Ethereal Nicknames Novels & Stories

Hard to believe I’m days away from popping. My stomach is stretched far too much, my back aches, the fake contractions have me freaking out, and my feet are like balloons. I’m ready for the Little Nightmare to come out. The nickname Little Nightmare seems to be sticking. It’s slightly fitting as her father is a demigod of death and her mothers is a lycan. These are definitely two things that would give normal people nightmares, and Everly is a combination of those things. We decided to call her Ever as a cute nickname and Little Nightmare as her nickname for when she is driving us crazy.

“I am surprised she didn’t mention it since she prefers to be called that over her name.” I nearly choked on my saliva at my brother's words and the humor in his tone. He knew that I hated the name and he was the only one who called me that. As Carter stepped back, putting a few steps of distance between him and Natalie, it seemed as if his lie worked. “You prefer being called Gumdrop?” Ethan asked. “I can start using your nickname if you want.” “I do.” Natalie finally spoke, smiling and nodding at Ethan. “It reminds me of home.”

Anna quipped, chuckling. “The what?” She shrugged, grinning. “He's as quiet as an assassin, so the nickname fits.” She was trying to slip into his world. That didn't sit well. Maybe he should've kept Ethan out of this. He had stood up for her the other day, and now she was giving him a nickname? “Are you not going to answer?” His gaze lifted. Anna gave him a confused look, her eyes dropping to the phone. He connected the call. “Ethan.”

“This is your team. Production manager. Marketing director. PR specialist. They’re all experienced. They’ll handle everything except the design. That’s all you.” A team. Resources. Support. Everything I’d never had with Adrian. “One more thing,” Marcus said. “We need a name for the line. Something that captures your aesthetic.” I’d thought about this. Dreamed about it during those long nights working at the café. “ETHEREAL,” I said. “It means heavenly. Delicate but powerful. Beautiful but untouchable.” Marcus smiled. “ETHEREAL by Serena Moore. I love it. Let’s make it happen.”

“Is this the part where you tell me I’m different and I was the only one able to tame the beast?” Ethan gave a startled bark of laughter. “Well, not the beast but Lyric does hold the title of ‘The Virgin Killer’.” “The virgin killer?” I blinked at Ethan as his smirk grew in size. “Isn’t that like some kind of a serial killer crime drama on TV?” Ethan’s laugh echoed through the hallways, making a few interested eyes turn towards him. “Yeah, that’s what I said to the women who kindly informed me of his nickname. But you can rest assured; he’s not a serial killer.”

"You've just been blessed by the golden touch. You know I'm just like the fictional King Midas, everything I touch turns to gold so you'll definitely be lucky, Nicky!" Dr. Nick chuckled both at the joke and the new nickname. "Lucky me! Thank you for the blessings, Ethanol!" As Ethan frowned and opened his mouth to protest over the weird nickname, Dr. Nick hastily unlocked his car and got in before zooming away, while laughing his head off at Ethan's reaction to being nicknamed after the name of a chemical compound. ************

No one in the MC calls me by my real name but if you are more comfortable with it then use it," he says with a smile. " I like Unka Viper. I want a nickname." Jace says." Me too. I want nickname Unka Viper '' Jax says, bouncing in his seat. " Uncle Viper. I like the sound of it. You boys want a nickname do you?" Ethan says, picking his plate up and taking it to sink. " Yes' ' the boys say in unison. " Well I'm going to have to think about it for a little bit and get to know you, boys, better before we can give you one," he says. " Yea" the boys shout. I start picking up the leftover pizza and start packing it away. " Boys remember what Alaric says about nicknames." Ethan has returned to his

“But that’s not even the main thing! Some man booked you for a private!!! Shade himself!” “Who?” I grimace skeptically. What a nickname. People really love their edgy little aliases… and idiots fall for it. Like Ksyusha. Tell her some “Skull,” “Demon,” “Ghoul,” “Knuckles,” or now “Shade” showed up, and she’s already running headfirst toward them like a moth to a flame.

My reflection stared back — silver hair, tired eyes, no mark, no title. Not a Luna. Not yet. But when I turned — they were still watching. Waiting. Wanting. Something inside me softened. Just a little. Enough. “I don’t know if I can call you mine,” I admitted. “Not yet. But maybe… maybe I can call you something.” Seth arched a brow. “Like what?” “Nicknames,” I said. “You all keep throwing yours at me. Maybe I should pick yours.” Jaxon’s head tilted. “And what would you call us, sunshine?”

There is a bond between twins that heaven and earth would not be able to break yet it was starting to feel like there was a change happening today. Ethan sprang up from the floor and held a hand-out to his sister, "Eighteen or not, I'll always love and protect you bug." Even through her unmistakable happiness for what this day may bring, Emma knew it was time to be serious too. "Ethan, do you think we might be just a little too old for that nickname? I mean, I adore the name but I don't want my guy to think of me as a creepy crawly bug." When Emma was only three years old she refused to wear anything but red and black and would announce to anyone who would listen that when she grew up she wa