Nicknames To Call Your Gf Novels & Stories

They were already grouped in the corner of the battle stage. Gill's sharp eyes immediate recognized me approaching them. She greeted me with a big hug. I did the same to her. "Nikiiiiiii!!!!!" she called out my name in a long manner. I chuckled softly, realizing that she picked up this nickname from Ron. Is he spreading around that my nickname is Niki? I glanced at him who happens to be beside Gill's mate. I gave Calvin a small smile. "You call me Niki now?" I chuckled softly. She nodded her head like a kid. I pat her head softly. I'm so happy to see my best friend again. She looks more beautiful now that she's with Calvin.

“We didn’t have time to work on nicknames. So I went for that. Could try something else if you like? Love? If I am being classic. Or Darling. Pumpkin? Pookie?” I was smiling even more now as I moved toward the refridgerator. “I think I am good with Zee, or Zaine.” I told her. “Aww you are such a spoilt sport!” She came up behind me, gently poking me in the side. “Oohhh, what about Stud Muffin!” She exclaimed with a giggle, like she actually thought that was a good idea. Whatever it was, she sounded like she was enjoying herself. I simply shook my head, giving her a look of despair. I swear she called me that, and I would send her home. “Fine. Grumpy. Honey Bun? Babe? Or should I just call yo

"You’re not allowed to call me that." "Why?" "No reason. It's just that it’s my Grandma's nickname for me." "What should I call you then? My wife? Madam?" "Sophia Buck. That’s my name." "Who calls their wife by their full name?" "Call me Soph then." Elliot said coldly, "Do you want me to be like Daniel?" "Don't be so annoying. I’ll only let you call me Sophy in front of my grandma.” Elliot propped his chin on his hand lazily, "Then how about I call you Dr. Sophia?"

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."

I hated the fact that I was posing as someone and i also feared the presence of the real Mr Gonzalez. "Well what do you have for me Miss" "Katie, but you can call me K.K for short. That's my nickname... I know it's short right? I tried many other names but it seems this is the best I could come up with but if you don't like it I'll change it" I loved the fact that she completed my roles for me and it's quite obvious that she's definitely falling head over heels for whoever this guy is. "It's a great name." I uttered in a mild tone.

How can I let her go when my precious phone almost broke because of this moron. "KFC, move." she was annoyed but what the hell she called me. "KFC?" I was bewildered at the nickname she chose for me. Pausing for a bit I questioned, "Do I look like a chicken to you?" "No." "Then why the hell did you call me KFC?" "K for Kiaan." "C for Chauhan." She stopped after leaving F. "And F for?" I raised my brows and was curious to know. She gestured me to come near her while I got alarmed thinking this crazy girl can do anything.

"Ha, ha, ha... Are you daft or what? Fine, when we're alone you can do so. But if someone else is present, you will call me Gil. Agreed?" "We shouldn't call you that. Members of the rival pack might recognise you," Oto chimes in. "That's true, Oto. Well then, you shall call me... um... hee hee hee... my girlfriend!" "My girlfriend?"

Yet, according to research, the short girl looks younger. "Gerald dear, let me call dear," I resented Gerald because he was deliberately sulking. I no longer call demonic when my boyfriend is called demonic, don't want to go out with a demonic. "Why is it short?" Damn it. "Change it. The nickname is not elite, really 'short,' instead of being like a panda or a bear or my boy-my girl to make it romantic." "No, that's right," huh, it's just a matter of calling, but it doesn't matter, let us always be our relationship anyway.

He said, laughing. “Yes, that’s what they call me. You know, it has its own secret code. When I put ‘Ginger’ at the end of a letter, it means I’m safe. If I put ‘Gianna’, they’ll know I ain’t safe. But I never got to use it, actually.” “So… since it’s your nickname, shall I call you ‘Ginger’?” “Noooo!!! I don’t want you to call me by that. Only my friends are allowed for that.” Gianna screamed.

The Nicknames earned a scowl from them both, but I shrugged them off and walked to the car to take my seat. “Don't give me that reporting look, she said you guys are only allowed to call her Donna and not her name when it's an official gathering, and I don't see anyone here unless you both are seeing ghosts,” Hunter defended, seating beside me and flipping them off, looking and us for, the bond we share is a bond between a family. “Where to?” Gabriel grunted, still sulking.