Nama Novels & Stories

Hawk said "This problem would have passed without any significant, but, our people say, eleghara nwa ite, omenyu oku (little negligence can cause disaster)" "Okay, Hawk. What is this little problem?" Dog asked, speaking for the first time. "This problem is a girl," The hawk man said, "Her name is Jidennaya" "A girl?" Falcon laughed, "what can stand in our way. A girl? That's unheard of" Some of the men chuckled, while some laughed at the thought. No one has challenged the King before, no animal, beast, or human. Nothing has opposed his might and dominion. He was a great Lord, a powerful King in all the land

she finished and those amber eyes went to the place I was to also remain immobile before my incredulous gaze. “What did you say your name was?” I asked a few decibels above my regular voice. “Oh, Mark! So good you came, you were the only one missing.” I heard the voice of Kristopolis somewhere in the room, but my eyes were still locked with the woman’s who was a few meters from me, noting how pale she went when she heard my name. “Mark?” she said in a whisper. “Yes... Marcus Sanders.” confirmed Paul looking at her with worry eyes “he is the owner of the company and promoter of the campaign that you will develop… Are you okay?”

My eyes widened as the realisation sank into me. "Good morning Miss". The chef greeted me. "Errr... morning,". I muttered nervously. "Maco". The chef completed. "Just call me Maco". "Okay...Maco". I tested the name. "What would you like for breakfast?" Maco asked. He seemed very cheerful. For someone that worked for Lucian, he didn't seem to be awkward or tight lipped in his presence. I liked it. Turning to Lucian, I saw he was typing away on his phone.

Duty, she really hoped that Shin would want to stay with her even if only for a few days. Shin was touched. This was the first time she had met someone as kind as Mrs. Duty. "Oh yeah, I don't know what your name is, beautiful girl," asked Mrs. Duty. "Err — Shin, my name is Shin." Mrs. Duty surprised. In fact, she even vomited the food that had entered his mouth. "Shin?" repeated Mrs. Duty made sure that what she heard was not wrong. "Yeah. So why?" replied Shin, not understanding Mrs. Duty's response, which Shin thought was exaggerated. Is that the name 'Shin' so bad that Mrs. Duty was surprised like that? Shin thought.

Coming to Tokyo, she felt even more unable to adapt to the fast-paced life here. After more than five years away from her home, this is the first time to come home back. At this moment, she regretted that she had gone too far. Going home for a long trip is not easy. Daisy Nguyen's real name is Nguyen Thi Cuc, but she works in a foreign environment. She took a foreign name for someone else to call easily. Apart from being a special teacher. She is also a community doctor. This second degree she obtained in California, USA.

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Just then, a girl, much taller than me appeared next to her, she had short hair, styled in a short side comb, and she was wearing a black tank top and jeans that rode around her hips, honestly, she was dressed like a guy and she looked hot too. "She's the one that you wanted to sit with?" she asked in a grumpy tone. "Yes babe," she grabbed her hand and pulled her down into the chair. "This is Carl." "Carl?" I blurted out, unable to hold back my shock. "Carly really but she likes to be called Carl." Celeste commented. "You got a problem with that?" she asked with the same grumpy tone as before. "No I was just surprised," I extended an arm, "nice to meet you." I smiled.

​It is hard being a fresh graduate of a course that requires strong connections just to get your foot in the door of your dream job. I was just lucky to have parents who supported all my dreams. I am Hannah Martin, and we live on a small island in the Philippines. My parents are farmers, and the life we live here is quiet and peaceful. The only sad part is knowing I will have to temporarily leave this sanctuary to fulfill my ambitions.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.