روايات وقصص ضمن Namesake

Thank you for reading! S. Jones

“Why would that be odd?” “Because usually, companies don't charge people this way. Or change their names this often.” “How do you know it’s the same place? What if it’s just a random pattern?” “That’s what I thought at first. Until I talked to you yesterday. You see, one of the names of the company was Madaanson.” Alessa smiled. “What an idiot he is. Mada is Adam spelled backwards and Anson is the tail end of his last name.” “I wouldn’t have guessed it if Aspen hadn’t figured out the name. Which is what I told her when I convinced her to hold a press conference with me. “ Kyle said.

Annalise carried herself with effortless confidence, though the request clearly displeased her. She was an internationally known designer, someone whose reputation did not belong on the same scale as a minor figure like L. Her mouth curled in a poised, elegant smile, her tone loose and almost lazy. "Mr. Johansen, you really underestimate me. A little designer like L isn't qualified to be compared to me. Give me one month. I'll put together a marketing plan that forces her company to fold and withdraw from the market."

"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.

A master. Well, my name is okay, I think. My parents named me Bliss since I am, well, their Bliss. Bliss means perfect happiness, or great joy. I brought them that when I was born that’s why they named me Bliss. They think that name suits me. I guess they’re not wrong in that part. I can’t imagine having a different name. I was about to ask Ace what position he is in the company and what kind of work he does there but his phone rang, he immediately answered it, he’s using some wireless earphones, I don’t know, an airpod maybe, to hear the call.

“See, you’re easy because you have Fasebok, Inxsta, Twitter and Snapchat. But you can click Edit Profile here and then add more things about yourself. Or you can answer some personality questions for better accuracy. Now, what’s Ecto’s full name?” “Um, I’m not sure that’s...” “You don’t know his full name?” “No. I do. I know his full name. It’s just that I know he doesn’t have a Fasebook account.” “OK, not a Fasebook guy. How about Snapchat? Inxsta?” Kate shook her head. “LinkedIn? Pinxterest?” “Uh-uh,” Kate said with a wince. “Goggle Plus?” “Look, why don’t you just, um, try your own name so we can see if it really works. You know… just to check if it works.”

Alessandro: The narwhal. Me: No. Want to have the honor of naming him? Alessandro: Me? He's yours. Me: He was technically yours first. Alessandro: Told you I don't care for such nonsense. Me: Ouch. He's sitting right on my lap, you know, and read everything. He's hurt. He sends me a laughing emoji. Alessandro: How about Bob? Me: Do you seriously want to name this adorable thing Bob? Alessandro: Bill?

I reply, breathless, while Christian pulls the chair out for me to sit and sign. I stare down at the keepsake certificate with a smile on my face, my thumb hovering over Christian’s middle name; Ivano. Christian Ivano Roman. They’re such nice names. I think to myself. I let my eyes shift to the other side of the thick paper where my name sits. Hannah Sinclair. Only that something seems a little off. I don’t have a third name. I never have, yet there’s a huge space after Sinclair that indicates otherwise. Like something’s supposed to be there.

“Yeah. The only thing I’m apprehensive about is the pain I’ll be in once we are turning. But, Dr. Moreno cleared us and said we are both healthy for the transition.” “What’s your real name, anyway?” I asked. She smiled, “I bet you think Sin is some kind of devilish nickname don’t you?” “Yeah, I do.” I said. “Well, it’s not. It’s short for Sinclair.” She said. “I did not see that coming at all.” I chuckled. “So does that mean you are going to leave your code names behind and start using your actual names?” Canary’s eyes lit up, “I hadn’t even thought about that. I will, if it’s required.” She said, “Hey, are we talking to your parents again? They are serious but fun.”

"Yes. It's Hunter Tiberius Williams." He chuckled, "wrong. That's what the outsiders think. I think somewhere along the lines of spreading stories about my supposed 'cruelty', someone got my name wrong." He almost sounded very friendly as he dropped his hands. I looked at him, narrowing my eyes at him, "then what's your name?" "It's actually Sinclair. Sinclair Kai Monero." He shrugged at me and my jaw dropped. He noticed it and wiggled his brows at me, "very different from the name you mentioned, correct?"