Secret Of Name Meaning Novels & Stories

I said as he chuckled. "Why Zachery not Liam?" He asked me looking forward to the route. "Because I found it royal! You don't know the meaning of your name!" "Should I know it?" He asked amused by my outburst. "Well now know it. Zachery means God has Remembered. It's a Greek name. I love Greek mythologies!" I exclaimed. He shook his head smiling at me. "Baby girl, We can stay here tonight and we can start up in the morning." He said dropping me down slowly. I still blushed at the name. I think I have to get used to him for calling me.

And yet, why would the daughter of a supreme witch be left nameless? I could feel Eira’s unease. A witch of Medina’s stature would never overlook something as fundamental as a name. She understood names were power. Names were the shortest, most potent spell in the world. Many ancient incantations and runes were simply the names of gods. Names weren’t trivial; they carried magic, essence, and identity. Medina could not have been unaware of this. Yet she chose or was forced to withhold her daughter’s name. Why? I let my mind wander, imagining the possibilities. “Eira… what do you think the reason could be?”

It's safe. "Meera. What a beautiful name. Do you know what it means?" Old granny asks me,her smile gone but the warmth on her face clearly evident. "Uh, not really." I never really thought about the meaning of my name. Because I didn't really get the time to overthink over it. My life started to fuck me before I could think about playing video games and making boyfriends and hitting parties. So thinking about my name was far from the list. "It means prosperous. Have you heard about the legend of Meera bai?"

My eyes went wide in surprise. “And as I talked with her, she gave me clues about the meaning behind what she told you. Have you ever wondered what’s the meaning behind your name?” he asked me. I nodded, knowing that it meant moonlight halo. “She told you that you may be beloved, but you're a halo, a light that illuminates its surroundings but also blinds intruders. While I don't really understand the part about intruders, I understood something. I used to call you Priya, which means beloved. So basically she told us that Priya wasn't your real name and your real name meant halo. “ I slowly nodded at what he said. I understood what she meant by ‘light that illuminates its surroundings but al

He said, licked his lips and continued. “This is a lot to grasp I know but you are Luna Svyatoyvich. Do you know what Selena means?” He asked I'm beyond dazed… Is he trying to joke with me? “Yes, it means Light” I answered “The name, Selena was actually a means to make you more undetectable, giving you a Spanish name and a Greek Surname that sounds like the Nigerian Urhobo name. Selena means Moon and Jerome means Sacred name. Svyatoyvich is your Father’s surname that means Sacred name.

“I don’t forget names. Names are the very first gift a parent gives to a child. There’s a considerable amount of time they take to come up with a suitable name. Tshepang.” They were all impressed with the answer. Only the man of interest was not bothered—he was pretending. Mpumi noticed that he was somehow upset. She felt that he was upset at her. She realised that his mood changed at her presence. “I like your answer. Mine may seem hard to remember. Many fumble at it. I am Thamsanqa.” “Often, because they don’t know the rich meaning it carries. I don’t see any way I can forget the beauty of your name. Thamsanqa, a meaning for luck. Luck must follow you everywhere you go.”

Or at least I'm not meant to be surprised,all that man see is money. I only smiled. Yup that's my dad. Yay me. My dad right hand man took me to the top of the building to talk to me. Something my father said. " when this building is completed,all those buildings you can see has recognizable names, we'll be able to look down on all of them." He said. I frown. " Did we seriously come all the way up here so you can tell me that?" I said almost tripping on a brick.

We don't have time to entertain paranoid suspicions. "I'm not lying!" My voice shot up as my chest heaved violently. "Get on a computer right now. Let me give you the evidence!" I yanked my keyboard closer and began typing furiously. Dozens of high-resolution screenshots I had captured the previous night appeared on my monitor. "First, the metal lockbox Ms. Collins used to collect the documents has part of a blue security seal stuck to its side. It's not a school seal. "I checked it against public records. It belongs to a shell company called Newford Educational Consulting. Your system should have records of them. Three years ago, they were involved in a major college application fraud case

The man who held her secrets. It all clicked because the club was literally named after her and her secrets. Soul's Secret. Soul was the English term for "Diwa". The last condition for her to continue everything was that she makes sure that none of it will affect her academic performance and grades; which is something she is taking seriously, even if it means doing the impossible for her groupmates whose families are too loaded to even give a damn. “Oh, Sophia! Why are you here? I thought you always come home early every Wednesday?”

Different than mine? Weird… “Atlas.” He pridefully declared. “A strong name with a stronger meaning hidden within,” Mamá exclaimed. “You remember who Atlas was from mythology, don’t you, John?” She asked. I did – the one who carried the heaven on his shoulders as a punishment. Tough guy. I nodded. “Do you remember what the name means in ancient Greek?” Oh, come on now? Really? “Mamá, ancient Greek is Annelise’s domain, not mine.” I thought and my wolf spoke on my behalf and Mamá smiled.