You Just Call Out My Name Novels & Stories

El, you can't pull a trick on me. “Think of me. Focus.” Okay… I will think of him. "Then call my name." Hmmm... What name will I call out? Hehehe. Pervert! I called him using my mind. I just heard something that made me open my eyes, the idiot looked very happy. I actually have doubts if his plan would actually work. I don't think so!

“But you told us we cannot call you by your name without your permission.” “Exactly, and now, I'm giving you the permission. Call me Zaylen, Liana.”

I said to myself, I am going nuts. That's never going to happen, girl you are too young for that, I said to myself, looking at my screen it's a private line I couldn't call back, even if I wanted to, I guess I need to wait for him to call back, and call back he did, I immediately answered," hello, please is it Mr grumpy on the line….", I said, Should I tell him I miss him?, You don't even know his name, what if he just calls to piss you off like he always does, I think his name is way important.

"I'm your mate. You can call me by my name, Ace." "Okay," I whispered. "Are you deaf?" He suddenly growled at me. What have I gotten myself into? "Call me by my name." "Yes, sir." "Repeat after me," he roared. "Ace. Call me that." "Ace," I called, trembling with fear.

All for me. A shaky breath escapes me. I have to find him. I clutch my phone, my fingers trembling slightly as I pull it from my pocket. Aaron’s name, already burned into my memory, practically leaps out at me from my contacts list. I have to call him. I have to call Aaron. I walk towards the front door, the floorboards creaking beneath my feet. My thumb hovers over his name, then presses down, initiating the call. I lift the phone to my ear, listening to the first hesitant ring, then the second.

No, that’s not— that’s not possible. “It is.” That doesn’t make sense, my voice came out tighter now. They’re dead. I— I was told they were dead. You were told wrong. Silence hit again. But this time— It was disbelief. How…? He took a step closer. Just… closing the distance. Your real name, he continued, voice steady, “is Aria.” My breath caught. Something about that name— It didn’t feel foreign. It felt like something I had forgotten, not something new.

If this happens today, I know that my fate is sealed. “Taika!” My name is echoed. The voice is familiar so I know just who is calling me. Luna Matilda is not someone I am interested in seeing right now or anything even. The sight of her alike always ruins my mood. I just hope she doesn’t do the same thing at this moment. I clench my fist for a second and free it as I slowly turn to her with a fake smile. She has a smile too. “Luna Matilda” I call out in a calm voice as though I am just knowing she is the one who echoed my name.

Chapter 4 I know without a doubt if I don't act now, it will be too late. So I open my mouth and belt out Tanya's name. "Tanya! Tanya Jackson, I know you're in here, come out this minute." You guessed right. I'm just wasting my time because the din of the music completely drowns out my voice. The bouncer begins to drag me, eliciting stares from people, but I dig my heels in the ground and make it difficult for him.

You know I always wanted to call you this because it sounds very nice like jingle jingle. His irritate voice came from the phone [You can't! Other than her no one qualifies to call me that!!] Jenny tried hard to control her laugh "So, now can I call you Doraemon?" [Can't you say my original name?!] "No!" She declined mercilessly "I only can call you by Doraemon or... You know what I mean." A defeated voice heard from the phone [Okay, you can call me Doraemon. Now can you please give back her phone?]

“When we are alone; when it’s just the two of us, I want you to call me by my name and I’ll do the same.” Sanaya’s cheeks tinted red with a blush and the sweet scent of her musk grew stronger. “Go on, Sanaya.” I whispered her name into her ear and it sounded seductive even though I hadn’t meant it to be. “Say it. Call me by my name. I want to hear my name from your lips.” “La…” Sanaya hesitated, her voice barely above a whisper. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before whispering my name in a breathily. “Lancelin.”