Jerk Guy Names Novels & Stories

"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.

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.

Greg was immediately taken aback. "I don't need to get rest. I can't just get rest! I can't be bothered anymore! Fuck him! I need to clear my name right away. Because of that stupid jerk gay Caruss, I was being inadvertently involute! What the fuck!" Greg was distressed by a howl since he was being drowned by liquours.

he said to her. “I know nothing about what my sister is doing…” Hurai replied, taking some additional steps away from him the second she noticed that the young man in front of her was slowly closing the distance between them. “I know. It's even more shocking that you don’t seem to care. My name is Jeriiah by the way…I’m the guy everyone goes to for information. Hunkara is bigger but I’m cheaper.,” he said with an even more crooked smile on his face staring even more intensely at her face than before.

He certainly acts like one, especially the younger, blue-blooded ones. “Jaeger,” he suddenly says, wiping the cocky smile from his face as he holds out his hand. “Figured if we’re going to be neighbors, we might as well know each other’s names.” “Your name is Jaeger?” I ask, raising my eyebrow. “That sounds—” “German, and yes, that’s my name, but you can call me Jay if it sounds too weird,” he says. Now I know why he has a slight accent. I can’t help but laugh at the fact that he calls himself Jay. Wouldn’t the correct term be ‘yay’ if he were to have a nickname?

He asked me. I looked at him with narrowed eyes. “Why’d you ask?” I asked him back to which he just shrugged. “I don’t know, Ashejan, but, as a jerk, myself, I think he’s also one.” I froze when I heard what he just said. Did he just call Knight a jerk? That’s a first! Jericho called him a dork before and I felt really annoyed at the way he called him. Jerk is an even heavier word but why don’t I feel like wanting to punch Chadwick right now?

"What can I say? She’s got me whipped." Knox let out a low laugh and shook his head. "Well, your girl is free to do whatever she wants back here. What’s your name, pretty?" "Jenna," I said, stepping fully behind the counter and sliding my jacket off. "Alright, Jenna. Welcome to the pit," Knox said, tossing a clean rag onto the wood next to me. "If you really know how to mix, the people drink vodka-cranberries, bourbon on the rocks, and whatever beer is in those tubs. Keep the line moving."

his voice rose with each thing he listed out “Whoa, whoa calm down” I told him “Why do you have such a problem with Jere?, You haven't even spoken to him before” I asked “Is that his name?” he asked “Yes Jeremy is his name” I said “So you both have Nicknames for each other?” he asked squeezing his face like he was irritated “It is literally his name” I laughed “I can't fucking stand him, he walks around like he owns the place and you refused to tell me who the hell he is to you” he said