Reina Name Novels & Stories

“Brown fur, green shimmer, that light—like she stepped out of a myth.” I don’t say anything. Reina. That’s her name now. Mine, but not. We share the same skin, but she’s something else entirely. The way she moved that night—strong, calm, sure—like she’d been waiting for that moment all along. Maybe she had. Blaire nudges my leg. “You should be proud. People finally saw who you really are.” “Yeah,” I mumble, “a freak of nature.” She snorts. “A badass freak.”

Elaina paused and eyed the aged woman with curiosity then she asked the question that had been on her mind the most, “Who are you and how do you know me?” Reina did not reply, instead she poured the tea she had been brewing into two ceramic cups and handed one to Elaina who took it with gratitude. The woman then proceeded to sit and take a sip of the tea first before speaking up to answer the question. “Like I said, my name is Reina, your godmother and your mother closest friend” she answered with a smile.

They talk in low tones, motioning once in a while to a stiff-faced intake. I can't help but feel a sliver of anger, and nipping at the heels of that emotion is bitterness and shame. His smirk once Malcolm handed me over will forever be etched at the back of my mind. "Reina," Melicia calls. I watch a toned redhead step forward while the rest fall back, giving her a wide berth while lowering to their knees. "I am Reina, daughter of the cause. Your humble servant." After a bow, she aligns into a fighting stance, the motion quick and seamless.

I trailed off not knowing his name. "The name is Finlin, Milady." The man informs me. "Well mister Finlin, thank you so much for driving us so far from the castle." I replied thankfully. "No need for thanks, just doing my job you see." He denied modestly. "Even so, as the new Queen of Alastia, I, myself, am very much grateful." I state a large grin upon my face. He glanced back over his shoulder witnessing my smile and blushing as he faced forward again. "Well when you put it like that your Highness, you're very, certainly welcome." I could hear his own smile behind his words.

REINA Reina: you guys won't believe this but yacht party is ON!!! Iris: wait. No way! YOUR DAD agreed?? Maya: Oh I am so in for this, it's going to blow up on I*! Liv: omg Reina you’re insanely lucky. Like I'm so jealous I wanna wear your skin! I’m already picking my outfit.

I found out their connection to each other and a bit of personal details about them. Reina is an orphan, with a huge inheritance left for her after her parent's death, which her parent's lawyer tried to swindle. She ran with Luna, and now she is a renowned freelance journalist, getting jobs from renowned news agencies like, The New York Times, The New Yorker, and Cable News Network- CNN, which I found out means her career as a journalist is successful. Now, I have to act like I’m some extra successful Journalist too, to get into her current freelance firm, the New York Times, by compelling her boss.

Reina brought Nadia to her old house. From the way Nadia looks,she doesn't appear as someone who's poor. Reina couldn't help but feel embarrassed about the situation of her house. Oh well....she doesn't have a choice. "Yeah...so what's your name??"Nadia asked as a brief slience. Reina handed her cup of mocha to her before settling down on her worn out couch "Me? Reina Krystal..and you?" "Nadia Lee" ************* NEXT MORNING**

I made sure to log every detail before moving on to the last patient. Reina. I knew her by a different name once through magazines, before all of this mess—before Darren and Rex had torn her life apart. Now, she went by Reina. I’d been told it was her middle name, a small detail that didn’t seem to matter much, but it felt like a tiny piece of her identity that had survived the hell she’d been through.

"Remember Reina? She could have been the perfect choice, the ideal candidate for the Luna position, until Sabrina came along." Felix continued, his words dripping with a calculated mix of resentment and manipulation. "Reina possessed all the qualities that made her an impeccable vessel for the second Luna. She hailed from a lineage of royalty, harboring a deep love for Andrei, and, above all, she was a true-blooded werewolf."

But I’m even more concerned about why she’s saying all of this. Before I can ask, she goes on, “I got a nurse to help, managed to save your life that night. I thought about turning you to the cops, but I was too selfish. So I kept you as mine. I knew I would give you more love than anyone else would. So I kept you. You were so beautiful, so quiet, always smiling. I named you Reina, because you reminded me of a composed queen. And I could also use the first syllable of your name to mean Ray… my ray of sunshine.”