Aphrodite Nicknames Novels & Stories

that was poor, but who cares? "I'm Cy Gataki, and this is Adonis Diamandis," I swear I tried to suppress my laughter. Adonis? "Wait, you're not messing with me, right?" I asked them. The two men kept their eyes trained on me like I had gone mad. I couldn't blame them, I knew I had that mad woman vibes, I've always had it. But how could his name be ADONIS!!???!!! That was my nickname for Mr. Cy Gataki. Even his name was sexy.

Are you gonna buy me cotton candy ice-cream or chocolates or milkshakes. Now, now , now she is acting all innocent. My little kitten definitely knows what I meant. To Athena: Don't act innocent, Mi amore. You're not that innocent both you and me know that. Cat got the tongue uh! Athena: Whatever *rolls my eyes*. Gonna sleep so tired. Good night, Li. Li. Is that a nickname for me. I chuckled at the name she gave me. To Athena: Dream of me, mon amour.

Although he had already guessed it, he wanted to confirm it from her. Her brows knit in a frown, then a little twinkle in her green orbs. "Did you just call me Shrimati?" She asked "Yes, don't you like it?" "Um, but I'm the complete opposite of what it means" She replied smartly and he liked it. "You are, at least for me, you're my little Shrimati" Adrian however, preferred to call her princess, he liked how the nickname ran smoothly on his tongue, the name fit her perfectly, and more because it caused the deepest blush on her face every time.

Her eyes shone as if she was pleased with herself. I was of course confused as to how she knew of me and why these people could see some sort of beauty in me when I could not. The woman must have seen my knitted eyebrows and quizzical expression painted all over my face because she quickly took my hand and gave it a light squeeze before speaking again, “Please excuse me for my foolishness, I forgot that you would not have a single clue as to who I am, sweet Kyliena.” She gave me a wide smile before stating “Ti but the world knows me as Aphrodite.”

He bowed his head over my shoulder. “The humans bind her with their sins as a sacrifice. The girl has many names. Iphigenia. Psyche. Eve. It's always the maiden they blame, never the prince or king. Mankind is so eager to martyr their women. As if a spindle prick would damn her.”

Asher asked. I pinched the bridge of my nose as Devon let out a groan. I was still getting to know the guys, but I had learned quickly that Asher did not think before he spoke most of the time. Not that I was going to bring it up, but I was starting to think that Asher was on the spectrum. Not that it mattered but seriously the guy needed to learn how to read the room. I rubbed Devon’s arm as he looked at Asher. “Yes, of course, my name is Aphrodite and these two are my brothers Zeus and Hades. The beautiful woman is Hades wife Persephone.” Aphrodite said.

I gently removed my hand from him, wishing I could do that right away. Seeing the sadness on my face, Ares started to cheer me up. "My name, given to me by my father, was the name of a god of war," he told me. I raised my head and stared at his handsome face. "I was thinking about a name that would suit you well and the name Aphrodite is the right name," he said. "Aphrodite," I repeated. "A goddess of beauty and love," Ares told me. "She had red hair just like you."

Zach says. “No problem, Nickname,” Yorick says, grinning at him. “Nick ... No! I make the nicknames. I don’t have one,” he says. “Sounds like you do now, Nickname,” Piper says, crossing the finish line and joining our group. “Yeah, Nickname,” Landon says, slapping him on the shoulder. Zach turns and points at me. “You’re the last hold out, Aphrodite.” “Aphrodite?” I ask.

There were golden yellow, palette yellow, white, orange, an pink. “Woah, talk about a daffodil craze.” she remarked. “To tell you the truth, your ladyship, it was almost impossible to grow any flower in the underworld especially because of the absence of the madam.” “Really? Then what is it with Hades and daffodils?” In her mind, she is calling him stupid. “You might not remember this but daffodils or narcissus, as we call it, reminds the master of you.” “Of me?” Angelique searched her brain for possible connection of Persephone, Hades and narcissus but failed. Unfortunately, her favorite Greek mythology couple is Eros and Psyche.

It wasn't that I didn't trust July — she was actually pretty cool — I just didn't want to be hounded. She just raised an eyebrow. And turned the straw toward her mouth. In that moment I could see why Nick was in love with her. She did everything with a sort of quiet elegance. “So, how are things with Nick?” She spared me a glance before her sultry eyes landed on Nick in the crowd. “Oh God, please don't tell me you're a JuNi.” She groaned. “JuNi?” “That's what our fans call us. What I've come to understand is a ship name. Whatever that is supposed to mean.”