “Damian Stormrider.“ Stormrider, is it?

He asked as he got up from the swivel chair. “No! What did he say.?” Alice responded in a split of a second as she looked at Clark. She smiled broadly as I couldn't stop admiring her well arranged Auburn hair. I still couldn't get how Clark turned from a high school friend to my beta and then, to a son and I hate when they plot behind my back. But then, that wasn't something I should be worried about because he was my most trusted ally. “Hey, uhmm… Elena." "Liam. Liam Bohen."

The guy nods and my heart starts hammering, that sounds fucking incredible, way better than three million, actually, "Oh wow. We have a deal, then. Just... retract your werewolf people and stop being so obvious about this trap you're setting, Leo hasn't left my house in days. Take down the billboard, too.” "Hm, alright," he says as he thinks about it, "What's your name, by the way?" "Jolene," I say, he waits, "Jolene Duvarak." "Well, I'm King Archibaldo Garibaldi," he says. Another godawful name, "But you can call me Archie. Don't mention me to Leo, though, he's currently going through the angsty teen phase, he was a VERY late bloomer."

He was already down to his last nerve. Vulcan was sweating profusely and breathing heavily. He said, “Your mother, Hayley, was the Saintess of our organization, so she was supposed to marry the Saint. Instead, she fell in love with an ordinary man while she was out on a mission. That man was your father, Valentine Larson. Moreover, she went AWOL, left the organization, and gave birth to you. Her actions infuriated the organization, so they devoted their resources to searching for her. After many years, we finally found her four years ago.

Aria stood up once more to address the High Council. She had to snap out of it. She had to let everyone know what a monster Chris really was! But the Aria I had grown to love was not there. In her place stood a shell, a ghost of who she was, corrupted by whatever Chris had done to her to make her say these things. I would kill him if I got the chance again. "Chris Hansen is telling the truth," Aria said. "My real name is Aria Thorlacius. Henry Bergmann offered me wealth and a medical license if I pretended to be Arianna Lupa Avaroux and marry him."

“If I ask, there is no unasking.” She swallowed. “I know.” He rolled onto his back, staring at the ceiling. “Start with your name.” Her fingers curled into the sheet. “Elara Vale is not the name I was born with.” “I figured that much.” “My real name is Elara Moreau.” The air shifted. Adrian turned his head slowly. “French?” She nodded. “My father was. He worked in international finance. Not legally.” Adrian exhaled through his nose. “Offshore laundering?”

“It is… going really well. I know how that sounds, since he is my teacher, but believe me. What we have is… legit. And he isn’t turning away from it at first. But then, weird stuff starts happening.” “Weird stuff?” Jax asks, quirking a brow, finally looking somewhat interested in what I am saying.and not in a starkly negative way. I sigh yet again. I’ve told them all the details of my relationship, and mention his family. But there is one more bomb I have to drop. “I find out that his real name isn’t Professor Harlan.” Jax looks shocked. Milo looks like he’s been dropped into a mystery flick, and he is absolutely loving it. “His real name is Ben Solo. His parents are Han and Leia Organa-Solo

he added and explained to him patiently but he chose to escape instead of inquiring about the truth. “Arkael, son, try to recall everything that you could remember during your childhood with your mother. Her name is Merah Adelah Roberts and not Meridah Adelaide Roberts. Bear it in your mind that those names aren't the same at all. Those names were owned by two different persons and not just one.” he added and finally tore his gaze away.

“And Stella… Jenny… it’s over. It was all a lie. A pathetic attempt to recreate something that never existed.” He turned to go, a man utterly defeated, his empire of lies and money crumbling around him. “Lanc,” I said. He stopped, but didn’t turn back. “The woman you were looking for,” I said. “Her name is Elara Santos. She has a daughter named Eva. They’re safe. They’re happy. And they want nothing to do with you. Let them go. Let all of it go.” He didn't respond. He just gave a slight, almost imperceptible nod, and walked away down the hall, his footsteps echoing until they faded into nothing.