Hermione Nickname Novels & Stories

"I like that, darling." "I know, right? Up here." Zoey gestured her right palm on which Mr. Hermes obligingly returned by hitting his palm onto Zoey's hand as well. "Alright! Yeah!" "How about Gummy Bear, Cookie Monster and Cinnamon Girl?" Mr. Hermes asked back excitedly. The old Chevalier's eyes were beaming in happiness while conversing with Zoey. "Woah. I like the Cinnamon Girl. It suits him." "Seriously, guys?" Dionysus exclaimed and saw his grandfather's nurses on the other table eating like them, now laughing because he was sure as hell they were listening at their table since a while ago. "How do you even know those nicknames, grandpa?"

- good thing he didn't use them. You can't be a bad girl/boy if you have a phobia - I fear NOTHING. You aren't bad unless you aren't scared to call He-who-must-not-be-named by his name. - ha Tom Riddle (without the Marvolo, I like defying him.) You aren't bad unless you have a code name. -I've been called Tink, Cece, Diary take your pick. You aren't bad unless if you wrote an autobiography, it would be a pretty epic one. -I'm calling mine, The Bad Girl Wears Pink [the story of Secret Nolan].

"I'm sorry, sweetie. It's something that Kool-Aid said. I've heard it before, but I can't remember when." I smiled at her and chuckled. She used the nickname I gave to the girl with the purple streak. Brilliant! "Sagacious Inquisitors. I've heard it before, in college." I shook my head, unsure of what to say. I got out of the car and hoped she would follow. Whatever she was looking for had her engrossed in her phone.

Harry had definitely distracted her from her focus just now! When he had asked her to call him by a sweet name, she had subconsciously thought of those intimate and romantic nicknames, such as “honey” and “munchkin”. Then, she misspoke and mixed up the terms “fighting” and “domestic abuse”. It was so embarrassing! Sienna sat in a chair, and she was finally able to calm down. Steps could be heard coming from the courtyard. Sienna thought a villager was here to deliver things to her again, but she discovered Julia and Flora had come when she lifted her eyes.

she asked, eyes shinning with curiousity "My mum's name is Nymeria and she is the Luna of our pack. My mum is a force to be reckoned with in the pack, She would actually give Margaret Thatcher a run for her money" I said and Hera laughed. "I can see you really love her" she said admiringly "yes I do...but..." remembering what Rudolph said about my birth is making me doubt her love for me though. She couldn't have loved me and kept such a secret from me.

said Lizzy. “Yes, she was. When she destroyed Lord Meozo, shortly after signing for The Northerners, Martha requested people to only refer to her by her nickname when talking about what happened to their relatives outside the school but by that point, everyone had been calling her like that for years, and most students didn’t even know or remember her actual name.” “People came after her anyway, after she destroyed Lord Meozo,” said Ralphonse.

So, really, only my dad calls me that. I’ve picked up plenty of nicknames along the way – Rocky, Storm, Spike, or just straight-up Rebel. Depends on the place, the mood, or how much trouble I stirred up. Let's see if I get any here. “Christina.” She shakes it with a warm smile. Cute. Sweet. Probably not as innocent as she looks. “Your name was something else before, right?” says the purple-haired girl. We’ve had classes together, but I still don’t know her name.

Nina was my nickname because they say my name is confusing to pronounce. And the thing is, I don't know someone in the book named Niñana. Lady Niñana Sotelo.

She straightened her stripped uniform skirt as she immediately grabbed her black flats and rushed out of the room. She hurried downstairs to the dining, her eyes scanning the boys seated. She grunted out in dissatisfaction as she headed out. "Luke!" Elena called out immediately she spotted him. She walked towards him. He was seated on her favourite chair at AMIGO garden. "Hey, Amigo princess," he called out on spotting her. He waved, his dark hair getting blown by the wind, moving with his hands. She rolled her eyes at the nickname. She was nicknamed 'Amigo Princess' since she could remember. Why? Cause ever since she was little she randomly got gifts from outsiders a lot. Thus, she was trea

Aaron had Pup in his arms now, who was silently watching the female Omega. " May I?" She asked as she stood in front of the crib, Irish nodded and followed her movements as she gingerly took her pup, Lia, in her as. A broken sob left her lips as she saw the pup, who had her eyes closed and pink lips pouted. Her entire face was red, maybe because she was crying a lot earlier. "She looks exactly like you, Sugarplum." She said, and Irish's breath hitched at the nickname. It was her childhood nickname that her mother used to call her so often. She didn't know that she missed being called that.