Reina Name Novels & Stories

"No, but seriously George, I have to tell you something. The person who defended her was Kingston Reina. THAT Kingston Reina." "What? No, that's impossible. There's no way she knows him." I brush off the idea as another one of Jessica's fantasies. Kingston Reina is THE businessman. A global name as well as a household one, one of the richest men in the world if not THE richest. He and his wife are so well known they usually only brush shoulders with the high upper class. Ella couldn't know him; I don't even know him, and there has been no opportunity for her to ever meet him, so I just can't believe Jessica's words.

Reina said quietly. Now the four mature humans stood under the rain, Langit witnessed the cracks and loss of half the soul and trust of Green Elira Natusha, a woman he knew as an underachieving student, a woman he knew has a high social character, and the woman who has made him fell for her. "You must be Green, right? I'm Reina, are you sure you don't feel the need to hear anything from Alta? You came all the way from Jakarta to see him, right?" Reina asked Green who was completely reluctant to look at her and Alta.

He repeated. This time, they dropped their grip instantly and disappeared like ghosts, leaving me swaying where I stood. I was now alone with the supposedly most feared Alpha, but I wasn't afraid. His eyes narrowed as he stepped closer. “What’s your name?” “Reina.” “Where are you from?” I hesitated. What should I say? What could I say? "I’m a slave and I’ve been traded like meat?" Or "I’m the daughter of the late Alpha of the West, and I was accused of poisoning my parents?" None of that sounded good.

One boy asked. “I’m this girl’s friend,” I said, kneeling down to her level. “Right?” I turned to her. “What’s your name,” I whispered. “Reina,” she whispered back. “Right, Reina?” I asked. She simply nodded her head and smiled. “Why would you be friends with Reina? Her mother was left by her father because she was bad!” One girl exclaimed. I turned to her with a scolding gaze. “Did Reina do anything bad to you?”

"Glad you could join us for dinner, my king. This is Lady Reina Jaafar, the third daughter of Chief Jaafar. She is the first candidate for the consort selection." "Veylor." Reina gave a very deep curtsey, hoping her bosom had been very much displayed. She forced herself to not look at Draekon's face, scared he might find it offensive. To her surprise, Draekon stood to his feet and turned towards her. "Please rise." He muttered, almost sounding cold. But he wasn't. When Reina eventually looked up at him, he was wearing a tight-lipped smile. It was the most basic of smiles, but it had her swooning.

“So but tell me about your wolf, my queen.” Leia laughed, “well, her name is Reina. Which she just told me means fucking queen in Spanish. She talks like she is fucking royalty too, really posh and no swear words in sight. Fuck that must mean the Moon Goddess chose her to make me a good Luna.” I laughed now, “my Luna can swear all she wants. Just be you. I fell in love with you, so will the rest.” Alpha Luke and his Luna came to me and Leia. “So you’re mates. I see. It doesn’t surprise me.” Alpha Luke said.

Reina said smilingly. The stranger remained silent as he eyed the women standing in front of him. "This is my daughter, Isabella. She's an enchanted beauty and hundreds of young princes are begging for her to marry them." Reina said walking the stranger down the line and introducing him to Isabella, who politely smile up at him. "This is Tiana, my loving daughter. She's a musician. Her voice is like butter," Reina continued, walking down the line. "My youngest has the voice of an angel."

God, she is so small and so innocent and… “Hi, my name is Aria. What’s your name?” I ask her. “Reina. My name is Reina Trafford.” She answers. I blink and lock eyes with Ronan for a split second before looking back at her. “That’s a pretty name. Suits you since you are so pretty too.” I tell her with a smile. She blushes and smiles at me. “You are really pretty too. Like a princess.” She says shyly “Thank you,” I say and I look back at Ronan. “I’m just…going to freshen up and you know… let you two spend time together,” I say.

Reina naturally went to North’s room. Behind her, Bryan, the photographer, the makeup team, and a group of people rushed in. If they saw anything they were dissatisfied with, they would throw it out. Mr. Steward vaguely heard a few sentences. “North used that before. It’s bad luck.” “Reina is the daughter of the Jordan family. How can she use something that has been used by others? Throw it all away.” “Take out all the clothes in North’s wardrobe and burn them. Reina is the mistress of Royal Sights Residences now!”

She answered her voice was very low almost whisper like, and tears brimmed around her emerald green eyes. Roman smiled, “Why that name?” Reyna chuckled a little, wiping her tears away. She had been crying too much lately. “Reyna means Queen, and Rome is a great empire—so I realized our names were connected to royalty, and greatness…..and it represented both our initials, the letters ‘R'” She narrated to him. “You thought of me.” Roman smiled widely. “It was pregnancy hormones.” She tried to justify, “I guess then I didn't hate you so much, but when our son needed blood and you weren't there I blamed you for his death…I still do.” She admitted, sniffling.