Your Narrator Real Name Romane & Geschichten

he said and then with his expression, I knew that he didn't know my name. “I’m Elara Ridwan. ”

They talk and write to their diaries like it’s their secret keeper or like their life depends on it. Second, as I’ve told earlier, my name is Natalia, not Nathalia. Remove the H, please. I’m not your typical student, though I can’t also say that I’m unique. I’m just a normie teenager, and believe it or not, my story wasn’t just like the others. I’m not a nerd that falls in love with the bad boys. And here’s the reason why.

“Thank you, Doctor… Thank you for saving my life. It means more to me than you’ll ever know.” “It’s my honor, Alice,” he said softly, patting my back before leaning back just enough to look me in the eyes. “I just realized… I never told you my real name.” I nodded slowly, still too overwhelmed to speak. He let out a quiet sigh and ran a hand through his polished hair. “I’m Brian Whitaker. For now, I’m dropping the ‘Doctor’ title… just to keep a low profile. So just call me Brian, okay?” “Okay,” I muttered.

Her voice not only captivating Nicholas but also of many people who are standing their admiring her. "So the first question Who am I??.. I am a lawyer, advisor and writer.. And My real name is not Rose" She said.. Everyone looked shocked and some gasped.. "My real name is Naomi Gellar... " And soon the more question started erupting because they started joining the dots.. "And I am married... Married to? You may ask... " Nicholas was stunned to to see her.. He started shaking his head.. 'Is she really revealing it to everyone? But why?? Why she wants to jeopardize her reputation..... Is this because... Is this because she wants to give us a chance??' Nicholas got lost in his own thought....

“And I am the man who loves you.” I shook my head, not quite understanding. “No. You are a rugby player named Henry Prescott... I saw the search results.” “Henry Prescott is the name I use for travel and sports. It’s a way for me to travel under the radar for safety reasons,” he explained. His eyes never left my face. “It’s not my real name.” I stood up, dropping his hands. I was having a hard time believing this was real. “You can’t be serious,” I said, beginning to pace the small garden. I stopped and looked at him. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

Noah finally frees me from his holding and runs to look at the photos that his brothers are analyzing. Oscar's eyes move from the photos to my face, makes the journey several times while his brow furrows. Who is Annika Vladimir, Penny? Raymond questions. I curse under my breath, I can't believe that Melissa Stewart, my mother would hide something as fucked up as having a brother. Penny.... Oscar's warning, It doesn't go unnoticed by me. It's me. You? Noah asked confused. "Yes, it's my name," I said. Penelope Annika Vladimir is my real name.

he said, voice barely above a whisper, "I want you to know who I am. The real me." A pause. The world seemed to hold its breath. "My name is Viktor Petrovich."

He looked at my neck closely and I bravely showed it to him. "Are you crazy? You need to get out!" I pushed his body towards the door but he held my hands. I felt the warmness that I miss. "Sir! You're so rude! I'm not Cassandra! My name is Patricia Melcome and I'm a writer!" I bursted angrily at him. "You're Cassandra.." He said "I'm going to call the police." I pulled my hands from him and he caught it back. "You can't lie to me.. Cassandra! Stop pretending that you don't know me!" He bursted.

But maybe I was a little bit. “Is it that word?” he asked I quickly shook my head “oh no not at all” He chuckled “you don’t have to lie. My real name is Nicodemo but even that is too weird so I decided to shorten it to Nemo” I nodded my head at that “now that makes a lot more sense” I said. He arched a brow at me and I cleared my throat “not that there was anything worn with whatever you wanted to by… everything is ok” I said.

"I'm Riel Alheim from the mainland, and I'm in command of this convoy. What about telling me who you truly are?" I made no attempt to conceal my doubts. The strange thing was that my analysis revealed the name [Stein Glassfield]. So he wasn't completely lying. Stein Glassfield was his true name.