Remain Nameless Audiobook Novels & Stories

"Three years ago, you disappeared. The media has been painting me as a womanizing young man, driven mad by love. Bibi's story is barely known. Now that you're back, you're the perfect candidate to be Mrs. Estrada. Dana, don't think of killing yourself. Although Bibi's gone, you have to live on for Jeffrey. I won't let you go. You won't escape." Byron's eyes locked onto mine, dark and deep with uncertainty. I knew he wanted to ask why I had left, why I had gotten pregnant with Jeffrey's child. But I couldn't answer, because I didn't know myself. I didn't even have much of an impression of Jeffrey. In my memory, Jeffrey was gentle and refined, a few years older than me, the epitome of a good o

"You used to sing. Through the vents. It was all I had. Then I heard your voice again, not in my head. I followed it. I followed the fire in my chest." He touched his heart. "It burned when I got close. But it hurt less than forgetting." Something inside me cracked. Not loud. Just a fissure. "What’s your name?" I asked. He hesitated. Looked down. "They called me Subject A-Seventeen. Sometimes Asset One-Seven. Never a name. Never... never a boy." Sophia’s breath hitched. She swallowed. "Can I give you a name?" He stared at her like it was the strangest question in the world.

"I want you to cancel this wedding!" Ivan Hatfield's voice wasn't loud, but it was enough to make the initially cheerful and lively atmosphere turn tense. All my friends and family exchanged glances with each other, with shock evident in their eyes. Then, they turned to look at me pitifully. I felt my blood freezing in my body. I tried to keep my voice calm as I said, "Ari, everyone is watching." I looked at Ariana Holmes with a beseeching look in my eyes that even I wasn't aware of. However, she didn't seem to have heard me as she stared at Ivan with red-rimmed eyes. Tears were welling up in her eyes.

("Did you hear me? I don't have a family, I haven't got anywhere to go!) He's brave I'll give him that. Sighing I ran my hands through my hair and asked, "What's your name?" "Marcello but you can call me Marcel." (Hi, thank you for reading. This is not the end, there will be a second book which will be Gaia and Marcel's book)

I admit the truth as I continue to lay perfectly still in the grass. Unknown- We are both strong, my sweet human. Chloe- Thank you (whispers) Chloe- What's your name Unknown- I don't have one. What's yours? Chloe- Chloe Unknown- Let's run Chloe. The shift is over. You can run. Use our body

he came closer and whispered, "You were dying. Your face...your body—it was mangled, beyond recognition.” “My face,” I echoed bitterly, “is not your property.” His eyes flinched. “You could have let me die as me. Instead, you woke me up as a stranger in my own skin.” I whispered back, I didn't want to draw attention to us than I already have. I turned again, walking faster now. “Jasmine—Sophie—wait,” he called after me, and I hated how his voice hesitated between the names, like even he didn't know who I was anymore.

His nod confirm everything. “I don't want to go with him” she cries, voice soft. “That's why you are here” He didn't try to calm the crying girl down, but rather he was telling her. “Listen Audrey,” he leans forward. Audrey was stunned as to how he knew her name, no one except Cannon, Baston and Bertrand knew her name. Sacred, she pushes herself behind. “H-how did you know my name?” She asked. “'cause you told me,” he said.

Ash pulls his shoulders back, and for one breath he looks less like a seven-year-old and more like the small soldier she's raised him to be, which guts her every single time she sees it happen. "What if they ask my name and I forget the fake one?" Sage's fingers worry the seam of her sleeve, picking at a loose thread until it starts to unravel. "You won't forget." Wren reaches back without looking and finds her daughter's knee, gives it one firm squeeze. "You're Sage Warden. Say it until it feels boring." "Sage Warden." A beat. "Sage Warden. That's a dumb name." "It's the name that keeps you breathing," Wren says, and something in her tone finally lands, because Sage stops arguing and stares

There was a knowing look in her eyes as if she was reminding him of the moment few minutes ago, and he almost got a hard on as smutty images of them played like a blue film disk in his mind. "You .. He suddenly snapped out from his reverie to see she was referring to him. He slowly got up, using the wall behind him as a means of support. "Me?" "What's your name..." He didn't know where this was going, but he still answered it all the same. "Josh." He stammered. "Good " Audrey simply said and both guys stared at her like she was completely psycho and both of them were getting confused by the minute. But they just waited for a few second like she looked like she was contemplating something.

pointing at the tree where it is the entrance to the woods. “We’ll start tomorrow.” Claire determinedly said and excited. “Then... tomorrow is it,” he smiled. “By the way, what is your name?” “My name?” the man was surprised by her question. “Why? You don’t have name?” “Call me Remrem.” “Remrem huh,” Claire turn her back, “See you tomorrow Remrem,” Claire walked away. REIMIR POV I push the door open and enter my office. There I saw Clarence and Tyler looking at me seriously.