Names With Z Novels & Stories

* Underneath it, in smaller letters, I added her name. Zara.

Now and then, the ultrasound result would get passed on from one table to another, a few already suggesting names. "I want her to be Autumn," Kamila suggested from the Henderson's table. "Why does it have to be A? How about Harper!" Maxine, one of Wendell's daughters, said. "What about a strong name like Maeve," Reese proposed. Next to Lily and Lucas, Amara proposed, "Zhuri means love and beautiful." "Oh, boy," Lily said under her breath. "It's going to be hard to choose a name. We are going to break some hearts here."

I glared at him, lifting my hand to show him I was serious. He quickly spoke up. "My name is Zain. Zain Ahmed." He smiled at me, taking a few steps closer to me. I raised an eyebrow at him. "And how do I know you?" I asked. He stopped walking towards me, at a few meters away when he realized that I didn't appreciate the closeness.

I felt like the taste of his name changed on my lips, it almost felt as if I was worshiping the goddess when I said it. “Zane?” He looked over at me softly, more soft than he has ever been, “Yes, baby?” he asked and my heart did a backflip. He did not just call me baby! Oh I could give anything to hear it again! “Does your cock fits inside of other girls?” I asked him seriously, and the question made me a bit bitter because of the fact that he has been with so many girl and is so experienced. Whereas I haven’t even kissed anyone yet!

Johnny’s cousin Z? “Of course for my cousin.” “Is it really for me or for your fiance?” “Both,” Z said, laughing until he looked at me. “Who is she?” “Oh, this? She’s a friend and my favorite makeup artist, Diana Rose, but you can call her Diana.” “Diana? Sounds familiar,” Z commented, then extended his hand in front of me. “By the way, I’m Zennie, but you can just call me Z.” Zennie? The name also sounds familiar.

ZION "Zion, for fucks sakes. Can't you keep your hands to yourself," Kendra fumed as she swatted my fingers away from her, "Didn't your mama teach you not to mess with a black girl's weave!" The scowl on her face amused me as well the red weave she decided to get during the weekend.

He raised his finger, pointing at him as he spoke. "N-name?" Joshua said very quietly, causing Zane to narrow his eyes at him and tilt his head slightly. He stuttered?.... "My name is Zane... I take it your name is Joshua?" Zane said, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees. Joshua slowly shook his head yes, biting his lip as he looked at him.

I greet. They all immediately fixed their appearance and turned toward us. "Hey boys" One of them winked. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and just got to the point "Where are Zebra and his friends?" I asked. All their impressions change to...something different. "Who's Zebra?" One of the girls asked and Ken snorted. "He means Zach. Zach Andrews" Ken corrects. So that's his name. I knew that his name wasn't Zebra. What type of parents will name their child Zebra.

So if it’s a pet name he wants, a pet name he’d get. I rubbed my temple thinking of something. “Zozo.” I announced. He frowned. “Zo…what the hell is that?” “It’s the last syllable of your name. I added another ‘Zo.’ It’s cute, right?” “No. It’s like what you’d call a dog. I wasn’t saying you should give me animal names. I meant…like how I call you Reina, you know…think of something sweet for me.” I crossed my arms. “I think Zozo’s sweet.”

No one pronounces the G letter when saying his name “ Yup, it's silent. Like saying Ah- An. You know my name, I don't know yours. I should have asked, forgive me.” “ It's fine, the name is Zoa” Not a nickname of any sort. Not Zoe or Zoey just Zoa. A lot of people have gotten my name mistaken or assumed it was a nickname. I don't know why my parents named me Zoa, but they promised to tell me when I become a legalized adult. Knowing those two, it must be one heck of a story. “ Zoa sounds classy somehow.” He commented or rather, complimented. “ Thanks?”