Your Name After Novels & Stories

"I've spent three years being told how low I could go. This is a company named after how high I'm going. All the way up. No apologizing on the way." "You know most people name a company after the founder, or the street, or some Latin word for trust." "Most people aren't trying to prove a point." "No." He almost smiled. "No, you specifically are." He wrote it at the top of a fresh page, under COMPANY, in his terrible handwriting. "It's a good name. It's got a spine. I'll be honest, I was a little afraid you'd pick something with the word 'solutions' in it."

“I don’t even know what his name is either, I was trying to respect you and I didn’t want to overstep because I knew I had no right to do so.” “His name is Ethan. I named him after the man who saved my life.” Gianna said, picking the words slowly, holding my expression with her eyes as she stared at me. My eyes grew wide instantly as my hand shook. I couldn’t bring myself to believe what I’d just heard. “You named our son after Don Ethan?” I began slowly, my voice was in a menacing low tone. I was struggling to put a lid on my anger.

He pointed to the only empty desk at the left end of his office. “Thank you Mr. Wright, I hope to be the best secretary you ever had.” That sounded weird even to her ears. Still, it made Junior laugh aloud. If only she knew what happened to the last one. “It’s Mr. Wright Junior” He corrected, returning to his seat. “Hmm?” “I’m sorry I don’t want you to confuse my name with my Dad’s. I was named after him; the junior is the only thing differentiating both names. I hope you don’t mind?”

Walking down the halls of campus, Colton stopped at the student affairs office and stared at the name plaque on his door, ‘Colton Anderson’ it read. “Good morning, Mr. Anderson,” said one of the assistants guarding the front door. “Good morning,” Colton replied and he let out a little smile before pushing the door to his office. Yes, Colton had that name plaque made that way on purpose. Instead of using his last name, he made sure everyone was calling him by his middle name. It wasn’t that hard to do since most people just do whatever Colton tells them to, no questions asked. Also, all his friends from his year had graduated already, so it was a lot easier to maintain his new identity.

“Nope, what is it?” “She brought out her phone and showed Aella the brand's label!” “Our label stands out so much that people most times are confused on what the ‘A’ on every design of ours meant. Aella was also confused; she needed to know what the ‘A’ meant. “I didn't just name my company by some random name; I named it after that one person I have sought for all along. “I name it after you, Aella, all as a symbol of my commitment to you!”

A reporter asked then I nodded " (Go on)" I agreed " (where do the name Villa-Bega came from? Is there a hidden meaning?)" " (Well as you all know that's my middle name, and surname. But it's actually symbolizes my mom and dad, after all, they are the reason why I'm here standing in front of you all)" I answered smiling. " (What are your plans for your company?)" " ( I have a lot of plans for my company in the near future. For now I'll keep it all a secret)"

He had already picked up on her doing that when she was surprised about something. "You would be right. I let people think what they want, but NC actually stands for my parents' names, Nicholas and Carmen. It's my way of showing them how far I've come. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I hope they're proud of me." She took another bite of her ice cream as she thought about her parents. Hayden took her hand in his and squeezed.

“You’re all acting like nervous teen asking a girl out. What’s our son’s name?” Zane finally spoke up when the others hesitated. Now I was nervous—please, no old-fashioned names. “We wanted to honor the children you lost,” he said. “Asher James and Kelly Marie. James was a mentor to all of us, and Marie is Amelia’s middle name. What do you think?” Tears welled up. I was touched that they’d name them after my lost babies and their own guiding figures. “I love it,” I whispered. “Thank you. They would have, too.”

I snapped. “Right, right”, he says. “Ohhh-“! “What?” I asked when I saw the hurt look on his face. “She named the baby after me… After us”, he says. “What?” I asked, confused, as a tear escaped his eye. Brenda takes the tablet from him and says, “it’s true! The girl’s name is Stephany Gabriela, Spencer and Gabriel. That’s an odd way to spell Stephany though”.

Or without both. He sighed. "Lucas... his middle name is Alexander. After his great-grandfather. He was a strong Alpha back in his day." "Ethan?" "Michael. After my old friend. He died saving me." I looked at him. "You never told me about him." "Because it hurts. I don't like remembering death." "And Noah?" He was quiet for a moment. "James. After my father." I was shocked. "You want to use your father's name? After everything he did?"