Amaris Nickname の小説・ストーリー

Elle, going to see Damien in his room and Ariel, going to do her chores for the day. She went to the horse shed to clean it up, and was in one of the stalls cleaning, when some other maids came in; probably to clean up or something, she had no idea. She was hidden in the stall, so no one had any idea that she was in there. “Did you hear what happened to the imposter yesterday?” One of them asked, they had created a nickname for her because they deemed her unworthy of being called by her name. They weren't really creative, if you had asked Ariel, they could have come up with something more splendid and wicked.

Theon’s eyes widened in shock, mouth opening as if to speak, but no words came. Slowly, I turned to face her. Marissa. Or Tatiana, as she’d once been called. Her true name, the name that she was born with. I refused to want to see her as a Marissa, the weak woman that she has become. But then again, names were irrelevant now. She was a different woman now, a different person. She stood before me, bathed in the eerie glow of the setting sun filtering through the shattered windows, her hair cascading around her face, eyes glinting with dark amusement. My breath caught at her beauty, as perfect as the day I’d lost her, no, as perfect as the day she betrayed me. As perfect as I've seen her, and

she stated, the last part more directed toward her father, who hummed his acknowledgement. She then offered her hand out into the air again, this time, Rei took it, casually shaking it with a smile. "I've always wondered if Arte was short for something," Rei said with a curious tone. "Artemis. You'll notice that our family have quite an unusual name," Arte replied with a grin. Next, Alec hesitantly shook her hand, slowly. Like he was trying to figure her out through that one handshake. "Who...Are you?" he asked. Artemis didn't know how to answer that. What did he want to know?

Everything I wanted to be but I couldn't. "I feel sorry for you. You somehow attract the worst of the men. First Adam and now Helios. I think it would have been better if Adam had his sight on you longer than Helios. Helios is a stubborn pest. It's hard to get rid of him. I'll advise that you carry a weapon with you all the time" I nodded. "What's your name? You helped me that first time and now again. And I don't even know your name" "I'm Amaris" she held out her hand.

"So who was the guy?' Lisa asked again making Aria groan, she knew she was going to ask anyways. "His name is Nate and no,it's not what your thinking, Nate and I are just friends." Aria said with a scold. "But I didn't even say anything." Lisa mumbled with a chuckle making the lady next to her shakes her head. "I got to go bea, call me later." The lady said before pecking Lisa then gave Aria a wave. "Just a friend right, did you see the way he stared at those ass of yours." Lisa teased Aria.

now I get, she would be related to Luca and Luca would be related to Luciano for her to call them uncle. One point, does she know how evil her uncle is? “Get out, and come here,….” Luciano paused as if trying to remember my name. Well, I love to help out so I did. Getting out of the car, I straightened my dress and try to fix my hair with my fingers. “My name is Amara Zino,” I said walking toward them “and I don’t mind reminding you every day until you remember to get it stuck”. With the widest smile on my face, I stood in front of them while I watch the three just stare at me. Dee and Luca just stared as if I had gotten into some sort of trouble while Luciano just stared at me like I have o

But tonight he felt something close to resentment. “Who is she?” he asked finally. Torvin hesitated. “Her name is Aria.” Ryan’s brow furrowed slightly. He recognized the name. The quiet girl who lived near the healer’s quarters. The one who rarely spoke. The one many wolves whispered about. Ryan had heard the rumors. That she had no real pack blood. That she had no wolf. That she was weak. Unsuitable. The thought irritated him. The elders truly expected him to accept someone like that as his Luna?

Neema said to me with a conspiratorial grin. I shook my head amused and followed her into the palace. “What's your name little one?” Neema asked. I was silent for a bit. I obviously couldn't tell her I was Arielle the fabled warrior princess of Gaham. She wouldn't believe me and would probably laugh. “I'm Marissa,” I said after a split second. Prefering to give her the alias I was originally supposed to use. “Fancy name is it. Your parents think they're lords or sumtin'. Giving a scrappy girl like you a name like that.

Amaris shook her head and continued walking to class. She stopped at her locker on her way and dropped off her bag and other books. As she closed her locker her best friend Anna walked into step next to her. “Happy Birthday Mar!” She holds out her hand with a card in it. With a smile Amaris takes it from her and steps to the side of the doorway of their first class. She opened the envelope to find a pink and purple card with silver writing on it. “Happy Birthday to the best friend anyone could ever have!” It said on the front. Amaris opened the card to find a silver printed invitation inside. “what is this?” Amaris asks.

Amy said, giggling at the cute way he was trying to catch them off his plate while he put more in the risk of falling. "I like hearing you giggle, and Please don't call me Riah, it's so basic. It's like you didn't even put any effort into the whole nickname thing," Azariah whined at the lame nickname she gave him by just taking away the first three letters of his name and leaving the rest. "Well, it's not my fault that I'm feeling uninspired and that my tongue finds your name oddly long and very uncomfortable," Amy fired back, taking another dumpling down her digestive tract.