Jerk Guy Names Novels & Stories

two hot guys in less than twenty-four hours. “My name’s Jace,” he said, extending his hand for a handshake. I took it but was surprised by how cold his skin was. I quickly withdrew my hand and placed it on the table beside my drink. “Can I ask yours?” “I’m Hard Skull, it would seem.” I laughed clumsily at my joke, then frowned because I didn’t know if there was enough time to salvage me looking too giddy. “But usually, people call me Max.” Jace’s lips curled into a smile as he listened to my words, giving me the impression that I had managed to save myself.

I say with a smirk "Da. Grow big and strong" Misha says while puffing up his chest. Such a male. "What's his name?" Casey asks. Misha nods at me. "We decided to name him Jardani Michael Sokolov" I tell them proudly. I wonder if anyone will pick up on the name. Sure enough Link starts laughing earning confused looks from everyone.

I shrugged my shoulders; whatever, that shit burned like a mother-fucking bitch. "Who was that jackass you tried to decapitate Tommy Pitera?" "What the fuck do you do study the mob or some shit?" "Among other things." "To answer your question, pain in the ass, his name's James Foster." "Another one, what the fuck is up with these James guys and my ass?" "There's a difference. My little brother is a twenty-year-old kid who doesn't know his head from his ass. This asshole is a mean, vicious piece of shit."

I sighed. "I'm sorry ok-" "I said out!" he shouted. "What the hell, man! Who are you to shout at me?" I yelled. The guy arched his left eyebrow and looked at me like I'm an imbecile or whatever. "You don't know who I am?" he said and glared at me. "I'm just Drey Jackson Punder. Now if you may excuse me and my girlfriend." Drey Jackson Punder... Punder. Shoot, I'm dead.

"I'm Attracta and this is Dennis." "Nice to meet you guys." Jenifer said. "Your name is so unique." She cooed. "Thanks." "Dare." One of the guys introduced himself. "I'm Chukwuka. You can just call me Chuka." The other said. "Nice to meet you guys." "Do you guys come here often?" Claire asked. "No. Its our first time. We just resumed." "Oh, jambites." Dare chuckled and Chuka called the waiter over. "Jambites?" Dennis referred to the popular slang.

Oki commented with a smile. "And cute," Darrion added. Both wind let's then snickered and high-fived each other. "Ugi's nickname and mine are cute. Brownie and Cookie," Ruhan smiled nervously. Mac sulked a bit more. "Why can't we have nicknames like the top three? He calls Jai 'Thunder boy', Raka the "Windy boy", and Torfo the 'Fire boy'. I mean, Torfo's the most normal of us all!!"

He also has a scar running from his temples, across his eyes, and stopping close to his nose. The one on his right has shirt curls like mine but light-skinned. The third one is bald as well and light-skinned too. Fucking morons. "Names," I ordered. They shared looks. I raised a brow. The boys behind me cocked their guns, making the Jerkins flinch. "Co....Collins." The one at the right stuttered. "Jamal," the middle one said, making my heart react. "Hakeem." The last one said.

They called him Breed but it was a sign of respect, not disrespect. The name his mama gave him when he was born was Jericho Moon and he was the leader of The Tennessee Breeds MC. They were a group of misfits who had come together to form a family of sorts. They lived on the top of Tarron’s Ridge for a reason.

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.