Sana Name Novels & Stories

Anna began to wonder if that was a normal thing in Regis. ″And where are you two coming from?″ Mrs. Kyle asked as she gave them a piercing gaze. ″We're sorry ma'am. She's new,″ Brooke said, gesturing to Anna, ″and didn't know her way around.″ ″I see. Please introduce yourself to the class,″ the teacher said. This was the moment Anna dreaded the most but she just had to do it. She faced the glass and said. ″Hi, everyone. My name is Annabelle Siromani.″

In her mind, a familiar voice suddenly echoed, the words drowned in a static, stormy sound, except for three: “Luna Sandra’s daughter.” Naya’s heart raced and her frown turned deeper. In her dream, the face of Sana Azalea appeared. Bloodied yet with a smile, she looked at Naya and softly uttered her final words, “I’m glad… that I was able to meet Luna Sandra’s daughter.”

they complained in a worried tone. "Exactly what I've been talking about! You, girls, are not even comfortable working for him. I'm sure we can do something about that but before then, I will go first for the introduction. My name is Sihana, Sihana Caden or, you can call me Sia for short. I'm the only daughter of my parents. My Dad is one of the most influential in this country, I'm sure you must have heard the name of one and only Zayn Caden. The richest billionaire in the whole country. And also, I have four siblings, I mean, four elder brothers. They're all so cute and handsome and all singles too. I can introduce you to them and probably, end up getting married to them. What do you think

She glanced over at Sana. "Who is she?" She questioned first, out of curiosity. "A little white wolf that I adopted" Hazel replied, using the word adopted instead of bought because it sounded milder. "Good day, Miss. I am Sana" Sana greeted, hoping that Clarissa would be as nice to her as Clarissa was but her hopes were dashed by the look of disgust that covered Clarissa's face. "Leave. I and Hazel need to talk privately" "Just a minute, Sana" Hazel gently caressed her face.

Sana Pov . 8 Month Ago . Hi, I am Sana, a 17-year-old girl. I run an NGO. In my family, there are only 2 members, my dad and my brother. After the death of my mom, Dad got himself busy with work, moreover, he always stayed away from me because my face resembles my mom's. I always remind him of my mother and my brother never treats me like a sister. I don't remember when he talked to me last time. If I even tried to talk to him, he would ignore me.

Gavin and Bobby chuckle lightly while Santino looks appalled. "Why Sandy?" He asks, following her over to Jordan and me. "It's easier to say. This is my Mommy and my Daddy. The kids over there are Sarah and Tyler. Courtney is their mom, and she's cooking dinner." Dakota explains. "What's your name?" He questions her. "Dakota." She says. Santino smiles and looks at me. "She has Gloria's spirit. I can see her in both of you. It's nice to meet you, Anushka." He holds his hand out to me, and when I give him mine, he kisses the back of it.

“Your cholesterol isn’t too good at the moment.” Toby ignored her, and just when she thought she couldn’t handle the brothers staring at her in silence any longer and was ready to leave this weird situation in the past, Sebastian said, “So you’re Sally?” Sakura felt her cheeks turn hot. “My name is Sakura. Pronounced Sa-ku-ra. It’s a Japanese name meaning cherry blossom.” She thought she really needed to get that important information out for them to understand. She really did hate the name Sally. It rhymed with silly, after all.

I ask, doing my best at trying to pronounce his name right. “It's Samoan. My mother named me after her brother, who is a priest in the islands. I think she was hoping that by naming me after her brother, I'd turn out decent. Unfortunately, for her, I'm nothing like my uncle.” He chuckles and shrugs his shoulder, clearly unapologetic for how he chooses to live his life. “People tend to call me Sanz, and I think it suits me better.” “Sanz... I like it. People usually call me Nessa.”

a very pale girl exclaimed, walking toward us. “Hey!” Lyra hugged the girl tightly. “You're back.” “Yeah, daddy's tired of me again; he says my diagnosis is just acting, you know.” The girl rolled her eyes and then looked at me. “Who is this?” “Oh,” Lyra replied, “this is the new one.” “Hello,” I greeted while faking a smile; I was very good at that lately. “I am Sana.” “Ana… Anna,” I quickly corrected. Lyra and Sana shared a glance.

She knew how Sane easily got scared that was why she was so good at scaring him. Not to mention that the tomb that he was looking at a while ago was really scary as is. "The S in Sane stands for scared," she said, grinning. "The R in Haniel stands for respect," he said before making a face. She nodded, smiling before grinning once more. She walked beside him before dropping her gaze to look at the tomb. "Why were you even staring at it? You looked so serious, it was really funny. If you've only seen your face!" she said, giggling.