Nama 소설 & 이야기

I called out to him. “Yes ma’am?” He asks with a southern accent. “Aren’t we going to wait for the other passengers?” I asked. “You’re the only one passenger for this trip ma’am. America Pingries right?” He mentions my complete name which was shocking but then he might have been oriented by Mr. L about me. I nod, “Yeah.” He smiles at me happily, “You’ll love the Island of LUAHU ma’am.” I smile back, “I hope so.”

She stopped just when her hand made contact with the door knob. “Alpha Isabel Martinez” she replied in a voice that wasn’t hers.

Almost like coding. “What are you doing?” I ask curiously, looking confused as I watch him type away “Hacking into the System Database” Came His clipped answer, a Signal that he Won't Give up Much information. “Bingo” I squint My eyes at the screen, at the Sound of his Voice, “Son's name is Roman, was born August 5. There's no Other information about his friends, School, or Anything Else.” “What about the year?” “It doesn't say here”

Dove reminded Amaria, and Amaria nodded, saying, "That's right, you don't have a name yet. Okay, I'll give you a name then," "From now on, I'll refer to you as Ammon, and you'll refer to me as Amaria." Amaria said "A-Ammon," Ammon said, his eyes widening. 'Master gave me a name, she actually gave me a name,' he thought , this was the first time he had ever been given a name . Who knew being given a name could be this warm? Amaria became glum and inquired, "Don't you like the name, is 'Ammon' not to your liking?"

Damn Nami! _______

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“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

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Both the codes said the same name. Revaan.