Yana Itu Siapa Novels & Stories

the someone cut me off. "Her name is Annabelle Siromani, my daughter."

After two rings, Jayden heard Rean's voice. "What happened?" "Yuna is the princess of Europen. That old woman told her to keep the Key. So someone will come to get her, and she will be identified based on that key." "You have to take care of her then. Don't let her out of your sight, many people are behind her." "Why don't we just send her back." "Not now." "Rean......actually, I have to tell you something about her." "hmmm...what is it? Say fast I am driving."

said Yuna. "Yes, that's fine, Na. Besides, Jihan isn't coming either so there's still an empty place." "Thanks, Nay." "Then let me set up the tent for you. You guys just sit down." Juna took over the tent that Naya had failed to put up. "Naya, who is she?" Dahya whispered. "Oh yes, Yuna introduces them to my friends, Dahya and Sana." "Hi, I'm Yuna. Nice to meet you," said Yuna smiling

She stopped suddenly as her phone rang. She took a deep breath before answering—it was her private investigator. "Yes? What did you find out this time?" "This is about why Sir Dylan Romano became a womanizer, Madam." She swallowed hard. "His ex-girlfriend hurt him before, which is why he became a player. Her name is Yanna, Madam." "A-And where is she now?" "She’s in Ilocos, Madam. They haven’t seen each other since." She nodded repeatedly. "Good."

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

She’s focusing much too hard on what I’m doing. “Since when do you ask before asking?” I ask her. She shrugs. “Spill, Yana. What’s up?” I ask, stopping what I’m doing to give her my undivided attention. She huffs out a sigh, then finally looks at me. “Who’s Lotus?” Okay, that’s not what I was expecting. “She’s a previous Academy graduate who worked on the Tech Team while she was at the Academy, why?” She shrugs again. “Yana?”

** After all the chaos, Yuna was not expecting to be upgraded from a nobody to being promoted assistant to lead male star for the Green Apple movie. Guy King merely snorted at the pathetic sights of the actresses. He paused and turned his attention to Yuna, who was sitting in a daze in the corner. He asked, “What’s your name?” Despite her hazy mind, she was aware that this superstar was asking for her name. Pulling herself up on her seat, she nervously replied, “How – How are you doing? I’m Yuna Shire, Miss Han’s assistant.” “You are her assistant?” He was rather surprised. He had assumed that this pretty and pure-looking girl was a newly signed on actress. She fitted the role of the female

Yuna Teragon and Akshay Sangram walked over to Marie and Cortana. “You, Herald of Judgment, must be the leader of this little team here. You and your soldiers must have fought really long and hard against these beasts. I'm really glad there are other people in the world who hate them just as much as I do,” Yuna said. She wore large golden armor and carried her golden helmet in her right hand. “Thanks. I'm sorry, but are you two related in some way?” Marie asked. “Oh, her name is Yuna Teragon. She's the Queen of Vedantya and the Immortal of the four minor elements—water, fire, earth, and air. She's an ancestor of mine, and now a very good friend,” Cortana said.

She massaged it, a lonely smile twitched on her lips after, the bewildered Alyana threw a look towards Hero. "Who are you?" "What do you mean?" a serious voice replied, it was Hero. "Tell me, who are yo---" "I'm Alyana Yvonne Veneracion, what's your problem?" she pushed aside the hand of the old woman that was anchored in her shoulder. "You are not Alyana. You've travelled far young lady. I've waited for you" the old woman's hand travelled to Alyanas lap up to her chin. Her grin was spooky, and her eyes: fierce as a furnace.