You Just Call Out My Name Novels & Stories

I whispered to Mira. “How do you plan on doing that? You can’t escape from Ashgrove.” “My father has a map that…” “Calla Vale,” My voice echoed through the microphone. I froze, registering the call in my head. All eyes turned towards me, slow…shocked. I could feel the questions in the stares, but it was nothing compared to the doubt in my head. “She…called your name,” Mira muttered. “Must be a mistake,” I responded with a forced smile.

What kind of emergency must she be speaking of? Just when I thought I’d call her, I heard my name being whispered. “Armonica…” someone said. “Is that you?”

"Morty, I need you to help me deal with a woman tonight. Her name's Seraphine Lodge. I'll pay you 200,000 dollars. "Yeah, and send me photos once you're through with her. Give me something that can instantly destroy her, and I'll transfer the money to you." Chelsea screamed and dropped her phone on her blanket. She trembled violently from her fear as she frantically tried to figure out who the sender of the message was. Why did they have a recording of the phone call? How had things turned out like this? She grabbed her phone again and texted them. "Who the hell are you?"

m. "Great! do you mind if I call you by your name? " "You can call me Lilly. " " Good, you should also call me Ray," "ok, see you tonight, Ray.

I blow my parents another kiss and take my place in the line. The line is moving so slow, but I’m finally only three people away from the counter when I hear my name being called. I glance around, but don’t see anybody, but the second I hear my nickname, Precious, I’m jumping out of line, searching frantically for the only person that calls me by that name. I finally spot him at the back as he searches each of the lines for me. “JACE!” I call out and wave my arm, so he can see me.

User: Good at what? Lydia: Making a random Tuesday night feel less lonely. Surprisingly, he stayed stingy with information about himself. Every time I tried to dig deeper about who he was, what he did, and why he reached out, he gave just enough answers to keep me hooked. Lydia: What's your name? User: Call me A. That’s all you need for now.

I smiled, delighted about our conversation. “Just call me Sicca.” “Of course, Sicca,” I said, doing a victory dance on the inside. What a sweet jackass.

My phone started to ring, With the name reserved for only one person flashing against the screen, 'Manipulative Asshole. Ferrara was calling.

, I turned to him, he was pointing at the stain. I looked away, "Why do you want to tease me this way, let's forget..." "I like those sound of my name normally on your lips. You're mine, Okay yy?, There's nothing to worry about, I did this too you, This is the proof that you're my possession, only mine. I want you to always remember yesterday". I nodded sheepishly trying to contain my shyness. "Call me Jade" "Jade...." "No, call me like you did last night".

I belong wherever my mate is. I breathe a sigh of relief that we all agree on that. ‘Do you have a name?’ I ask her. ‘What shall I call you?’ ‘I don’t. But I like the name Ayva.’ ‘Ayva it is. Keep trying, you might remember something that can help us.’ ‘I will.’ She says determinedly.