My Little Pony My Name Mga Nobela at Kwento

She said giving Mr Vontrap a thumbs up with her little thumb. "I see." I said amused at the way she called knight. "He sure is your nwait in shining armor snowball." I said to her. "And aren't you a fast talker for a child of four?" I asked l rubbing my forehead with hers. "When mummy was this age, I couldn't even say my name." I said laughing. "I know my name." She said to me. "And what is it?" I asked. "My name is Miwanda Yosewood." This made me tumble over in laughter. She was a fast learner and I loved that.

I nod, smiling. "I could call him Kitty, maybe brat, witch, could be good Master." I laugh, he calls me them, why is Teddy so bad? "Just Teddy doesn't really sound like a name I should be calling out at night Kitty". "Excuse me, but you have a horse called Fish" He looks at me laughing. "That is different, MJ is a child and chose the name, I tried calling him different names, but MJ wouldn't have it. It's his childhood pet and childhood dream, so his name choice, kitty". I nod.

remember your name, who you where, who you are and all will be well, here take my hand and tell me your name ** [ my name... my name...goddess what's my name?] think think think, who am I, who was I? I was a wolf sprite that lived in the woods with my family, I try to imagine their faces, their voices, there names, if I could remember them then I'm sure I'd remember me, think!, think! I hear a voice as a distant memory { Charity! it's time to come inside! it's time to eat dear } that's it! that's my name [ I'm Charity! I'm Charity! my name is Charity! ] I reach out and take her hand, there's a blinding light before everything goes dark.

He was right, I had to be strong because if I get weak I wouldn't be able to have my revenge on those five monsters. I gulped down the whole soup and he smiled lightly. "T-thank you". I muttered and he nodded. "What's your name little one?". He asked. "My name is Amphitrite". I whispered hoarsely. "Your name is very unusual. Who gave you that name?". He asked curiously. "My mommy and daddy gave it to me". I mumbled. "What does it mean?". He asked curiously. "Queen of the sea". I replied hoarsely.

I smiled as it perched on my forehead and played with my rough hair. "Oh sweetheart," I said as I kissed its head. "I probably should give you a name, shouldn't I?" I laughed. "How about i name you...sweet...tie." I patted its head as it hopped excitedly like he understood what I was saying. "Since you are such a sweet little bird, I think the name sweetie befits you." I rose up from the bed and yawned loudly. "Do you know…" I began as I trotted to my desk. "That name sweetie was the same name given to the disney princess, Snow white's pony."

And survived. “Your dragon, little fox,” he rumbled as he stared down at me. “My name is Cyan.” Epic response. We wouldn’t even go into how ridiculously breathy my voice was. “As you wish, my princess,” he murmured, that infuriating smirk ticking his lips upward seconds before they crashed down on mine.

"Sour topic? Okay, let's move past that. I'll assume you were surrounded by dicks who never thought calling a sweet angel like you her real name mattered. You do have a name, don't you?" "I've never told anyone my name," the child murmured, looking into space. "I've never called myself that either. My name only exists in my mind from the day it was placed on me but not by my parents," she looked down and beamed again, tears glistening in her eyes like diamonds. It made her galactic eyes explode with lights, literally. "My name is…" The rest of her words broke off into a painful screech, like a faulty microphone combined with a nail on a chalkboard. I covered my ears, wincing from the pain. D

I hate and love it at the same time. When I was younger, my father used to call me Little Lana. He said I was a carbon copy of her—same lips, same hair, same bone structure. If only I didn’t have Heterochromia, she and I could be mistaken as twins. Being young, I thought Lana was really part of my name. But when one of my home tutors asked me who my name was and I answered Lana, she spanked my hand with a ruler and pressed that my name was Caterina Mari. It took me days to get use to it.

said the little girl wrinkling her nose with an adorable pout " Pooh is yellow " " of course " I said dramatically gasping in surprise " You are right ..How stupid of me . Then why don't you name it yourself? I bet you will give it a nice name than me " " Icy !" after seriously surveying the white teddy bear for a whole two minutes , The little girl cheered up " I will call it icy " " that's a pretty name " I said " You must be really smart to think of such a nice name .. what about you , what's your name sweetheart ?"

I called him immediately, thanked him for the previous day, and asked for Kieran’s number, saying I had an important message to pass to him. He sent the number under a minute. The little girl was still looking stunned and stood by the door, looking scared like she was going to cry. I put up my sweetest smile. "Hello, darling. I'm Bonnie. My name is Bonita but everyone calls me Bonnie. What about you?" “Are you a bunny?" She asked in a small whisper as if we were in a conspiracy. I smiled and nodded. “Yeah. I'm a big bunny." I made a small demo, flapping my hands behind my ears and she giggled.