Middle Names For Makenna Novels & Stories

I walk into the room Marcus looking up. "This is Gabriel" I nod and smile, he seems so much smaller than Luna. "What name did you decide on?". I look towards Marcus. "Luna, still undecided on the middle name" She nods and smiles. "Luna Grace, another middle name to think about". I smile, I like that. As of right now in a way, we are asking god for grace.

He nods along seems to agree with my name choices so I finish my list " that leaves are two daughters or as they call her here number three will be Skylar Jewel Dagon and number four my sweet little mini you is going to be name Piper Jasmine Dagon." Brian applauds like this was a show he loved, and I laugh and fake bow. We both laugh, and he says, " I love them there perfect. I did notice all the middle names start with a j though is there a reason?" I smile and say I don't know for the boys, but it just happened, so I wanted to continue it since there quintuplets my as well all have something alike all, and the names end in an r also." He stopped to think about that and smiled "your right t

“No. But yeah, I have nothing to confirm; I just wanted you guys to notice that I’m still here.” We stifled our laughter, as Emma ran her hand along Amanda’s back, pouting at her teasingly. “Who’s Miggy?” Mason asked. “His name’s not Miggy. He’s Miguel Dela Fuente,” Emma corrected. “Kourtney has Danny, Amanda has Miggy, I think it’s about time that you should be called Masey.” “Haha, funny,” I sarcastically said, and everyone burst into laughter. “You two be calling guys cringey pet names.” Emma sounded bitter, and I was guessing it was because she never had someone she could call weird names.

She had not let go of my hand since the birth, a loose hold, the kind that does not demand anything but refuses to be the one to let go first. "There is something else," I said. Harry looked at me. "A middle name," I said. "I have been thinking about it since the warehouse. Since the night I found the photograph on the bookshelf." "Jenny..." "Josephine Macbeth," I said. "Jo Mac. If she hates it when she is older, she can drop it. But I want her to have it." The room went completely still. Harry did not move. "Macbeth," he said.

“My father’s name was Michael. If it’s a boy I’d like that to be at least a middle name.” She looks guilty and confesses, “I might have promised Lola she can pick the baby’s middle name.” “That’s fine. He could be Michael something.” “I like Michael,” she concedes. “I also have other names in mind like Colton after my grandfather. I also like Connor, Lowell, and Alaric…” I nod. All of those seem good to me. “What about girl names?” “I was thinking Arianell, Tala, Zella,” she continues. “Or maybe we can name her after our moms – Agatha Helena or Helena Agatha. What do you think?”

Deana was just silent watching her two friends arguing. "Hey, who gave you that ridiculous name first? You boiled worm." Nara choked with saliva. He chose the name 'Meka' as a nickname for his best friend. Because the name 'Melky', when called 'Mel', sounds like a woman, Nara just casually called her from a combination of her full names. Melky Adika. But when he heard that he was called skinny, also a boiled worm, his emotions began to flare up again. Nara pursed her lips then walked forward about to punch before the laughter made her stop.

Ana and Kenny are from the same pack, and we picked up Mak along the way. Makawee is my other roommate, and is off on a scouting mission. She is a little weird and awkward, and we love her for it. She doesn't look like a scout, she looks more like she would fit in behind a computer working on something brainy but cool. She can also move so silently that she sneaks up on me all of the time and loves to jump scare us. My wolf, Sel, loves it and never tips me off when Mak is making her sneak attacks. Mak has different colors in her hair every month, and is covered in piercings and tattoos. While Ana is beautiful in a feminine way, Mak has more of the dark alternative beauty that turns heads.

Stanton cleared his throat, "do you have a name in mind?" I looked at Derek helplessly. I had no clue. Once again, he came to my rescue, "How about Kimberly? It's not quite as nice as Elizabeth, but I think it suits you." Kimberly. Hmm. It wasn't bad. I could see myself using that name. But I needed a middle and last name, too. "May I keep Anne as my middle name? It's a very common name." Stanton frowned, "It's not something we normally do, but if you changed the spelling to A-N-N, I think I could agree to that. And for the last name?"

, Annaliese completes. "How do you know my middle name?". "I told her", Marian answers. "Phoenix Alexander McQueen", Annaliese says and Kieran looks down at the baby. "Welcome to the Zenith Pack". The little boy smiles.

she replies dripping sensuality. It’s about twenty seconds before Madison answers. “Mak here.” “Hi, Mad, how’s it hangin’?” Her irritated sigh heightens the smile on my face. “Mad is worse than Madison and you know it. I need to start calling you Gom.” “You know I won’t call you Mak, so get over yourself,” I tease. Mak is a badass name for a badass woman who’s an ex-cop. I won’t deny that Kick-ass should be her middle name. Pushing her buttons is too much fun, though. “I’m cutting your tantrum short, sweet cheeks. I’m heading to the Lincoln and I’d like you to arrange some company.”