Romans & histoires Cute Last Names

"You're being ridiculous!" "Am I, though? AM I?" I was on a roll now, despite the pain, despite everything. "Please tell me his last name isn't Lucifer or Beelzebub or something equally ominous. Please tell me this child won't be introduced as 'Baby Williams, child of Cain Morningstar' or something." "Oh my God, stop!" But Maya was laughing now, that infectious laugh that always made me smile despite myself. "His last name is Parker. Cain Parker. Very normal, very boring."

If there is any cute person here, it's definitely him. "Okay, so you prefer adorable?" "If you call me adorable one more time, you will train yourself outside this pack." I said sternly." No one has ever referred to me as cute or adorable before. Well maybe my mom but other than that, I am a fucking alpha and I should not be referred to as cute or adorable. "Okay Nate, I will look for a more suitable name for you." He said as I made my way to the backyard." "Nate is fine, don't call me any ridiculous name." With the two names he has called me so far, there is no guarantee that he has it in him to come up with anything nice, besides it's not even necessary.

Suzie, who was still excited, simply said, “My name is Susan Jones.” “Your last name is Jones?” Everyone was stunned as their gazes turned strange. Valerie kept batting her eyes. “Could it be that her mother’s last name is Jones…” Liam’s calves spasmed. He said hastily, “It’s quite a coincidence, but there are many people with Jones as their last name right?” “That’s enough. It doesn’t matter what last name Suzie has. She’ll have to change it to Hill anyway,” Old Master Hill said sternly.

Maia suggested as Lucy narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. “You know, that’s not a bad idea. Where do we even start though? What was his name again? Carl? Caden? It was Ca something, I’m sure of it…” Lucy muttered, her irritation only increasing as she continually drew a blank as she searched her memory for his name. “Caspian…not sure about his last name though,” Maia answered quickly, wanting to avoid any escalation of her emotions. “Okay, well, that’s not a particularly common name that I know of, so it can’t be too hard to narrow down the list of people she might have sunk her claws into.” Lucy said as a slow grin began to form on the edges of her lips.

"That's a beautiful name for a pretty baby, welcome to the family, Claire Zidat" Vivian said. She wishes the baby's last name could be Zidat. Susan wishes the same thing too. Time will tell.

I asked, staring at him. “We are rich, love.” He replied. “We?” “Yeah. It’s Wayne Industries and last I checked, your last name is still Wayne.” Enzo said, looking directly into my eyes. I stayed quiet because I wasn’t sure how to respond, or maybe I was just shocked. The flight attendant, because of course there was a flight attendant, offered us champagne. "It's 3 PM," I said. "It's 5 o'clock somewhere," Enzo said, accepting a glass.

But I'm yet to decide, overwhelmed by so many cute options. "Hmmm, I have but they are so many cute names that I find it hard to settle for one.", I admitted. Norah jumped in, suggesting, "Well, I have some names in mind. Like Liam, Jason, Noah, Williams" I shook my head, "They are nice names but I want something unique and not common.", I said. Evelyn thought for a moment before saying, "How about Alexander or Gabriel?" Evelyn said. Gabriel????? Hell no! There's no way I'm naming my child after that asshole.

Joshua said. Ivy asked, "Why did you ask me to hug you first?" "I want to sit on your lap. You smell so nice, and you seem to be glowing!" Beside them, Aurum asked, "Joshua, what did you say your name was?" "Joshua Wood. Uncle Aurum, I changed my last name, it's the same as Shawn's. Nicole continues to use Mommy's last name," he replied. So that was how it was. Aurum felt a twinge of displeasure, although he expected that Joshua would naturally have Shawn's last name. Aurum just felt that Joshua Warm sounded more pleasing.

My middle name, Monrovia, is the only memory of what had once been a great family. Bending down low, I look at his sweet face. Still so young and innocent, despite all the craziness of our lives leading up to this point. I wish I could just wrap him into my arms and spare him the unpleasantries of life, but that isn’t possible, not for a special child like him. “But don’t be sad, be proud. We are the last of the Monrovias, you and I. Our last name might be James, but we are still Monrovia, and they were a powerful family of wolves.

"She is, call her something sweet like Baby, honey, cuddly, Hon'bun, sunshine, wifey, pookie, snook..." "Wait! Stop! Eeew, let's forget about all the rest of the cringy names, what is cuddly? What's pookie?" Zulaihat asked. "Cute names to call one's spouse durrh. Okay Yaya, what'd you use to save her number?" "Hayati." Ruqayya frowned, "now that's waaay too common, come up with something else." "Her other number is saved as Habibty."