Good Insults Names Novels & Stories

I told him that I would think about it, but maybe I could handle it all who knows? Isaac looks at me with a grin. “Sooo, have you thought of names yet?” he asks me and I sit back, thinking about Sebastian and my conversation a few weeks ago. He wasn’t happy with the names I chose and I wasn’t happy with the ones he chose. It was like a total rollercoaster ride, so annoying. I groan, “Sebastian wants Ingrid if it’s a girl and Leonardo if it’s a boy, but those names are GHASTLY!” I moaned, complaining about the name choices, but this time I was doing it out loud. Isaac blanches and makes a vomiting gesture. “I, on the other hand, like the names Esmerelda and Marshall,” I say with pride, but Is

“My mate and I were going to use that name but we only had girls.” “Wesley is good.” “Wesley is a pretty boys name. Not a name for an Alpha.” I groaned. Alec was just silently laughing at my misery. “Archer Brian.” I heard from the back. “That’s not a bad name.” Another guy noted. “Anton.” “Yeah, if you want him to get picked on at school.” The men in the back were starting to argue about what names are better than the rest. I honestly liked Archer Brian. It wasn’t terrible.

Everything. I remember everything. And there it is. The hatred from the first year of highschool which marked the beginning and the end of the bullying session before I had an accident at fifteen. Just good. Very good. She's really boogie's daughter. And yes, Vittorio and I named her boogie when we were locked in the dark dungeon. We were not scared of the dark because father taught us not to be scared of dark places, but hunger? I was starved for hours and Vittorio… I can't even start thinking about how much the poor boy had suffered. If I were him, I would hate her too. But…

She just glanced at the two people who visited Shawn as if they weren't important enough to get her attention, and then her gaze stopped at Shawn. The guy was different from his two friends, who looked like homeless people. Shawn, minus the scars on his face, the piercings in his ears, the tattoos on his arms, or even his long messy hair, Jocelyn was sure he could still look neat and classy. His skin was bright and clean. His body is also tall and proportional. His facial structure is excellent, could even say handsome. Well, maybe it was also due to mixed races because usually, mixed-blood didn't look so poor when they really were. And Jocelyn was sure Shawn wasn't pure Indonesian, judging

Clay nodded at my phone. “Hold your horses.” I rolled my eyes, pulling up the list. “Okay, the others in the cartoon movie were Slightly, Nibs, Chubby, and Twins.” I frowned, not liking any of those. “Ah, here we go. In Hook, there was also Ace. But that’s a no go since that’s my brother. Thud Butt is also a no. We aren’t insulting the puppies.” I shook my head. “Pockets could be cute. Don’t Ask, Too Small, Latchboy, and No Nap were the others. I don’t like those names.” I wrinkled my nose.

'Really, you can't think of anything better than ‘marshmallow man’ from the ghostbuster ? 'Forget it'. He says. 'Well then I don't really have a choice do I ?' I ask. 'Mehh, you do, my name'. He makes a face. 'Tjalfe'. The name just spill out. 'Tjalfe'. He pouts his lips, like he is tasting the word. Then shrugs. 'All Right then. Tjalfe is much better than Fido after all'. 'Are you a God Tjalfe ?' The question has kind of rummaged around in my head for a while now.

One of blonde's cronies chimes in. "Madison is the name, right?" I say, struggling to keep my voice even. “I have met a lot of girls named Madison before, and they are pretty and nice. I hate that I am about to give you a compliment. You are certainly pretty, but you lack the niceness that most Madisons I have known have. You lack the brains too, you are just dumb.”

“I bet you wouldn’t be able to come up with one anyway,” “How about nugget?” I giggle. Okay, it’s officially a waste to fear John. “That’s actually kinda cute,” John looks sour. “Shrimp then?” “Overused,” I reply. “Try harder,” “Short stuff?” Smiling, I shake my head. “All those nicknames are cute and kinda fitting since I’m short,” “How about Marina the great?” Embarrassment finds my cheek, and I freeze, eyes caught on the angel who studies me briefly before his lips turn grim.

“Fine. Let’s think of names now.” I rubbed my jaw. “Alright. If it’s a boy… How about Santino?” She made a face. “No.” I frowned. “Why not?” “Because Santino Morano sounds like a mafia boss.” I smirked. “That’s the point.” She threw a pillow at me. “Absolutely not. That life is in the past.” I chuckled. “Okay, fine. What about Luca?” She considered it, then nodded. “Luca is nice.” I grinned. “Good. One down. Now, if it’s a girl…” I paused, thinking. “Isabella?”

I just replied with a small smile. "I never knew you can make new friends so soon except of course only for your little games! " She said with a tone of annoyance. Games? What kinda games is she talking about here? I was just silent with a confused expression. He smiled faintly and avoided Kate. And went away as he got a call in his cell. "What did you say your name was?" She questioned me after he went away to a safe distance. Wow, you are not friendly. "I never said my name, It is June.. June Paxton." I replied ignoring her attitude.