Remain Nameless Audiobook Novels & Stories

However, to his astonishment, that Door of Realms was just like any public transportation, and there were tens of Genetic Fighters in there. "I find you rather pleasing to look at and not an eyesore. Say, what's your name?" The lady was right beside Lucas and faced Lucas while saying. "I don't have a name." Lucas shook his head. He did not wish to talk too much with that lady. The lady was stunned as she was puzzled at the fact that there would be a nameless person. After a few seconds, the lady laughed again. "My name is Lynn Spear. Since you don't have a name, then I'll name you Nameless."

Nobody needs it anymore. Just me. But for a person they don't do it. The room was quiet. Very quiet. Outside the sea. Then they found the name. For the first time. Down on one side. Little. Almost hidden. My name is Clara. If someone reads this. “Clara.” Elio spoke the name quietly. Like he's afraid to break him. Aren left. The last entries were shorter. Less childish. Sad. Today the last window was closed. Today no one forgot my birthday.

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."

my voice faltered as I tightened my grip on the gun, “how do you know that name?” The man’s body loomed in the half dark, tall and impossibly still. He wore the shape of a gentleman, yet there was nothing gentle about the weight of his presence. His head tilted, ever so slightly, like a predator humoring its prey. “You were never meant to erase what you are,” he said, tone even, unhurried. “Names don’t vanish, Isla. They endure. They wait, just as we have waited.” A shiver crawled across my skin. My heart pounded as if it wanted to escape my chest, but I refused to step back.

They had nothing in common. "Mind telling me your name?" she asked, really wanting to break the awkward silence between them. He still read on, like he didn't hear her. She should have known, such a jerk. Why did he ignore her like that? But then he spoke. "Remidopili" he muttered, eyes still on his book. "Just call me Rem". Then silence followed "You need to eat and get some rest" he suddenly spoke, startling her.

Tomorrow we will be around strangers. Unknown- Maybe one of them could help us. Atticus- Like I said before, I have been given orders. We can not disclose anything about our pack to anyone. Unknown- I see. Well, we have only just met. I know from your memories your name is Atticus. But I have no yet been given a name. Atticus- What do you mean? Aren't you just me? Or I guess wolf me? Unknown- No. My emotions don't match yours nor do my memories. I am a separate being that lives within you. I would like a separate name. You could choose anything.

⸻ Silence. 🌑 Ilyaan looked at him. Then at the door. Then back at the key. 🗝️ ⸻ “What’s inside?” ⸻ The Father remained silent. 💀 And that silence answered everything. ⸻ 🌙 The Name Nobody Spoke The Book of Origins suddenly opened. 📖✨ Its pages flipped violently. As if trying to stop something. ⚡ Then words began appearing. ⸻ MEMORY ZERO STATUS: SEALED

" The doctor asked, shocking Damien. Aurora listened attentively as she desperately wanted to know the name of the man she had saved. He was always the Unconscious Man to her. Well, he was aware today and he couldn't remain the Unconscious Man. Damien sat still as his head pounded at the thought of his name. He couldn't believe it. He couldn't say what his name was. Despite how hard he thought, everything just seemed closed, and if he tried to think harder, a splitting headache threatened to burst open his head. "I can't… I don't know. I don't know my name." He said, much to the shock of Aurora. She stared at the doctor for an explanation and from the look on his eyes, she knew something was

“What is your name? Who are you?” “You may refer to me as Nameless, for the name I once had, has been long forgotten—just the same as the person that bore it.” He slid his long fingers over his bald head in an odd fashion. “To you, my name matters even less because you will all be released from your existence very soon, and I will be finally able to fulfil this task given to me.” “Why did you do it?” Shaun asked, lifting his head. His icy blue eyes were glowing. “Why?”

And the boy next to him whispered back, “Then don’t. Stay with me. We’ll change your name. You can be someone new.” Ash moved to sit on the edge of his bed now, the tension draining from him, leaving something else behind. Something hollow. “I became you,” he said. “Because if the world wanted to forget you, I didn’t. I wore your name so the world would remember. Even if you wouldn’t.” August sat down across from him, the weight of the years pressing down like a storm cloud about to burst. “I don’t know who I am anymore,” he said quietly. Ash looked up, eyes dark and soft. “Then let me remind you.”