Nicknames For Luke Novels & Stories

I had no idea who the bad guy was but the person only cared to use him as a puppet. In that very moment an intrusive thought clouded my mind. Imagine I had our child and this same situation happened to Nicklaus, where he had do the unspeakable just to protect us. The feeling made me uncomfortable and I knew this silence had to end. It was killing me! “What’s your name?” I just realized I never cared to ask when he knew my name. It was rude of me so ask this late but I summoned courage to inquire. “Luke” A faint smile appeared on his face and I didn’t know why he was so happy to say his name until he spoke next.

I smirked, folding my arms. Well, well, look who got lucky. When they pulled apart they were both breathless. "What's your name, hon?" She said, grinning at him. Luke still looked winded and I was barely holding in my laughter. "Lucian. Are you Clark Kent?" he said, his eyes still wide. "I'll call you Luca. You have beautiful eyes too. I'll be your Clark Kent, though" she chuckled and kissed him again. "I don't mean to interrupt but we've got a mess to clean up" I said.

Love is not something you go out and look for, love finds you and when it does, it'll be the best thing that has ever happened to you. Chapter Seven N O E L "So, do you have a date for homecoming?" "Yea, Luke asked me out already," Liv answers, grinning from ear to ear. Yep, I finally found out his name was Luke and not Duke. It was really embarrassing coz I was busy calling him Duke and he wouldn't answer. I thought he was deaf.

He sighed again. "Five minutes." Luke cheered and ran back toward the training grounds. I watched him go. Luke. We rarely called him Lucian anymore. The name still belonged to him, of course, but Luke had become so natural that sometimes I forgot it had ever been anything else. Five years ago, he had been small enough to fit against my chest. Now, he was already trying to outrun his father's patience. I smiled. "He's growing too fast." Ronan came to stand beside me.

And even more, he was the father to their son. Harry's eyes lit up in pleasant surprise. "Sure, I'll think of a name." "Felix gave him a nickname—'Luke'." As Shirley said that, her smile became gentler. "Felix said he hoped that, like his own name, Luke would shine so brightly that no one would get the better of him." Harry was pleased upon noting the harmonious relationship Felix had with their son. With a faint smile, he started thinking of a name. After a long while, he asked, "Lucas Chase. What do you think?"

Francis asked, breaking the silence. "Now that you mention it, only Dad and you call him by that name. He would normally glare at anyone who called him that," Luke added. "Ah, that—" Aleah said and looked at Hunter. Yeah, icy Alpha. What's the big deal with your name? Aleah thought as she stared at him. Even his nickname is a mystery. She secretly sighed. "Don't you have classes?" Hunter suddenly asked her.

His masculine body moved closer to Luna, trying to intimidate her. “Do you know what Luton Lancaster means?” Nick began to show off to her. “Hmm, it means...” Luna began to think. A few seconds of silence. “Sure! I know it. Luton Lancaster, that’s your name! It means you have a great name.” Luna answered. Nick couldn't believe Luna's answer. "The Lancaster family is a top-notch family. Any socialite would want to marry into it, Luna! But this silly girl hears my name and stays indifferent!" Nick thought to himself.

After hearing another sound, Luke sighed frustratedly and kept his cell phone inside. “She is mine!” He groaned under his breath. ‘Is he talking about Lily?’ thought Luke baffled. “Please spare the steering wheel of my car.” said Luke nonchalantly. “Oh, sorry for that.” replied Nick in an embarrassed tone. “Always calm saint Nicholas Brown is losing his patience. Our soon to be Mrs. Brown must be the reason behind it” Luke said in a teasing tone. “Stop it, Luke. I am not in the mood” warned Nick coldly.

"Hey baby." Luke said into my ears. "What do you want,ass?" "Theresa Octavia Harvey, didn't I ask you not to swear?" Ivy smacked me. "Sorry Mom," I smiled at her. "Your real name is Theresa?" Luke said to me. "Shut up." I glared at him. "You guys look cute together," Scott said, making goo- goo eyes at me. "I know, right?" Luke agreed. "Theresa, Luke, your ship name could be Thuke." Ivy opined.

For a brief moment, I watched them from the doorway, my heart aching at the thought of the life they should have had—one free from the heavy burdens of royalty, training, and dangerous futures. But that wasn’t our reality. Not anymore. As I stepped into the room, they both looked up, their smiles wide, their faces lit with excitement. They had no idea what was coming. “Mommy, look!” Luke held up a small wooden wolf, his face beaming with pride. “I named him Silver, like the moon.” “That’s lovely, Luke,” I said, trying to force a smile. I sat down beside them, pulling them both into a tight hug, as if that could shield them from what was to come.