Hot Guy Names Novels & Stories

“I swear to the goddess, do not ask him to call you any of those things. Aide, I can cope with, but I hear you call him any of those and I will be sick. I don’t know if you guys want to go down that route eventually now we are mates, that is up to you but names like that, no. Just no.” I start laughing, and so does Cayden. “Aww, were you wanting those names for yourself Jax?” he released me from his grip, and looked at me as I stood up, wiggling his brows suggestively. “ Jax the Love-Bug? Hmm, not sure that works. He is most definitely not a cutie, so we can lose that.” I am struggling to contain the laughter now, as Cayden continues. “Alpha Hot-Stuff… mmm, that sounds pretty good, do you l

Huff. "So, do you have a name or something?" He asked with a teasing smile finishing the pizza and I watched his Adam's apple bob up and down. Gosh, everything he did was so graceful and hot. "Riley, Riley Miller, what is your's roomie?" I asked him with a grin, I hope we could be great friends, we would have so much fun. "Hunter Knight" Dang it even his name was hot. "Is there something about you that isn't hot" I blurted out before I could stop myself, and fucking hell. THE FUCK DID I HAVE TO SAY THAT ALOUD???

I asked as he began to walk. Gregory turned back, leaning over to me, "My name is G-4ce." The rest of the school day is a total loss for me. I just sit and think of a hacker name. Ric-man. That sounds like a superhero who got kicked out of the Fantastic 5, and then they became the Fantastic 4. Ricarian. No, it will sound like I'm a hacker monk. Maybe I should take something that has nothing to do with my name. Smash. Master. Destroyer. I kind of like that one and underline it bold in the back of my diary. Jackal. Intruder. Shadow.

“And you know this dating thing, most people are not looking for a serious relationship, right?” “I know, and I’m not looking for a relationship either.” “You are a big girl, Are, but make sure if you’ll go out on a date he’s hotter than your jerk ex. So, who is this guy?” “Um, his username is hotsome,” I answered reluctantly, grinning.

I smiled. The spiked brown hair guy with the pierced ears was the next one to shake my hand. He told me his name was Mikey, again I stared at his perfect chiselled face, like why was all of Mitch's friends so hot? I already looked like Shrek compared to Cassie and Cherry, now I had to look like the Predator against these three stupidly hot people.

"She is making it seem like I force myself on her." "Of course, you did, she went for someone else and you swindled her into renting you." "Jayden shut up" "Fine bully" "My names are getting many." Jayden looks at him. "Yes, everyone keeps calling me one name or the other of the things they noticed about me." "What other names have been added? Apart from gay, loony; asshole; weirdo; insolent; hooligan; bully; cold man, ice man..." "Kisser! Chaser!"

Arum said while munching on her siomay. “Huh? GGS? Handsome Werewolves?” I snickered, trying not to laugh. Arum glared and leaned closer. “Shhh! Don’t let them hear you! GGS stands for Garuda Steel Gang, not some soap opera. You need to memorize each of them. That guy sitting at the end? That’s Rocky. Everyone calls him Iky. Sure, he’s got a cute smile, but his mouth? Super annoying!”

She asked, leaning into her hip. Tatto guy smiled. "So it wasn't you, danger?" She smirked at Hulk guy. "The name is Henry." He returned her smirk. "Henry danger," she snorted. "Nice. What about you, perv? Oh wait, let me guess." She turned to tatto guy. She appeared to be thoughtful. In that brief moment, she spotted the head of a pocket knife peering from his side pockets. "I don't do names. Are you a hooker?" He interrupted her thought process.

“The biker guy. What’s his name? Is he single? Does he have a brother? Or a cousin? Or a heartbeat?” ‎ ‎“I don’t know his name,” I said automatically. ‎ ‎I did know it. ‎Zayden. ‎ ‎And it tasted weirdly… dangerous… saying it in my head. ‎ ‎“Well whoever he is,” Nina continued dramatically, “I’d like to thank him for punching your ex in the jaw. Men like that should be knighted.” ‎ ‎“Right?” another stylist chimed in. “And that jawline? Jesus. He could lead a revolution with that face.”

The fish-lip dude glares at both of us. “Great,” I sigh, pretending to concede. “Let’s make it easy. I’ll assign nicknames.” I study them thoughtfully. “Okay … Big Guy is definitely a Tony.” His jaw tightens. “And you,” I look at the guppy, lowering my voice like we’re sharing a secret, “you look like you were almost named something intimidating, but your mom still calls you by your full name when she’s mad.” He looks at me before he can stop himself. Hook.