Ethereal Nicknames Novels & Stories

Like a friend should. His message pops up. Ethan: Hi, Em. Are you ready for the product launch? I giggle before I type back. Me: Em? Is that a new nickname? Three dots dance. Then his reply. Ethan: Uhm, you don't like it? How about Emy? Me: Now that sounds perfect. I have to get ready now. See you. Ethan: Alright. You want a ride? Me: I'm sure you don't want Knox to chew your head off.

Her friend beside her is smiling widely. “Well, I will leave you two to get to know each other! Bye, Quitara!” She said giddily. “Um…Bye Tiff. Thank you for showing me around.” She said. “Quitara? What a beautiful and different name.” I said gently. “It’s supposed to mean harmony and fragrance.” She said. “Um…what’s your name?” “Ethan.” I said. “Your name suits your scent. You scent is like cashmere and incense.”

Ethan chimed in, “Yeah, what are we going to call these little angels?” Suggestions started pouring in from every corner of the room. "How about Alexander, after Alex?" Jack proposed with a grin. "Or maybe something traditional, like William or Jackson ?" Sia added thoughtfully. Evelyn listened to all the suggestions, her heart warming at the love and enthusiasm from her family and friends. She glanced at Dominic, who gave her an encouraging nod. Taking a deep breath, she finally spoke up, her voice clear and confident. “I’ve thought about it a lot, and I want to name them Dante and Dimitri,”

"Dirt is great nickname for you, it really suits that hair colour of yours." Alexis fumed as she took in his words. 'Magic exists here? Well why not? It seemed pretty fantastical' she shrugged it off but she was still mad about that nickname. Once again she didn't notice how long the writing had got on the letter. "My name is Alexis! I'm a person and not a p-plebean?" She faltered as she forgot the strange word he called her. "Plebeian". He corrected her with a smirk causing her to redden even more.

he whispered, "A nickname? You mean some silly nicknames used by those couples around?" "Yeah, sort of. How about Fluffy love?" I raised a brow at him,"Really? I didn't know you were this kind of corny, cringey rather," "Nah. That's my wolf's suggestion, since he liked your fluffy tail. How about, sweet angel?" "You know, calling me by my normal name is enough. We don't need to blend in with the trend just because some couples here have nicknames for each other, doesn't mean we also need it,"

Obviously, he found it entertaining. “So what do they call you?” “In my pack, they call me Alpha Ethan, Alpha, Alpha King. Sometimes, they call me by my royal title in the human world or the pack alliance.” “What is it?” “Duke Firebury.” “Exotic name.” He grinned and touched my chin. “It means you will be Duchess Firebury.” “Oh?” I blushed, thinking about when people would acknowledge me as Ethan’s mate. But then, the memory of the young witch clouded my mind.

I shake my head, “No it is fine. It's just. . . .you're the first person to ever call me that.” Amidst the partying chaos, an unspoken quiet moment settles between us after the words leave my lips. No one has ever called me Dee before. Tasha prefers calling me ‘my love’. Apparently, I seem to be having a lot of nicknames recently. “I’m honored, then,” Crys speaks finally, gently, all the while staring calmly into my face, “Thank you. In fact, let's celebrate.” As she makes to drag me with her to the bar, Dante stops us.

“You’re so wise today. Why?” “Because my Quinnterstellar is back.” “Quinnterstellar? Is that a new nickname for me?” “Do you like it?” “I like it. It’s cute.” Grayson chuckled. “Quinny, Quinnterstellar, my Quinn. Besides that, what other nicknames should I give you?” “That’s plenty.” Grayson shook his head. “Something’s missing. Maybe I should add… my wife?”

Emerald had two thoughts in her head, but she was certain of one thing — this man was sure that she would feel this way. He made her body react in ways that were all for him, so exaggerated that even a glance or a touch would leave her distracted. "I... can you do something else?" Emerald hesitated, unsure of how to call herself. She wanted to have a unique nickname for him, something sweet like Baby, Ember, or Little Moon. "What?" he asked, surprised.

“Another one of your useless lackeys?” Ethan simply smiled, ignoring the insult as he took a seat across from Nick, folding his hands neatly on the table between them. “I’ve heard a lot about you, Nick,” he said smoothly, his voice calm and measured. “Smart, resourceful, clever. I hear you’re a man who values his reputation.” Nick raised an eyebrow, smirking. “So? You’re here to stroke my ego?”