Namine X Roxas Novels & Stories

Talana asked. Gianna’s voice cracked as she whispered, “I named her Rosa, after your mom Rosalina.” Talana held the baby closer, brushing her finger against the girl’s tiny cheek. “Rosa,” she repeated. “She deserves a future untouched by this blood. A world where her name doesn’t appear in ledgers or on target lists.” Massimo approached from behind and wrapped his arm around Talana’s waist. “Then we finish it.” She turned in his arms, still holding the child, and nodded slowly. “For the sake of all our futures, we need to enaure this is finished.”

He's a catch. He's handsome. Smart. Talented. I think he can do it all and it is not unlikely that he will make many friends here. "If you're thinking about having friends. No." I immediately looked at Saint because he suddenly spoke. He fixed the eyepatch he was wearing and looked at me with his brown eyes. "Don't call me by my name. I have a new identity too, I'm Rozen Alcantara from now on. Do you get it?" He asked and I nodded.

"Mommy, who are these people? They look... boring. Can we go to the buffet now?" ​Napatingin si Xander sa bata. Sa malapitan, mas lalong nakakakilabot ang pagkakahawig nila. "Kid, what’s your name?" tanong ni Xander, ang boses niya ay medyo nangangatal. ​Tiningnan siya ni Liam mula ulo hanggang paa. "My name is Liam Mercedes. And you are?" ​"I am Xander Black." ​"The billionaire?" tanong ni Liam nang may mapanuyang ngiti na eksaktong-eksakto kay Xander. "My iPad is more interesting than your net worth, Mr. Black. Mommy, let's go."

Tama ba ang pag karinig ko? Gulat na gulat ako ngayon dahil… It's my name. My real name is Niñana Facelo. Nina was my nickname dahil nakakalito raw ang pangalan ko. And the thing is, I don't know someone in the book named Niñana. Lady Niñana Sotelo. ******** PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO VOTE, COMMENT, SHARE AND FOLLOW. THANKS A LOT BABY WEIRDOS. FOR MORE IMPORTANT UPDATES PLEASE VISIT THE FOLLOWING:

Celeste asked. Marina looked at me. “Rosa Mendoza.” I froze. Mendoza. My mind flew back to the hospital. Paolo Mendoza. The little boy Alexander pulled from the river. My voice came out thin. “Mendoza?” Shaun straightened. “The child’s parents were Joel and Rina Mendoza.” Marina’s face paled. “Rina?” Director Reyes turned sharply. “Rina could be short for Rosa Marina.” The room seemed to tilt.

This is really awkward yet feels romantic! **** Stephanie c, if you're reading this, sorry girl. Actually, I don't check comments in the middle of my book's chapter and you know we don't even get notifications. But when I read your comment on my book innocence part 01, I realised that you should know now. That the character's full name was Christian Daud. They weren't different. I know this is just too late. But I had no other way. Sorry :')

Fiona I had just gotten off the phone with Roxanne, and was staring blankly at my phone screen as it laid on my desk, eagerly awaiting a call from Levi. Roxanne and I have become closer since she became the princess of the air fairies, and next in line to be the Queen, thanks to Cerulean getting her pregnant. We're as similar as we are different. Roxanne was the lead warrior of Moon Rain. Wait, no, they changed their name recently. What was it .... Gypsy ..... Gypsy Night? Gypsy Sky? That's it! Gypsy Rain. Anyway, she was their lead warrior for a few years, and now she's stuck in the same boat as me. Pretending to be more of a princess than she is so that the council won't become suspicious.

"Austin, what are you talking about… I am your mate?" "Well, that ends tonight— I, Austin Anderson, crowned Beta of the Red Moon Pack, hereby reject you, Rosie Hamilton, as my mate!"

Romario feigned annoyance, "You don't ever listen, stop calling me that!" The mood shifted as Namiro turned serious. "So, I have some information..." she began, and Romario's attention snapped back to the conversation. He had asked Namiro to dig up information on Officer Naveen after Ken's failed attempt. Namiro's hacking skills were unmatched, and she could access even the most secure databases.

They were only able to tear the badge from his shoulder before he slipped away. This badge seemed to be all we needed to make the girl speak. She sniffled for a moment and then snatched the handkerchief from Kane’s hand with a small snarl. “Stop referring to me as ‘sorceress’ or ‘girl’,” she muttered as she wiped the wetness from her high cheekbones. “My name is Roxy.”