Little Nicknames Novels & Stories

Then he picked up the ticket and shook it, "So, let's go, Miss Rough!" "..." Elizabeth just couldn't stand it and said while following him, "Can you stop giving me the nicknames so casually?" It's fine to be called Little Intern. But now he called her Little Bunny, or sometimes Miss Rough. Did he ever think about how she felt? "Do I give you nickname casually? It's obvious that I'm serious, isn't it? Which one is inappropriate for you? Besides, you know they are just nicknames. They can help us get closer to each other."

“I bet you wouldn’t be able to come up with one anyway,” “How about nugget?” I giggle. Okay, it’s officially a waste to fear John. “That’s actually kinda cute,” John looks sour. “Shrimp then?” “Overused,” I reply. “Try harder,” “Short stuff?” Smiling, I shake my head. “All those nicknames are cute and kinda fitting since I’m short,” “How about Marina the great?” Embarrassment finds my cheek, and I freeze, eyes caught on the angel who studies me briefly before his lips turn grim.

but there might be others with that pet name. Something unique... something only I call her... Her voice made him snap out of his thoughts. "I am not thinking about Emma," he turned and lied on his back, facing her. "I was thinking of your name... Anikó... It is not a very common name, is it?" he asked. Since she calls him using his middle name, he can call her with her middle name too. He probably could use the variations of Anikó like Panni... But... He wanted her name to be starting with 'J' like his. He liked the nickname others gave him - 'TJ'. Triple Jay... she could be the first J in triple J – Jerlina's JJ... Isn't that amazing? But Jacques Is a little long.

Within a minute, he was out of the conference hall to be back in his office, which was just adjacent to it. He quickly opened the message box of his latest iphone and read the message sent by Nick once again....it was just one sentence " Zie, we got something...call me once you get free" Nick was a childhood friend of Zieve...his real name was Nicholas Jayden...but he preferred himself being called Nick or Nick Jay.

My social skills were really bad but I was really trying my best with him, since he was my mate’s best friend. “Alright, alright but we both must go out together. Really wanna get to know you, Celly.” he said, giving me a nickname. Maliah was the first person to ever give me a good nick name. Through my stay in my pack, I had several nicknames. It was just that they were all too bad. Slut, whore, hateful bitch, murder and conniving wolf. Having Caleb give me a new nickname, made a part of my heart flutter. I felt appreciated and loved.

Vincent, who was sitting in the cart, continuously observed Larrisa's expression. When he saw that Larrisa nodded her head, he immediately picked up two boxes without any hesitation. He explained, "One box is for me and the other is for Nicky." Nicky was Vincent's nickname for Nicholas. "I want Coke as well!" Vincent stared at Larrisa with puppy-dog eyes. When he saw that Larrisa didn't nod her head, he could only put the Coke back onto the shelf. "What do you feel like eating, Nicholas?" Larissa asked.

" It was the first time Lana and Nicholas had such a peaceful conversation. However, Lana wasn't happy about it. She would have gotten someone else to treat Mandy if she could. But, there wasn't anyone as skilled as her mentor. Nicholas could see that Lana was upset. "What's wrong? You can tell me. Even if I can't be of much help, I can at least lend you my ear. You might feel better after you tell someone." "Forget it. I'll never tell a blabbermouth like you." Nicholas had a nickname given to him by the other apprentices, which was "Blabbermouth Nick". Anything he overheard would be made known to everyone else the next day. Nicholas clicked his tongue and said, "Others wish they could get t

Chance motioned for me to walk, striding casually next to me, guiding me towards the fancy glass building. “I noticed Noona called you Lilly,” he commented. “You prefer Lilly to Lilly?” Glancing sideways, I answered. “My friends always said my name was a mouthful,” I admitted. “So they shortened it to Lilly. I guess it didn’t help that I love gems. So it stuck.” “I like it. Lilly,” he replied simply, repeating my nickname as if he was testing it, then added, “You said you had questions before we got sidetracked in my office.”

The newcomer was the most powerful gangster in Brownsville, Drake Hughes. He was big and tall, bearing a striking resemblance to a comedy character from an old movie. As a result, he had the nickname Big Silly Hughes when he first started out. However, as he continued to rise up the ranks, no one dared to mention that insulting nickname again.

I began, my voice barely a whisper, "I was thinking... 'Hero' is, you know, a bit... grand." I looked down at my hands, twisting them in my lap. It felt silly to be so nervous. "I was thinking... maybe something simpler. Maybe just... 'H'?” My inner wolf let out a dramatic sigh. 'H'? Really, Zara? 'H'? That's the best you've got? We could have gone with 'Sparky ted', or 'Golden hottie', or even 'Sunshine'! 'H' sounds like a letter grade, not a nickname. What are we, in some old-fashioned novel?'