Jerk Guy Names Novels & Stories

The cute boy laughed at Mr Perfect's shocked expression. "Man, what did you do to piss her off?" He asked, slapping Mr Perfect on the shoulder. "All I did was tell her the time." Mr Perfect replied, sounding defensive. "You two are hilarious. I'm Jason by the way." He said. "I'm May." I introduced myself, ignoring Mr Perfect's stare. "And I'm Jet. May. That's a pretty name." Mr Perfect - Jet - said, smiling at me. I nodded. "Yeah. Cool."

"What other names do you have for your wieners?" "Knob goblin, anaconda, third leg, twig and berries," I said. "Willie, womb raider, Vlad the Impaler, silent flute," Thane added. "Tally whacker, wing wang, pole driver, Johnson, love pole," Tag said. Hollyn's mouth dropped open. "Is that all?" I snorted. "Trouser monkey, pocket rocket, schlong, trouser snake, sausage, man-meat." "Dong, Captain Winkie, frank and beans, torpedo, package." Thane smiled.

Immediately the jerk’s eyes were on me and he looked pissed. "You think something is funny, pup? Huh, do you?” he stood up and growled in a challenge. I looked at Orso who was smirking. He winked at me and I knew then he wasn’t going to punish me if I talked back to an Alpha. I smirked and looked back to the angry man who I learned was named Anders.

He admonished. I recognised him as one of the two white men that had come up here. Unlike the others, I'd been able to read his name tag in the harsh light. Jeremiah. It was a cute name for such a sexy guy. He had long, seductive fingers that I'd have imagined ramming in and out of me if he already wasn't doing it. His fingers slipped in and out of me, spreading inside and stretching my inner walls without mercy. "You've had your fun, big guy. Step aside and let me fill that ass!" Another man called.

It’s the man who was talking a while ago! “You’re the girl yesterday, right?” wait, what the fuck?! He’s the guy yesterday, “I’m impressed with you, being multilingual, but hey,” he smirked and leaned on me, “It’s rude to judge other people; I told you that, right?” “I’m not even judging you. I’m stating a fact.” My stubborn side started to kick in; this asshole is one of a kind jerk. I mean, I saw many jerks around the city, but this one is a double jerk.

"I am pretty sure you are just being biased." "I am not. Tell me something about you." Ricciardo asked him. "What do you want to know?" "Anything." "Well my full name is actually Jasper." "Jasper? Really. I never would have guessed." "Well growing up, I couldn't pronounce my full name no matter how hard I tried, I could only say Jax. So everyone just called me Jax." Jax explained. "Well I am gonna call you Jasper, you aren't the only one who can give nicknames." Ricciardo said. "Okay then Ricci. We have a deal."

First, we needed to get her home and safe. “Since when has that Asshat ever been helpful or given us any information?” I asked exasperated. The Alpha of the Margam territory, Jeremy Lewis was enough of a Bell end that he actually introduced himself the people as Alpha Jezz. Jezz? What the hell kind of grown man wants to be called the nickname he was clearly given by his high school rugby team?

"Lilith Rumero” Everything ground to a halt. Full stop. “Lilith?” Lilith laughed awkwardly. “That’s right. You can … um. You can save the jokes.” She tucked her golden curls behind her ears, bright eyes darting around the auditorium. “I’ve heard them all.” Lorenzo didn’t get this far on his own believing in coincidences. And that surname was far too uncommon. The only other person he had ever met named Rumero was the asshole who had tried to take everything from him.

"You my big brother, Stu? Always watching?" "No, uh." He flushes. Poor guy. He's obviously into me but trying to stay professional. Which is more than I've done with Jackson. "Just trying to show you the ropes. I feel responsible, cause I got you hired." You hired my boobs, My snark self rears her head. My brains are just along for the ride. "I know Jackson King is a big name, but he's not a nice guy. Kinda a jerk, actually. He's got a reputation around here for being a royal dick. The Ladies always fall for him." Stu say.

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.