Novel & Cerita Jerk Guy Names

he jokes and the girl glares at him hard. "don't get me wrong....it's a pretty name for someone like you" he laughs heartily. The look on her face could make a thousand die of laughter... "But you don't look like your name!" he tells her. She stares at him confusedly... "How can one's name look like the person?" for the first time since he tried starting up a conversation, she finally spoke up normally... "you are supposed to be smiling all the time, portray your name in you...like me, my name is Derrick and I talk a lot, to help free out people's stress" he chuckles at his own words, finding it funny...

he divulged, "... remember that," She nodded, clutching her left wrist nervously. The others also started introducing themselves. The red guy was Finn, the indigo guy was called Drake, the yellow dude was called Jason, the green fellow was Kennedy, the orange guy was called Flame, and the purple-skinned man was called Storm. She internally sighed. She had to memorise their names as they wouldn't repeat them again. If they asked her to repeat their names and she failed, her rating would go down before she even started.

The newcomer was the most powerful gangster in Brownsville, Drake Hughes. He was big and tall, bearing a striking resemblance to a comedy character from an old movie. As a result, he had the nickname Big Silly Hughes when he first started out. However, as he continued to rise up the ranks, no one dared to mention that insulting nickname again.

The new guy scoffs at me. “I didn’t mean it like that, look it’s not just the hunters, she has rallied all those who are willing to gain any ranking other than the one they have”! I said glaring at the new guy who’s name I don’t know. “Jax, my name is Jax, goddess I can read you like a book, Mr I’m too cool for a shirt” Jax snorts. “I just got out of a hole of fucking water after being trapped in my own mind, so fucking sorry my abs offend you Mr Ego is my compensation” I snorted back.

A blonde-haired man stood there, his eyes the lightest shade of brown. “A breeder?” he questioned, and I cocked my brow at him. “I’m Danika.” “Oh. I’m sorry, I’m Jethro. But my friends call me Jet.” “The term you used earlier, ‘breeder,’ why did you call me that?” “Most humans at the pack are… breeders, so I’d assume you were one. I’m sorry.” “It’s fine.” I said. It seems Jet here was a werewolf, just like Rex.

I asked. “Jack?” He repeated his name with his widened smile, “He likes that,” he chuckled, which made me believe that the smile wasn't fake. “Who?” “My wolf. His name is Josh but I call him Jerk,” he introduced and I snickered. “Jerk?” He nodded. “He has been controlling my emotions a lot,” he said and I nodded with a smile. “What about your wolf?” He asked. I swallowed my saliva, we are digressing from the actual topic.

I don't want to be mistreated by them. "Think of me as a treat for you." I don't know how many times it was stupid, but I was so brave and challenged Edmund. After this, I will sell my kidneys. "Oh really? That's cool. I can treat you some time." I just smiled wickedly. Here it is, Emerald the dumb girl and getting more and more stupid because of being annoyed with her annoying boss, the boss who is acting lightheartedly. "Of course." "By the way. I don't know your name yet, and you seem less famous." This man is too honest. Damn it!

He stated with a frown on his face, I didn't respond to him. "If you don't want to talk then listen, I'm about to tell you some spicy story because you are Rhyker's lover." He leaned against the car with an arm resting on the headrest. What does he want to tell me? "My name is Felix Gaielia." He introduced himself. I widened my eyes and looked at his outfit that was fancy, he didn't look like the men that were escorting me, brutally. Why does every man look so fucking hot but inside they are disgusting and horrible? I'm glad Rhyker is fucking hot than them, I mean he should be ranked as the hottest guy in the world.

he mocked. The obvious nerd rolled his eyes, "Don't make me laugh. You're barely better than me. I'm also not sober, by the way," he straightened his spine, eyeing Kane for a second before examining the table for his next shot, "so you caught me at a wrong time." "What's your name anyway?" He met Kane's gaze for a second, pausing in his steps before he finally answered, "Jay." "Why d'you hesitate?" "Because my mother was a crackhead and decided to give me a girl name since she wanted a girl."

Frank said, rolling his eyes toward Seth. “You are an idiot if you think she should be here. She should go back home.” Seth said, sounding annoyed. “You keep talking like that and I am half tempted to think that you like her.” Another voice spoke. Jack Tessler. The Brick. He got his name because he was hard. Hitting him resulted in broken fingers, wrists, and hands. Which I have done a few times. Since I was the one who gave everyone their nicknames, I didn’t have one. Which I didn’t mind, since I wasn’t going to give myself one. I doubted any of them would give me one either.