Nicknames For Caleb Novels & Stories

“I’m done with my first draft and will go through it in a day or two.” “That’s great news. And I just saw that the twins were giving you a hard time.” He chuckled as he pulled away and went to the fridge to get himself a drink. I groaned. “A very hard time. They seem to pick on each other a lot these days. Can you even believe that Cassie called Caleb Scarface and said that she got the name from the internet and it was a criminal with a scar that looks like Caleb’s?” “Oh my gosh,” he chuckled. “They are only turning 5!”

he asks, his voice low, almost disbelieving. I nod slowly, still trying to regulate my breathing, focusing on the name like it’s an anchor. “We decided to name him Caleb Ezekiel… after you, King, and Big King,” I whisper, the words calming me, just a little. Caleb’s face softens, the shock evident. He looks like he doesn’t know what to say, like the weight of it has hit him in a way he hadn’t expected.

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.

The wolf, as if understanding, ran over and jumped into Caleb’s arms and licked his face. Caleb broke into a big smile as he pet it. “Okay, okay, enough little fellow,” he said. “What shall we name her?” Caitlin asked. Caleb thought. “I don’t know,” he finally said. It suddenly came to her. The Rose and the Thorn. “Rose,” she said suddenly. “Let’s call her Rose.” Caleb looked at her, then nodded in approval. “Rose,” he said. “Yes, that is perfect.” As if responding to her new name, Rose ran back to Caitlin’s lap, and cuddled into her chest.

'Oh, hips don't lie…' I sang as I walked out of the elevator, tapping my side. 'Hey, rainbow girl,' I kept walking. As long as I wasn't wearing my rainbow hair dye, that form of address was a sacrilege. I really miss that hair, it made so much sense. I tried cutting my hair when I dyed it strawberry blonde, but thinking about my promise to Ursula halt that plan. Eventually, I gave up. 'Hey,' the other one said, touching my shoulder. I stopped and look over at him with a questioning brow. He removed his hand and smiled warmly. 'Hi, I'm Caleb and these are my brothers, Ray and Nicholas. We just wanted to talk to you.'

WYATT “Caleb?” I muttered, looking at Ivan in confusion. “How could it be given to him when he wasn’t even in the same year?” Ivan shrugged. “I’m confused too, man. Honestly, I didn’t pay much attention. I went to their graduation because my brother was a resource speaker or something. They called out a different name, but Caleb went to get it instead.” “I think his name was... Brad? I’m not sure, but it definitely started with a B.”

"It must have been about three years ago when he went to Faren to further his studies… "He even picked out a name for our lost baby—Cale. He said he hoped she'd return to us one day and live a life full of brilliance and light…" Camellia's phone slipped from her grasp, crashing to the floor. The screen shattered, forming a spider web of cracks. Cale? That was the nickname Andres had given their child after their first night together. He had held her tenderly afterward, murmuring the name as if it were a promise. Him and Valentina… had a child…

"You didn’t care. You never tried to find me." "That’s not true," Valen said, tears sliding down his face. "I love you. I think about you both every day of my life." Caleb stared at him. "She named me Caleb. She said it was your idea." He looked down at the photos again, then to Valen, who finally met his eyes. "I never thought I’d see you both again," Valen said, his voice breaking. "And the tattoo?" Caleb asked, breath shaky. "VIKKY?"

Caleb introduced himself as he extended a hand towards me and I gave it a firm shake. “Finally someone that understands basic etiquette. Do you know that this man claims to be my husband yet I don't know his name?” I complained to Caleb as I pointed at Owen and Caleb chuckled while Owen held the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Owen. My name is Owen.” He mumbled and I almost chuckled at how cute he looked right now. Messing with him can be so much fun sometimes. “Owen huh… it sounds lovely but Caleb sounds more attractive.” I teased as I smiled at Caleb and he chuckled while Owen looked like a grumpy child that couldn't get a candy out of the jar.

He asked, desperately. “Celestina.” I replied. They looked at me for a second before they looked at each other and then back at me. “Beautiful name.” “Pretty.” “Definitely suits you.” The three spoke simultaneously. “Thankyou once again. Yours?” I asked. “Oh yeah, I’m Caleb. The blonde one is Ares and the redhead is Apollo.” “So you’re the Captain of the Greenhouse huh?” I looked at Caleb who nodded. “Yep, the one and only handsome here.” He replied cheekily.