Captain America Middle Name Novels & Stories

I ask, good thinking Freya you're getting better at this, he looks at me taking the baby sitting on the bed. "Anthony Richards, I don't actually have a middle name," he explains, well at least I know his name now and did it in a very clever way if I do say so myself "do you have a middle name?" He asks I freeze but eventually shake my head, I did actually have one it was Marie, but I wasn't about to tell him that. He puts the bottle in Amelia's mouth where she actually starts to drink it, he must have had some experience with children.

“It’s not all bad history. Your father tried to make peace with my father when other vampire kings wouldn’t have even bothered. And he was your father. You loved him." Kane swallows, his watery gaze focusing on the baby’s face. “What about his middle name?” “Lola picked Colton. Our grandfather was a good man and our family isn’t built just on Bernard’s tainted legacy alone. There’s a lot of history there too.” “Michael Colton,” Kane tests out the name. “It’s nice.” “Michael Colton Moonraker Alexander.” I snort. “That’s a mouthful.” “Royals have long names. It’s tradition,” he says. “Besides, no one should ever forget that he’s part of two worlds.”

Unbeknownst to Denise, the middle name was a tribute to Julia's dad – Gabrie. No matter how hard Ava tried to forget about Gale – it was futile. She still loves him.

“Fine. Rose is too obvious. What about Harper? Sandra Harper Kane. Keeps your name in there. The fighter. The one who took down an empire and still looked hot doing it.” I tilt my head. “I like Harper. It’s strong. It’s me. But then her initials are SHK. Sounds like a cough syrup brand.” He snorts. “True. Sandra Harper Kane. The miracle baby who clears congestion.” We both crack up. “Okay, no Harper,” I say, wiping tears of laughter. “What about Grace? Sandra Grace Harper-Kane. Classic. Elegant. And honestly… we could use some grace after everything.” He nods slowly. “Grace is nice. But it feels a little… safe. Our girl’s going to be a hurricane. She needs a middle name with some bite.”

Tiny splinters scratched the skin and caused a terrible itch. Gael sighed and stared at the horned bunny, “Well, Captain longhorn doesn't sound like a bad moniker. He smiled a little, “You know maybe this won't be such a bad thing. The Al' Miraj's reputation alone is enough to keep things smooth. Oh, Captain Gael Miraj. Captain Miraj for short.” “You don't have the last name already?” Aurelia tilted her head to the side. “I do, but Captain Miraj sounds so much better than Wilbur. Wilbur is not a name for people. Do you know how many pigs were named Wilbur, too many?” Gael's righteous indignation had Aurelia and Zinjo in stitches.

“He was the most important man in my life.” We spend the rest of the afternoon tasting grapes and sampling some of the amazing cheese his steward makes while discussing possible names for the baby. “I like Juliet,” I suggest, “with Lily or maybe Rose as a middle name?” “I also like Juliet,” Atlas smiles. “What about Jasper, for a boy.” “After your grandfather?” He nods, looking out at the setting sun. “But only if you like the name too.” I reach out my hand to take his, our fingers naturally interlacing. “I also like Adam. Maybe as a middle name?”

Ava God, where do I even start with that mess? Me, Oliava Carter, yeah, that was my name and everyone called me Ava and called my sister Olivia Liv, even her name was better than mine, everyone called me that , like I was some shiny package deal, the perfect twin, the one who was supposed to have it all figured out. But let's get real, I had been choking on that label since we were kids, and then? Then I was sitting there in that stupid coffee shop in the middle of nowhere, stirring a latte that had gone cold because my brain wouldn't shut up about her. Olivia. Liv. My sister. The one person who was supposed to get me, no matter what, and instead she stole everything and acted like butter wo

Matt snapped his neck to me and said, "He is your fiance?" "No, of course not! I havenot say on your personal life plus Chris is nice." he turned back to me and said, "Have nice dinner, Chris. Hope I will see you again!" "Bye Matt" I leaned forward, giving him a hug and he hugged me back before quickly disappearing to the back "He called Chris?" Evan asked as we both sat back down to eat "Christine is my middle name. He just shortens it. Not many people know my middle name. If you don't mind telling me, what was the call about?"

Cara said with a sigh. “How about I tell Helga that the future Alphas want their Grams to have specialty coffee too?” She clapped her hands and thanked the babes in my womb. It was great to see how everyone could not wait to meet Gabriel Reece and Grant Dante. Reece was Kade’s father’s middle name. Dante was obviously a nod to my favorite brother from the same mother.

he chuckled. He nodded his head, "Jarek Kalon Carter. Three first names—I like it." He smiled. "Actually… more like four. I want him to have your dad's name as his middle name." I explained, and his eyes instantly looked up at me.