Cheesy Nicknames To Call Your Boyfriend Novels & Stories

He said smoothly, looking at me intensely. I didn't know what to say, so--- "Ting ting!" I looked at Caesar with wide eyes and I saw how his eyes danced with humour at our nickname. Oh Cherry! "Some nicknames though." He snorted shaking his head. I knew he'll comment on it! "And you say you're the one to come up with sweet nicknames?" I teased quirking up a brow. "At least they make your heart beat fast." He winked. No lie. The freaking fucker I had here!

Nate mumbled. “Cheat?” Tom laughed. “You didn't even ask me to be your boyfriend! So how is it supposed to be called cheating if we weren't even official?!” he raised an eyebrow. “I don't understand this making it official shit,” Nate chuckled. “Why do I have to be your boyfriend if we're together anyway?” “Maybe in your world, it doesn't work this way, but in mine, I would want to be called someone's boyfriend,” Tom said, looking at him with disgust.

I opened the chat and it read Raymond: Hey little bunny, hope you got enough rest. I don’t know why, but I found myself blushing at the message. A small, traitorous smile tugged at the corners of my lips before I could stop it. The nickname , little bunny, sent a warm flutter through my stomach. I quickly fixed my face, wiping the smile away as if someone might see it. Stop it, Nia, I scolded myself silently. He’s your boyfriend’s father. I replied quickly, my fingers hovering uncertainly over the keyboard before typing

I saw thag Charles chuckled. What are they talking about? It seemed interesting. But then, I love to watch them go along with each other. "Ami" Charles called. That's a nickname he gave when we were kids. Yeah, memories brings back. "why? is something wrong?" I asked and walked towards them. "your boyfriend is so funny" he laughed and left us. I hugged Philip from behind. "what's that all about?" I asked. "it's a secret" he joked hugged me back.

I ask Roxie with a smirk. " Fuck yeah." She giggles and I giggle too. " When was the last time you got laid?" " Two nights ago with Danny." " You fucking slut. Who the fuck is Danny?" She squeals and I roll my eyes at her. " Danny is my vibrator, Roxie. He's my only boyfriend. The boyfriend who would never cheat on me and he always gives me an orgasm." " Bitch." We laugh. " I named mine too, you know. I called him the big hulk."

"Hard to believe right. I swore to myself that I wouldn't learn any other foreign language after English. But here I am, thinking about taking Italian classes." "The things you do for love." "The things I do for love." she sighed chuckling, taking a bite of her pizza. "So, how are things going between you and loverboy?" "Will you stop calling him loverboy? That's so... high schoolish." She laughed loudly. "Okay, what should I call him then? Prince charming? Gentleman in a bugatti?" "Yikes no, Flynn is fine." I said after hearing the awful nicknames she had for him. Gentleman in a bugatti? Really, is that the what they call prince on a white horse in this century?

He patted her head with his big hand, and teased her, “Call me dearie.” Monique felt like a puppy when he patted her head. She felt loved. Her heart was beating fast, and her face was blushing. This man wanted her to call him dearie, a nickname worse than Henny. She could pretend he was a kid if she called him Henny, like how she called Little Angel. A nickname for a child. However, he wanted her to call him something more intimate. She could no longer lie to herself that it was a child’s name.

"I'm in love with you too, honey pot." He instantly bursted out laughing at the nickname. "Honey pot? Really? You ruined the moment." He pressed his pointer finger to her nose, booping it, causing her to scrunch it up cutely. "What? You always give me nicknames." Ava pouted. "Yeah but not terrible ones." He pressed a loving kiss to her cheek, still smiling in laughter. "What do you want to be called then, Mr Picky?" "How about..." he drawled. "Stud muffin. Or better yet... sexy." Lucas wiggled his eyebrows at her.

Isn't my name good enough? "You can call me Ryde like Jasmine?" She offered hesitatingly. Aiden pursed his lips in distaste. How can he call his girlfriend the same way that chihuahua calls her? Are they on the same level? Of course not! Hmph! "No, no. It won't do. My nickname for you should be more special than that... hmm... How about Ry?"

"God, don't kill someone in front of me." "No worries, honey pie. Whoever I kill won't be some innocent soul." "Jesus, where do you get these nicknames from?" "Don't like it? I came up with it especially for you." "Well, it sounds like a nickname intended for girls. Cringy." "It's not for girls. It's specially for you. Or do you prefer I call you cupcake, muffin, sugar, little honey baby, darling, or my princesso?" "Please don't. They sound horrible."