Pet Names For Lovers Novels & Stories

"You don't have to pretend. I know it's not unique or anything." "Maybe, but the person with the name is unique." He smiled. "And it's my beloved's name, how could I not love it?" Beloved... How I've longed for someone to call me that. "I like your name, too," I muttered. "Ethan is the name of one of my favorite characters on TV." That seemed to make his smile shine brighter. "Then I'm happy to be called 'Ethan'."

" Husband loves his Pompom very much_ " In bed with the little bunny Cinderella, the big devil had drunkenly spilled little of the secret he was most afraid of. A dangerous secret he knew could destroy his marriage. One little secret he knew could also push the one woman he loved into hating him passionately. Intoxicated with the taste of his little bunny's plumpy lips, Royalty had drunkenly called her Pompom. For so long, the big devil had longed so hard to call his woman the pet name that had been haunting his dreams, and driving him Insane.

I like him so much. I think he's a divine creature or one of those unorthodox creatures created from unknown and untamable sources. Well, I'm going to keep him because I've finally found a family. Now, what should I name him? I named him Sirius. The pup became my most loyal companion. He hates Livvy and they always fight whenever they are in the same room. Sirius was stronger than I ever imagined and not even Livvy's powers could do anything against him. They were evenly matched.

“Is it bad for you to spend just one night with me? You don’t have to leave every time we have sex like I’m some stripper you found on the streets.” His hand picks a loose tendril of my dark hair, tucking it behind my ear. This is the Ryat I fell in love with. The Ryat who is gentle with me and actually sees me more than an object he can use every week. “You are a stripper, Olivia. Are you forgetting that? Are you forgetting you’ve been spreading your legs for me every time I get you on this bed? See you on Tuesday, curvy. I want those legs even wider for me when I see you again.”

It looked like a woman going to war. Against her daughter. For her lover. For the life she refused to lose. And as I drove into the night, thunder rumbling overhead, I whispered to myself a vow, a curse, and a confession all in one. > “The things we do for love… they never let us go.”

No matter how hard she tried to ignore it, she always felt this familiar stranger at the back of her unconsciousness, reaching out to her like a long-forgotten memory. "You know," Talia said endearingly as she walked over to the closet, "I think you're in love with the Zao person." Sira rolled her eyes so much it hurt. "For real, though, you should have seen your face." "You were completely enamored." "And what exactly does an enamored face look like?" Sira asked dryly as she got out of bed.

"I prefer the term Romeo, your Romeo." "Will you call me Juliet?" "We are not about to be those cringey couples you fawn over on Lexy's TV." "Yeah, they can be a bit cringe at times but that's what love is like; being cringe together for each other." "I love your name Pandora, it's very beautiful and original. You don't have a lot of women called Pandora. Besides, calling you love, angel, sweetheart, sweetie pie and muffin is top tier and on the highest level of cringe."

Evelyn hunter "Evelyn, it has been years, and you are still as beautiful as ever." Jayer complimented her, hugging her. They have known each other since they were young and were known lovers during that time. It so happened she dumped him for Patrick Hunter back then, and he found a beautiful jewel instead. Miriam. She was the best he could have So that's why Miriam hated her.

Maybe it would help clear his head over whatever he was thinking. “Camille loved staring at the night sky. She would often compare me to the moon, saying I seemed so close but still out of her reach. I loved watching her admire the night sky as I found solace from just staring at her. She loved me but wasn’t in love with me.”