Bloody Mary Nickname Novels & Stories

“I remember, I didn’t know you had a clubhouse though.” “Yeah all MC clubs do. Come on.” We got to my bike. Her eyes widened when she realized I expected her to get on. “Erm, can I just call a cab?” I smirked. “You never been on a bike before Pumpkin?” “Pumpkin?” She snarled. “Your hair color reminds me of a pumpkin.” “It’s not orange! Its auburn. It’s more like a goldie color.” “Ok, Pumpkin pie. The nickname stays.” I laughed as I handed her my helmet.

Session after session it clicked and we had finally become best of friends. We had become so close that we usually shared most elite tasks regarding the states affairs together, giving us the nickname "Nemesis Trio" the name being quite self explanatory. Me being the main executioner, Ian the reckless one with devilish ideas and Scarlet, the one who kept the group sane when she wasn't drastically increasing her body counts. With time I had gotten a name for myself,'The Red Dame". A title resulting from how cruel and bloodthirsty I could be when my very little patience had been stretched beyond its limits. Though it wasn't the best I would want to be tagged with, I wasn't complaining.

Belle, Mari, Alice, Sam, Zofi, and Naimh: six hot girls, every single one of them a D-cup or bigger. Oh, and me: the lone male in our clique of best friends. Alice once called us "The Magnificent Seven". After "The Big Tits Club" nickname took off, Mari tried to rename us "Sam's Club" after our de facto leader (it didn't work). Belle tried "Matty's Angels" (didn't take, either). Eventually, Sam suggested that the girls just own it - be proud of their curves and take the nickname for a compliment. We were "The BTC", even me.

He teases me. “A Mary? Is this the ninety eighty century?” I glare at him. “I can smell you.” His eyes narrow on me. “Congratulations on your sense of smell.” I pat his shoulder and he swats my hand away, “Don’t ever touch me, little Mary.” He sneers, but smiles and I bet that could only be for the new nickname he gave me. It’s no where near my name, but I bet he’s one of those people who sticks to something so stupid.

Scarlet muses, her gaze traveling over to my face as she pinned me with eyes flaming with jealousy and contempt. Hunny? Moonlight snarls at the nickname some she-wolf just called our mate. Seriously, it’s not even a big of a deal, but my wolf is becoming more and more adamant to sink her claws into her neck as soon as possible. To be honest, I'd rather Scarlet call her that than picturing myself call him any nicknames at all. My gut twists and churns at the thought. Me? Calling Hunter anything other than dbag or an ass is simply not gonna happen. I promised myself never to give in to this so-called mate bond. It's nothing but a curse!

Mary pouted, “You know I sleep better with you by my side. I need my Кровь сосет монстр,” I chuckled at her nickname for me, Mary had decide to learn Russian. She wanted to be able to communicate with me in private when others were around, she also wanted to figure out all the different names I was calling her. So Kade took it upon himself to teach her. It shocked me when Mary first spoke Russian to me. It was after one of our many love making sessions. We were laying in bed together and she brushed my hair from my face and called me her “Кровь сосет монстр- My blood sucking cuddle monster.” When I asked her why that nickname in particular, she told me it was to remind her of how we came to

Yang Xiao stared at the lady in red and said indifferently. Bloody Mary, the name of the cocktail. This cocktail was mixed with vodka, tomato juice, lemon slices, andqin roots. The bright red Persian juice looked like blood, so it was named after it. ‘Blood Mary’ was the name of a ghost, and it originated from a legend. This wine was very popular in underground pubs, and it was also known as ‘Wine-so-drunk’.

How can he see me ? I answer him. ‘Okay, and if not I hope you’ll have a good evening. S’. “Hey let's go sit down”. Sascha shows up next to me, dragging me to a table next to the dancefloor. “They are serving bloody Davina’s to everyone tonight”. Oliver came back with a round of shots and glasses with a tomato red drink.. “I thought it was called a bloody Mary ?” I carefully sip the alcohol spiced tomato juice. “When it is made with tequila it is actually a Maria, but tonight it is a Davina, in her honour”. He sends me a crooked smile.

"Can't you just accept a compliment?" "Leave her alone, Lipe. I curse too, don't you remember from high school?" Martha said, smiling. "Oh, I remember a lot from those times, good times." "Then let us talk. The pool is huge, go to the other side, go!" Martha waved her hand at him, and the guy got off the float and swam away from them. "Now we can talk more freely," Dercy got closer to Martha. "What do you think about seeing my body without the bikini? By the way, my name is Sally. They gave me that nickname because I swear a little now and then."

she said, and I thought about how evil Mary is, she is the maid assigned to the supposed dead Luna, and she never thought of helping her after everything she had done for her people. "It's too bad they died; what was the late Luna's name?"I inquired. "We're not supposed to mention her name," Mary replied, and I arched my brow at her. “Why?”I inquired. "It will only make Alpha Gideon sad, so we will only remember her in our hearts, though her name is Evelyn," Mary replied, and I nodded. “Evelyn” I muttered and Mary suddenly wrapped her hands around my waist. “When are you going to invite me over,” she said seductively and my eyes widened in shock, I slowly pulled myself away from her