Jerk Guy Names Novels & Stories

“There is a man who claims to be a friend of yours here to collect something. Should we show him to the backroom?” The backroom was a place for secret dealings. Those who worked for Jericho knew better than to question his business. He went by many names and was famous for many reasons in this industry. For those sluts in his invitation-only VVIP BDSM club, he was a very popular bottom dom. Drinkers who liked his rip-off prices and prime security called him Mama Jerry. However, his bouncers and customers in Dawn’s line of work knew that he was also known as JJ, the informant who drowned his enemies with honey.

“What did you say the middle-aged man’s name was?” “Javier! Javier Kersey!” ‘F*ck!’

Her voice came again but I ignored, getting back to my work. Jace and Roman came in with Roman walking with a crutches. “ Is that an improvement??” I asked with a slight smile and he frowned. “ Just didn't feel like wheeling myself around today. Don't add meaning” Roman said sitting by my side, while dropping the crutches next to me. “ So Lucas sent the nickname…the appropriate ones he could come up with” Jace mumbled “ Okay” Roman and I said at once. “ So..we have RALJ…ARLJ…and JARL which I think sounds nice and great” Jace mumbled with a smile.

I accepted his hand. A smile formed on his face. “You are welcome, buddy. I'm Jayden, but they call me god of the jungle here.” He said. “Now I see why I liked you at first sight; our names both start with the letter J.” He smiled. “I just hope yours doesn't stand for jail like my own, because the time I spent in jail is much compared to the one I spent free.” He added. My mouth opened widely, but no words came out of it.

Now, she kind of wished that he’d been an asshole about it, and told her to find her own goddamn way to his place. “What?” Annie said. “Come on,” Sarah said. “Don’t give Jax a hard time, OK?” “What the hell kind of a name is ‘Jax’ anyway?” Annie asked. “I don’t know,” Sarah muttered. “Maybe short for Jackson?” “But then wouldn’t he be ‘Jack’?” “I don’t know.” “You don’t know much about this guy, do you?” Annie shook her head. “Come on, Sarah… you sure you want anything to do with anyone from that shithole?”

“George is the name. And I'm two and seven inches. As at when I last checked.” “What do you mean by that? You think that rubbish between your legs will grow any longer?” Anna scolded him with a scornful smirk and he shrank back into his seat. George was the guy who mistakenly called Anna, miss instead of madam earlier. “Next person!” Anna shouted. “My name is Adam, madam. And, I'm three and a quarter inches.” “Michael. Three and four inches” “I'm Jeremiah. Jerry for short and I'm two and six inches”

Besides, he already proved to Chris that Sodon is telling the truth. Not saying anything, he stood up and left Chris on the couch. “So, what’s your real name?” Jeremy stopped walking. His lips suddenly felt dry. “Is revealing your real name that hard to do?” “H..Heron. Heron Arth is my real name.” Jeremy said and then he turned his back and walked to the couch again. “Heron??” Chris is trying hard to remember when and where he has already heard that name before. As soon as Jeremy sat on the couch, he leaned forward and intently faced Chris. “That name sounds familiar, right?”

Inka's Point of View What's with all of these guys and their nicknames. Like seriously! Prodigy? Alpha? Gentleman? Berserker? Maybe they have some group? A pop star group? "What's with the nickname? I heard Read was called the Berserker." I said as I chopped some onions and garlic. "You don't know?" Joshua said as he took the last bite of his apple "Know what?" I asked and looked at him. He was just looking at me intently, like reading me. His eyes showed confusion then it became cold as he smiled a little.

“Really? You can pronounce their names?” “Well, no. But I’ve done close approximations for them.” He handed his notebook over to me. There were rough sketches of the Masters with names next to each. Comfort, Unscathed, Dark Melody, Skull Face, Cheeser, Manly, Killdozer, Gamba and Bisquik. You had to hand it to Maurice, he put the time in. “Nice. I thought his Dad sounded more like Biscuit.” I handed the notebook back.

hell I thought Derek's is the hottest vampire but this one is fire ,he smile cutely showing off his dimple. "oh sorry am Jericho by the way " he said calmly and i frown " I don't give a damn about your stupid name "I growl expecting him to flinch but rather he chuckled and walked close to me ,he placed his palm on the wounded tree which I had punch .