Cute Nicknames For Her Novels & Stories

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.

He gave me a playful smirk. "Haha, okay, Mister Big Tough Horny Alpha," I teased. "Feel free to call me that from now on." "What's my nickname then?" "Miss Sexy Beautiful Spicy Damsel." "Damsel?" "Yes, Damsel in Distress that's going to push her boobs up against me in the dark haunted house." I rolled my eyes. "We'll see about that."

I go quiet for a few seconds before laughing it off. "Ohh, it's fine, I can handle myself." "Are you sure Hanny boo boo?" I cringe hard at the sound of that Nickname, she knows how much I hate it and why, yet she still insists on calling me that everytime, but I love her, she surely has her reasons.

“I was saying that I don't want to hurt you because….because your given name stirs an unpleasant emotion within me for some reasons I would rather not disclose. Do you mind suggesting a nickname I can call you by?” Her brows furrowed. “Nickname? Romantic names I suppose you meant. HONEY. MY LOVE. SWEETHEART. WIFEY. Any of these will be pleasing, you know.” She bit her lower lip slowly, flashing her beautiful teeth. She murmured words and inched closer to me. “Romantic names are for lovers and married people, remember?” My voice was cloudy and serious. “I have loved you all my life, Ethnan, and I feel the luckiest for being married to you. You are my beloved husband.” She gently pulled at my

“We didn’t have time to work on nicknames. So I went for that. Could try something else if you like? Love? If I am being classic. Or Darling. Pumpkin? Pookie?” I was smiling even more now as I moved toward the refridgerator. “I think I am good with Zee, or Zaine.” I told her. “Aww you are such a spoilt sport!” She came up behind me, gently poking me in the side. “Oohhh, what about Stud Muffin!” She exclaimed with a giggle, like she actually thought that was a good idea. Whatever it was, she sounded like she was enjoying herself. I simply shook my head, giving her a look of despair. I swear she called me that, and I would send her home. “Fine. Grumpy. Honey Bun? Babe? Or should I just call yo

He was actually thinking about what he should call her. He wanted to give her a unique nickname. Jacques Is a nice name but it is long. And Jer is out of the question although that is a very good shortening of her name. Linny is what her family calls her and he didn't want to use that either. Bobby started to call her 'Chippy' and that's juvenile. 'Luna' is her title and he didn't want to make that her name. There are Honey Buns... but there might be others with that pet name.

“That's what I will see now.” I kiss her again, teasing her until she really relaxes, and only then can I love her intensely, while we are lying down catching our breath, I keep thinking that it will be nice to have a nickname for her too, and it is the question of minutes ago that helps me choose, although it is not as creative as hers, I hope she likes it. “I thought of a nickname for you.” She lifts her head and looks at me. “Since you're sly, you like affection and you love to scratch, you'll be my kitten.”

"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."

"Don't worry your pretty little head over it too much, you won't be able to come up with a better one anyway." Much to my chagrin, she shot me a devilish grin in return, her eyes twinkling in mischief. Even before she'd opened her mouth, I knew I wasn't going to like whatever it was she was about to say. "Aw, I love the confidence you have on my nickname giving abilities my cutiepie." My smirk dropped at once. "Don't you dare call me that." Ivy pouted at me. "You don't like it? How about....honeybun?"

she whined. "Hey, you like being called kitten and getting fucked," I say back to her, she enjoyed both of those things, I won't do anything to her that she doesn't like or enjoy. "Not in the mood, Cassius," she whines again. "I don't want any of that Lotte, talk to me, what got you so upset?" I asked her, since everyone call her Char-char, I wanted to have my own special nickname just for her. "My mom," she whines.