Mica Nickname Novels & Stories

He is looking like a Greek God who came straight out of heaven. "Why so angry Dami? You need to relax a little" Mia said and slowly walked towards him. She used his nickname to remind him that she is his childhood friend. Only she calls him Dami. He used to like her nickname when they were kids. But as they grow up, that name sounded childish. So she asked her never to call him that. And more over his late mother never liked that name either. Damien looked at her with anger and irritation.

He even dared to threaten her? Mika scoffed. This was unbelievable! “ Everything.. Everything is happening because of that.. that bitch! This is all your fault Haven!” She screamed once more, pulling another chunk of her hair. Haven! Haven!! Haven!!! That was the only name Mika always heard while growing up. Haven was everyone's favorite. Every member of this stupid pack loved and doted on her. Mika didn’t even know what was so special about her. Was it because she was an Alpha's daughter? Was it because she was beautiful or was it because she was strong? What was freaking special about her?

Dinner with the family, take two. “Grab us a beer, Minnie Mouse,” her brother, Frankie, called as Mia walked into her parents’ house and past the lounge room. “Are your arms painted on?” she called back. Minnie Mouse. Ugh. How she hated that nickname but there was little she could do to change it. Frankie had christened her with the moniker when she was just a baby. She was small, a girl, and, according to Frankie, squeaked like a mouse all the time. Even as an adult, she couldn’t shrug off the name. She was still small—barely five foot to her brothers’ six foot plus frames—still a girl, last time she checked, and Frankie still thought her voice was reminiscent of the famous cartoon characte

The top winner wiped his sweat with the towel his assistant had brought him. "Yeah, obviously I know that, Raka! It sucks," Mac hugged his spear and pouted. Mugen crawled near. "If it makes you feel better, he calls me with fruit name as well." "But he only calls you 'Grape'. Not 'Peachy'. I have the worst nickname among all of us," Mac complained. "He calls me 'Big Bear'. I'm not that big..." Bara said. "That's actually pretty cool," Oki commented with a smile.

Everyone present nodded at her words. After a few seconds of silence, there was a secret exchange of glances between Kat and Mia before they both simultaneously jumped at Scarlett, minding her weak body, they only lightly hugged her. "Happy birthday our cute little chipmunk!" She was seriously like a chipmunk. Scarlett laughed along with her. Every year, they would a different nickname to greet the person happy birthday with. It was like a tradition between the three of them. Last year, Mia's nickname was butter and Kat's was cotton candy.

“I don’t have superpowers, tesoro. You wear your thoughts pretty openly. You looked sad. Although I can never understand why you feel so much for my late wife.” A deep sadness filled her and she felt tears stinging her eyes. “It’s just that…” Michaela closed her eyes and slightly shook her head. “Don’t keep this in, Misha… Talk to me…” The nickname he just gave her, the tone of his voice, made Michaela feel all warm and tingly inside… It was the first time in a long time when someone was calling her that… Anne Marie used to call her like that… To her sister, Michaela always sounded so… serious.

She needed to fight it. "She's your sister?" Khalid asked as he reached for his tobacco pipe and Mica didn't need anyone to tell the question was being referred to her. "Yes, Master", she replied quickly, her eyes bowing to him. "Name?" "Octavia", "Octavia", he mumbled and smoked from his pipe. "What's she doing here?" He continued. "She um...." Mica paused and glanced behind at her sister, then back at the master. "She wants to be a part of the family, master", she added.

Makaila cooed, a tired smile spread across her lips. "Just like you." I smiled at Makaila. I bent and kissed our baby on her forehead. She suddenly stirred and opened her eyes. They were bright and blue, crystal clear like the oceans, just like mine. She also had brunette hair just like mine but she definitely had her mum's beauty. She gave me a crooked smile and my heart swelled in my chest. "What do we name her?" Makaila asked. "Sierra." I quickly said. "How about Crystal?" Makaila argued with me.

he spoke in a low and subdued voice. "Oh." I nodded my head because I totally understood his frustration. As I was mulling over it, I was suddenly confused. "Wait... Mikasa? Now who's she?!" I all but exclaimed, getting strange looks from my colleagues. Shivaay slapped my arm lightly, looking at me frantically. "Keep it a notch down, will you, VVJ?" He gritted and I smirked. "I didn't know Emika's name before today so I named her Mikasa. In my mind, of course. I don't like the 'That Lipstick Girl' insult."

And a voice whispered in my head, “The world will soon know our name, Luna Wicken, and they will learn to fear it.” The storm was coming, and I would be its eye.