Lamar Jackson Fantasy Names Funny Novels & Stories

“This is amazing, by the way.” “Well, I am trying to impress you.” Emma grinned. “I think it might be working.” He flashed that grin that made her knees go weak, and suddenly she remembered she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her legs rubbed together and she tried to take a sip of champagne to distract herself. “So, tell me Mr. Weathers, what do you like to do for fun?” she asked him. “Please, call me Jackson.” He took a sip of champagne. “I like to race cars, I like to travel, and I enjoy trying new things.”

Liam replied. "I'm sure I will get myself knocked out. And thank you for this suite, Liam. Let's drink then I will fill your asshole with my dick and finger." Jackson said laughing out. Naughty rich kid.

"What is that phrase supposed to mean?" Jackson scoffs loudly, his face turning red. "Just meaningless stray rambling. Let's get our boots out of here!" As Liam passes my shoulder, he struts as arrogantly as possible and says, "Hey, freeloader, my wolf does have my lights on, thank you very much! My monthly keep electricity bill is clear proof of that fact!" "Liam, let's just go!" Jackson calls out, his face turning bright red with intense embarrassment. Having such an uncultured, dumb sidekick was truly embarrassing for his pack's name.

Lydia stared at me for a moment before letting out a long sigh. “You’re unbelievable, but what if something happens." she muttered. “Lydia, stop thinking like that,” I said, shaking my head. “I don’t know,” she replied with a suspicious look. “I’m just saying… the guy sounds like some rich hotshot. What’s his name again?” “Jack,” I answered, almost bursting into laughter. “See? Even the name sounds dangerous,” Lydia said dramatically. “What if Jack spreads your legs and eat you alive. It’s been a long time since you got a proper...”

"Honey, I hate to break it to you, but that cactus was plastic." As we all dissolved into laughter, I felt a wave of love and gratitude wash over me. These people - my fiancé, my best friend, our... well, whatever Taylor was to us now - they were my family. And soon, we'd be adding one more to our crazy little clan. "So," Cathy said, leaning forward conspiratorially, "have you thought about names yet? Because I've got a few suggestions. How about 'Vin' for a boy, after Vin Diesel? Or 'Ferrari' for a girl?"

one guy said from the back. "My name's Jackson. What's yours?" The Jackson guy said to put his hands around Justin's neck. They tinted their hair to fit in and not stand out, but here they are the central attraction. They never even thought of a name either. "The name's Damon," Justin quickly said, after thinking of a name that would fit his dress. "What's your friend's name?" He asked Justin. "He's a morsel," Justin said immediately before detective Joe could say the name he thought of, and everyone erupted in laughter.

“Right. Yeah, he’s mentioned him. He always calls him Jax though. Didn’t ring a bell right away.” I roll my eyes. “He’s watched Sons of Anarchy way too many times. Jackson is named after our grandfather, who never went by Jax. Well, never according to my grandma, that is.” Archer smiles. “How old is he now?” “He just turned three. He’s so flipping cute. Hopefully he stays that way and isn’t overly influenced by his uncles.” “At least he has a good aunt.” It’s my turn to smile. “I try. So…do you like Indy?”

Liana looked like a lost deer. "Or you want us to chat a bit about how many children we would have and their names. I think for our firstborn, it should be James if male and Jasmine if female. You can decide the rest." Blake continued his trouble-making. Mariya's face turned red, she felt second-hand embarrassment for her boss who was still trying to keep a straight face but her ears betrayed her. Liana's ears had become red. "Ah, so cute like a rabbit. I think I should call you Sexy Rabbit. You can call me, Hot Carrot. How does that sound?"

“How about ‘Dom’ for short? It’s not the best name I can think up, but it’s something that’s similar to what you want.” “I personally think ‘My Dominant’ is better, but I’m fine with that.” “Okay. Dom it is then.” “Alright.” “Well goodnight Dom, I look forward to seeing you again.” I smile. “Trust me, you will.” Dom cracks a smile. “Goodnight Lily.” With that, he goes quiet. No other noise except the rain from outside. “He’s quite the character Jackson, but I like him.” I say to him. Jackson doesn’t say anything or lift his head, he only makes a quiet but cute moaning noise.

Jackson and his cousins were an eccentric bunch, but I couldn't deny their genuine affection for each other. With a sly grin, Jackson turned to me. "Hello there, Tarzan, want to join in on the hug? There's room for you too," he taunted. His playful nickname was a reference to my hair, a constant attempt to get under my skin. Someday, I might just forget the fact that he was my beta and best friend and give him a piece of my mind. With a few punches to that mouth of his.