Cute Nicknames For Her Novels & Stories

“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

Don't ask me what it was about her because I had no idea, but something was special. But there was a more obvious reason behind my calling her a princess. "No can do. After all, you won't tell me your name, so I have no other choice." "You could find a better pet name. See I only know you for half an hour and I found a suitable pet name for you. It's asshole in case you were wondering." A chuckle escaped me against my will. Damn, I liked a woman that gave as hard as she got. "Hmm let's see. Would sweetheart be better? Or maybe a munchkin? Pumpkin? Sweetie?"

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.

“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.

-- I say sarcastically --- First it was the bitch who started it, I was quiet in my corner and she went to tease me, second I don't want to see him calling her by her name, that seems too intimate-- pouting --- And what do you want me to call her, Val?-- I ask teasing and pulling her to me making her sit in my lap I see your beak get bigger and your eyes turn angry and sly --- If you say that shitty nickname again I swear I'll rip your tongue out-- he says with narrowed eyes in my direction I kiss your pout and talk --- And what should I call her since I can't say her name?-- I ask having fun with her jealousy --- For the new nickname I gave her, Valquiranha the mixture of cow and piranha, c