Romance Name の小説・ストーリー

I read his name on his uniform, while I look at the ground once again, feeling like a complete fool. "No need to worry darling, you can call me Harry." His red lips stand out in the low light of the place, while his upturned nose makes the difference, making him look even more attractive. "I have to go but tell me if you want me to draw more blood for you." He comments flirtatiously to me, while my stomach fills with butterflies, is he flirting with me? "Victoria!" I hear my name in the air, so somewhat distracted I turn around and realize that it is Ross who is calling me.

Paige said, bewildered. Chris approached and examined it. Surprisingly, it really was his name. "It’s probably a coincidence. I have a common name." Paige looked at the large love lock with Reina Hart and Chris Jewell on it. In the middle of the two names was another heart, and underneath it was engraved, ‘To forever and a hundred years more’. “Who’s Reina?” Paige asked Chris curiously. Nonchalantly, Chris said, “I don’t know.” “Really?”

Brandy said as she folded her hand together. "So what's gonna be the name of this romantic scene," Ivy said "Well I am gonna write the story and its name will be the Lycan's mate, how about that, "Mira said and smiled. "Nah, not so interesting, I guess it will be, Married to the Lycan," Ivy said.

she called. "Baby," he replied, a smile playing on his lips. "Do you want me to call you that?" "I don't know, it feels strange." She said. She had liked it when he called her that last night, but calling her baby felt weird now. She wanted him to keep calling her name, that sounded much better. "It's true, I just don't know romantic names to call you. I read some posts on I*******m, it was about romantic names to call one's spouse." He told her, making a turn to a quiet street.

Two Days Later: After what happened at the hotel, Addison couldn't come out of her room again, the news was everywhere already. She was now tagged as the blood-stained virgin girl. The Lannister's name and hers were the trending news all over social media. Some supported her but some called her a harlot. She found it strange that they called her that type of person when she had never slept with a man. A harlot is someone that slept with so many men, not the other way around.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

He blushed. "I'm just kidding, angel," The beta replied before placing a kiss on his mate's head. "What's the baby's name? Or does he not have a name yet?" Mrs. Ansaldo asked as she took a sip out of her juice. "He does. His name is Rome." "Oh, that's an amazing name." "It's rare. I haven't heard that name before but it sounds beautiful." He nodded in reply. It was calming to listen to them talk. Both Luna Evelyn and Rain have loving mates. I'd be lying if I said that their love life didn't make me envious. I really crave for someone to love me like that.

The other men took off just a bit ago to give us time to talk and think. Probably to give me time to get my shit together. “I'm sorry.” “You have nothing to apologize for,” ROMAN says gently as he pulls me back into his embrace. “Like everything else, we'll figure this out at whatever speed you need,” he finishes with a kiss on my head. “What's my name?” They both turn to look at me. “The princess. What was her… er, my name?” I ask more confidently. “LARINA,” they answer in unison.

Then she spoke, her voice as smooth as silk but laced with steel. “What is your name?” I swallowed, my throat dry. “Azzurra.” Her gaze sharpened. “Your full name.” I hesitated, then forced the words out. “Azzurra Romano.” She tilted her head slightly, repeating my name like she was tasting it. Then she scoffed. “Romano. That name means nothing to me.” She leaned forward slightly, her eyes gleaming with disdain. “Which means you are insignificant.” I bit the inside of my cheek, forcing myself to stay silent.