Raya/namaari Novels & Stories

I smiled ironically. “How can I refuse the request of Luna?” She smiled, approaching and leading me into her tent. “By the way, my name is Nyxara.” “The bitch has a name.” I snarled. “Sorry, I'm not usually like this!” Laughing, Nyxara made me sit on a comfortable large cushion, grabbed two glasses, and filled them with a different drink. “What is this?” I was intrigued. “Your drinks in this realm are not as tasty as ours; please try them; they will make you feel light!” Smiling seductively, Nyxara handed me a glass, toasting hers against mine. “What shall we toast to?”

asked Nala once more. Raymond's hair swayed with his head shaking. "That is the name of the kingdom where Ray lived, but Nala, the shining sign was a sign of the royals of Pureza Na Luz." Nala listens carefully to Raymond, his head has concluded. "Then?" Raymond seemed hesitant, his mouth open for him to close again. He rises restlessly and passes his eyes in all directions and returns to look at Nala with his eyebrows down. "Ray's nobody, Nala. Nature must have made a mistake."

But tonight he felt something close to resentment. “Who is she?” he asked finally. Torvin hesitated. “Her name is Aria.” Ryan’s brow furrowed slightly. He recognized the name. The quiet girl who lived near the healer’s quarters. The one who rarely spoke. The one many wolves whispered about. Ryan had heard the rumors. That she had no real pack blood. That she had no wolf. That she was weak. Unsuitable. The thought irritated him. The elders truly expected him to accept someone like that as his Luna?

"There, you're good. You can play again." She smiled back and nodded. "Thank you. May I know your name?" "Faraiah, but you can call me Raya," I answered. "My name is Nicia. Thank you again for treating my wound. One day I will return the kindness to you. Promise." She extended her palm to me as if to make the agreement. I laughed and shook my head, messing up her hair. "That's fine. I'm not asking for anything in return." She raised his eyebrows, then took my hand voluntarily. She touched our palms, and I was surprised when they lit up. My jaw dropped as I blinked several times.

That was a lovely sight to see. "Alpha is amazing with children," Nama stated. "Yes, he is. I don't understand; how is it that Raymond is a great father, but he has a son like Brian? I expressed. I watched Raymond for a while before deciding to head back to the pack house to relax. I was still quite sleepy, so maybe I can take a nap. I woke up in a cold sweat because, yet again, Nama gave me images of Raymond.

As Naraja finished his first introduction with an awkward knead, he brought attention to the back of his neck towards the person, Nai, whom he was starting to have this strong peculiar feeling of; love, surge up inside of him again. Nai: “Ummmm.. sure, s~uure, so yeah my name is Nai and don’t get too anxious about that moment,..earlier it was actually quite cute he~he, but anyway we are your comrades: Saint Teresa Of Avila, John Of The Cross, and Anima….sh~eee actually has an interesting particular ability that I like to call if I remember correctly, h~mm, Maladaptive Day-Dreaming and oh ye~aah she’s also deaf/mute or something like that, but anyway then there’s Eli, but you have to always

They became light and traveled throughout his body and healed him. The spot she cried on then went on to become a fountain of her tears which can only be controlled by any woman she chose. Nati blessed a young desperate warrior from a small village named Nasir with his strength, name, and other abilities so he could protect his people. Nasir then married a lady chosen by Natalí and together they founded a kingdom they both named Nayak and the family of Niamh has been ruling Nayak since then.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

"Like my wife said, we're happy to be here and are very grateful to be welcomed in such a good manner. As most of you know, I am Basha Siromani, and this is our daughter, Annabelle Ameera Siromani." Annabelle looked sort of annoyed when her dad called her Ameera but she covered it immediately. I wondered why, Ameera is a cute name. That was when I was able to take a good look at her. To say she looked stunning would be an understatement. Unlike the other girls, she wore something simple. It was just a plain navy blue dress that reached her ankles. Her jewelry wasn't shiny and she didn't have her glasses on. Annabelle gave a small wave and smiled after her dad introduced her.

’ he was indeed most handsome man I have seen, I mean truly not even in new York I have seen anyone like as ‘WOW’ like him, I never felt this much lost for some before my mind was busy playing tricks on me, I was focused on studying his face when my gaze transferred to his dark pink full lips which he slightly licked while staring at me “Th..Thank you sir” I said in almost shuttering voice “What is your name?” he questioned “What the hell…” my mind spoke , he had one hell of a strong and husky voice ‘Amazing Combination beauty with voice’ I said in my mind ‘Yes! Also add mafia and Killer to your combination’ my sub conscious mocked me, to me bring me back into reality “What?” I questioned hi