Namesake Novels & Stories

"I had to do it," Philip said looking at his brother. The shock on Henry's face was something that told Philip to take it easy with his words. "You gave grandmother the name of their company to buy over?" Henry asked in a bewildered state. "That was the first name I thought of, so I had to write it down. It's not like we are going to take over the company. We are just buying it."

I spat a mouthful of bloody saliva onto Lucia's face and sneered, "The biggest mistake I've ever made in my life was helping an ungrateful snake like you." "How dare you!" Lucia completely lost it and started kicking and punching me again. I stared at her coldly. "Lucia, if I'm fake and Keith is real, then why didn't Mr. Fraser even look at Keith earlier? And do you seriously not know how to think for yourself? The Fraser family's heir has the last name Coburn? Please. Everyone knows Mr. Fraser is obsessed with his son. "Yet, he didn't even ask Keith a single question earlier."

~~~One Year Later ~~~ "Hiya Winnie. Hey, have you ever had a guy whose dick was so big that when he stuck it in you he didn't even need to move it and it already felt good?" The casually delivered question nearly caused him to spew breakfast cereal all over the couch. It was wrong on three levels. First, "Winnie" was just an irritating nickname for Winston. (Winston's full name was Winston Churchill Kendall. Only a history professor and his avid anglophile wife would conceive of naming their 21st century American son after Britain's greatest statesman). The point is he was a guy. And no heterosexual man wants to hear a question like that. Ever. Second, this was not the kind of talk people ha

I am never going to live this down, especially after all the crap I have given Ivan about my sister over the years. When I get back to the office, my mate, Helen asks, “Is that your name? Alpha? It’s very unusual, isn’t it?” I cannot help but grin at her. “It’s a nickname, you know, because I am the boss. My name is Manzitti, Manzitti Goldrick.”

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.

Annabella bite her bottom lip Thadeus also entered the car and he began driving,Annabella on the other hand was super nervous as she sat in the car 'He looks like a billionaire,but young' She thought "So...what's your name?" Thadeus asked "Annabella" She replied "That's quite long" Thadeus said "You can call me Anna" Annabella said "I think that will be better,wait...where are you going exactly?" Thadeus asked and turned to her "Fresh Restaurant" she replied Minutes later,Thadeus's car stopped in front of the restaurant "Thank you Mr Thadeus...." "Of course not,it's nothing" Thadeus saud "Still,I'm grateful" Annabella said

"Sen?" "Sen is what I call him. It means brother in my language. Lisanian. I thought it was a fitting name for a creature which lives in my body with an identical-face as me," Akana said, and Sidastir did not know how felt in the face of Akana's naming. You will solely give a name to something you want to give recognition to, but it also means that Akana could keep some distance from what the creature did in the alley. Akana had no guilt for the incident.

First, we needed to get her home and safe. “Since when has that Asshat ever been helpful or given us any information?” I asked exasperated. The Alpha of the Margam territory, Jeremy Lewis was enough of a Bell end that he actually introduced himself the people as Alpha Jezz. Jezz? What the hell kind of grown man wants to be called the nickname he was clearly given by his high school rugby team?

JULIE "Yeah, sure. Call me Nick or Nicholas," he suggests and heat coats my cheeks when I realize he just asked me to use his pet name if I like. "Okay.. so how about — um… Nick?" I say, almost whispering the words. I am not sure if I sound pleasant or nervous. Whatever it is, I am surely nervous right now. His name is pretty, to be honest. Nicholas — a Greek name, if the knowledge is still in my mind. And it means the "victory of people". It is a strong and bold name, perfect for a bold and humble man like him.

the man replied flatly. Fair. Xander stepped slightly in front of Zade—not aggressively, but protectively. “We disabled their trackers,” he said evenly. “If we were still theirs, you’d already be surrounded.” The trio exchanged glances. One of the women—short hair, scar across her cheek—narrowed her eyes. “Names,” she demanded. Xander hesitated. Zade answered first. “Zade.” A beat. “Xander.” The man frowned. “Ironclad cadets.”