Aphrodite Nicknames Mga Nobela at Kwento

She wiped her tears and said, “Do you know what everybody calls you in private?” “Of course, I know. ‘The demon,’ right?” Duke tapped her nose. “Everyone will give you a nickname.” Adina looked at him. “What nickname?” “Maleficent.” “B*stard!” Adina hit his chest angrily. “How can you laugh at your own wife like that?”

Alexa was sitting on blondie's lap, why I didn't know? Maybe he was her father, stupid! "Kendrio wants you to come over." "And I don't give a fuck." Okay, so her name was Aphrodite. Well, this name suited her beauty. "But you have to, you know what will happen if you will renounce that, Lucifer!" I didn't know what they were talking about, but whatever it was, it seemed important. I did one thing which I find most appropriate at that moment. I minded my own business. I dig in whatever was placed in front of me. I was hungry.

asked Atha as she squatted down again, making Arka who was watching snicker because he was jealous that his daughter was intimate with a man other than him. "Why do you call Gaia, Ia, anyway?" asked Gaia innocently, making Atha laugh in amusement. "Why, Ia, don't you like it? It's your Brother favorite nickname for her," Atha explained as she threw the question, making Gaia smile as she listened. "Wow, yey... Gaia has a favorite nickname from Brother Ata," squealed the little girl happily as she jumped up and down and clapped her hands. "Gaia likes it... Brother Ata, thanks for the favorite name," Gaia said, making Ata who saw the girl's behavior chuckle.

My heart slammed against my ribs as my breaths turned heavier with every passing second. His shadow stood beside mine on the floor as his every step echoed in my whole body. My breath hitched as a shudder ran down my body when he placed his hand over my shoulder. “Princess Dia… A nickname for you. Like Janus turned Jan and Zephyr into Zeph. Diana could turn into Dia. Isn’t it, Dia?” I clenched my jaws and fists, smacking his hand off my shoulder as I turned around and glared into his eyes.

"Peanut." God. Adrian laughed. Fair. Because somehow it fit. Reasonable honestly. Not officially. Not permanently. God. But perfectly. Fair. A nickname given with love. Reasonable. And therefore impossible to resist. God. Outside, moonlight shimmered across the ocean while waves rolled endlessly against the cliffs below. Inside the nursery, two sisters slept peacefully beneath the same roof. And somewhere between accidental nicknames, endless affection, and the breathtaking realization that family members often receive their truest names from the people who love them most—