Oc Name Ideas の小説・ストーリー

---End-- ****** In OFD College All the students were eagerly waiting for the final results, of their designs, all the students were given task for the selection of Pairs week, there was three theme design for the selection, Themes NATURE FANTASY WORLD RED CARPET LOOK The best theme design will be, selected and those students will be representing the OI in Paris Fashion week, They’ll be made into two groups, all the students have put their heart and soul into their designs, from past weeks OI investors were busy in selecting the best designers to represent OI, they couldn’t risk OI reputation, choosing a best 6 designers, is not less than risking their lives, Until now OI has been in top 1 Pa

His heartbeat sped up now that it was finally time. After he had experienced the birth of his child, he knew. He knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life together with Adom and their sweet little baby girl. In the last few days, he had prepared everything. The only thing he had to do himself was get the ring. With much care, he had designed it to suit Adom the most. It didn't have to be all sparkly, as Adom wasn't girly at all, and he loved that about him. He loved that he was able to fend for himself even though he was an Omega. He broke all the stigmas that had been placed in this world, and he couldn't have wished for an even more perfect mate. He knew he was the one he wanted to spen

Nico asked, becoming interested in this naming game. “Hmm.. I don’t know yet.. What do you think girls?” “Kirran could be a Knight like Armie.. Hehehe..” Nico suggested. “I’ll be a Duke!” “Well..he said it already haha..” Ophelia laughed. The anxiety from the competition was already forgotten. The five of them became fast friends.

Billina replied in a confident tone. Sadie let out a hysterical chuckle and said, "Oh please don't tell me he's working for multinational corporations..." "What corporations?" Ashton asked unaware. "Like Sceptre, OC and BB..." Sadie replied proudly as if she knew the owners of the companies. Sceptre was the rival company of Billina while OC stands for Ostin Corporations and we all know BB... "No, I work for BB.." Ashton replied in a proud tone. "As for Sceptre or OC... I have no idea what that is..." he added in a serious tone.

"And you? Where are you headed?" "Back home," Selene replied, her frame straightening almost imperceptibly. "Los Angeles is where my business is." Nicole raised an eyebrow, interest piqued. "What business?" Selene smiled, pride touching her features. "Okeke Groups. You may have heard of it." Nicole's breath caught in her throat. Okeke Groups, a name she knew full well, was a multinational conglomerate into luxury automobiles and rivaling some of the biggest names on the face of the earth.

Looks could be deceiving at times. Oh, fuck! I muttered under my breath as I bent to take off a snake skin that had stuck under my boot. It melted the instant my finger poked it. Irritated I stomped on it till my boot was free, which left the O.C girl laughing. Oh, now I remember her name, it was Octavia because it was her Facebook username. So O.C was an abbreviation for the name. It was a strange but beautiful name, a name I had never heard. Just like mine as people always pointed out. We followed the footpath that led to a wooden area and I became scared for the safety of my PowerBike that was packed outside this 'Somewhere' according to her.

This time was different. “So what name should we get?” Rowena asked. “Night birds.” Oisin said immediately. “That sounds horrible.” Carter commented. “Not that it has anything to do with me, of course.” He added. “Yeah. It does sound terrible.” Rowena confirmed. “Hmph. I don’t see you with any better ideas.” Oisin said and crossed his arms. “How about… bearclaw?” Rowena said with a smile. “Hey! That’s not fair.” Oisin complained.

“Miss Shaw will help you gather your half-baked ideas. I suggest you cook them a little better, before you serve them to me again.” I did as Adam said and helped Chad gather his materials. The campaign looks to be a hot dog company. “Come up with a hook or gimmick to catch people’s attention,” Adam suggests. “May I make a suggestion?” I ask. “We are all open to new ideas, Miss Shaw,” Adam tells me kindly. “You know that old fashioned movie opening. The dancing hotdog and popcorn?” I ask. “Yeah” Chad looks doubtful.