Good Insults Names Novels & Stories

I reply, breathless, while Christian pulls the chair out for me to sit and sign. I stare down at the keepsake certificate with a smile on my face, my thumb hovering over Christian’s middle name; Ivano. Christian Ivano Roman. They’re such nice names. I think to myself. I let my eyes shift to the other side of the thick paper where my name sits. Hannah Sinclair. Only that something seems a little off. I don’t have a third name. I never have, yet there’s a huge space after Sinclair that indicates otherwise. Like something’s supposed to be there.

- Insulting Blade is my favourite pastime. You aren't bad until you can out sprint boys in a foot chase. - I should reconsider going to the Olympics. You aren't bad until your initials spell out something- mine spells SIN You aren't bad until no matter what, you always have a backup plan. My backup plans run from A-Z. You aren't bad until you have a theme song. - I like to think of mine as Michael Jackson's BAD. You aren't bad until you have watched The Titanic without crying. - my tears have all been dried up.

He gave a slight grin and she suspected what he would say next, but was Henry that– "We called ourselves The BAD five, and even now years later, that's the name of our group chat." Yes, he was that cheesy and Gina couldn't help the laughter that broke out of her mouth. It was such a bad name, and at the same time, it had a nice ring to it. She mildly wondered what activities they had gotten up to, and judging from their weird subtle handshakes, she guessed they were quite the troublemakers.

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“Yes. And I refuse to let my daughters be named something ridiculous.” I smirked. “Like what?” He scrolled. “Okay, first of all, no fruits. No Apple, no Peach, no Clementine.” I giggled. “You don’t want a daughter named Mango Russo?” “Sienna.” I snickered. “Fine. No fruits.” He kept scrolling. “No weirdly spelled names. If I see a name with extra unnecessary letters, I’m out.” I grinned. “So no ‘Aubryigh’?” He looked personally offended. “That is an abomination.”

I said while chuckling as I saw him pout. “Ouch, it hurts.” He acts like he’s truly hurting, which made me giggle. “What should we name them?” he asked while looking at the babies. Oh right. I stared at the babies too while thinking of a name. The problem is, I’m not good at giving names. Should I mind-link Demonise since she’s good at it? “I don’t know how to name them. I’m not good at it.” I admit. He looked at me incredulously and I raised a brow. “What?”

I try to push away my morbid thoughts before I infect everyone else with them and change the topic. “Has anyone thought about baby names? We can’t call them Bean forever, it might be cute now but imagine being our age and named Bean, he or she will hate us for it,” I snort. “I like Sam or Sammy,” Axel says. “Micheal or Penny,” Theo shrugs and Josie’s eyes fill with emotion. “Ellie or Elija,” Deacon smiles. “Luna or Isabelle for a girl, Theodore or Joe for a boy,” Mason says, making Theo and Josie smile.

"A seed of hatred, huh? That sounds dramatic coming from you." I crossed my arms while still smiling at him. "But I'm serious. Imagine our boys growing up and finding out their names means 'mud' or 'frog' or something. They will surely get mad at you." "Oh no." he said in an exaggerated way. "Then I should choose good names for our sons." "You'd better." I murmured. "They deserve good names and a good father." He smiled again and stared back at me. "They already have both, Georgina. And the good part just came from you."

It’s embarrassing for me, I mean I would be lying if I say I didn’t like it but he has a proud smirk on his face whenever we walk out of somewhere after ‘doing the deed’ there. But luckily today wasn’t entirely bad, Elizabeth was sitting in front of me as we discussed baby names, it was exciting because we’ve been discussing baby names since middle school. But sadly we don’t like the baby names we used to like before. It surprising how our tastes change over time, mostly because you meet some stupid people who ruin names for you. Like Katrine is a good name, but she ruined it with her awful personality. “How about Isabella?” Elizabeth asked and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, “Beth, you

Dominic was wearing one of his semi-casual outfits of shirt and slacks and, like everything else he wore, he looked good in it. “Now you know it’s not,” I said. “So tell me. What are your suggestions?” “Hmmm,” Dominic said, thinking it over. “I think Kinnie and Dokie would be perfect names, don’t you think so?” I did think they were good names. Not too long, just short and sweet. “I love them.”