Poetic Nicknames Novels & Stories

There was always this phrase about ‘when puberty hits you hard,’ and it could apply to Nickos too. But as long as he was healthy and without any signs of sickness—his height would not matter to me. That was the most important thing. “Hey, little pumpkin! Why are you still awake?” I whispered. I also motioned him to lower his voice before he responded to me. “Ssh, Mom and Dad are already sleeping.” He would always be my little pumpkin every time I was not calling him by his nickname. Nickos came from Nickolai, and I was the one who named him. It meant people’s victory. He was our family’s little victory, and this home would definitely lose its life without him.

I stated from beside him. Pyrite busted out laughing at the abbreviation of his brother’s name. “Oh, Py sweetie. I didn’t forget about you,” I smirked at him. They both busted out laughing at the nicknames I had for them. “I like Pie, so I’m okay with my nickname,” Py stated with a smug look on his face. “His is an animal that's used for manual labor. “Or you’re crusty and I’m studly,” Ox said with a glare at Py.

Oki commented with a smile. "And cute," Darrion added. Both wind let's then snickered and high-fived each other. "Ugi's nickname and mine are cute. Brownie and Cookie," Ruhan smiled nervously. Mac sulked a bit more. "Why can't we have nicknames like the top three? He calls Jai 'Thunder boy', Raka the "Windy boy", and Torfo the 'Fire boy'. I mean, Torfo's the most normal of us all!!"

Nina was my nickname because they say my name is confusing to pronounce. And the thing is, I don't know someone in the book named Niñana. Lady Niñana Sotelo.

There were plants everywhere, which meant a lot of names and functions. But she wasn't concerned about that, since her brain was strong enough to capture all in one sitting. "What is the name of that one?" She asked, as she noticed that he had skipped a particular one during his introductions. "Well, I don't really know. It has been called a variety of names over the years. But I personally call it 'the ruthless dove'." Nick replied, resting his gaze on the beautiful plant. "The ruthless dove? Why is that?" She asked, not understanding the concept of the name at all.

Liviana’s brows knit together, arms crossing over her chest in a form of defense as she asks, “What is that supposed to mean?” “Come on, you’re not going to make me spell it out, are you?” He chuckles, brushing his words off and taking another bite. Liviana only stares, head tilting as she insists he elaborates on what he meant. “The nickname in itself is an obvious giveaway of what kind of person you are.” “And what kind of person is that?” Liviana asks with a sigh, not even sure if she wanted to know. She knew it wouldn’t be anything kind. “Barely even a person.”

He gave me a playful smirk. "Haha, okay, Mister Big Tough Horny Alpha," I teased. "Feel free to call me that from now on." "What's my nickname then?" "Miss Sexy Beautiful Spicy Damsel." "Damsel?" "Yes, Damsel in Distress that's going to push her boobs up against me in the dark haunted house." I rolled my eyes. "We'll see about that."

That he can still strike enough fear in me while being this charming. “Why hello, Little lamb.” The nickname comes as a taunt and it pisses me off. “Say that again and I'll knock your jaw off, Dimitri.”

"Shut up!" Gladyce shouted. Zhou Jingbo noticed that something was wrong with Gladyce. He quickly stepped forward and stood between the two of them. "Gladyce, what's wrong? Niannian is just a nickname." "My parents gave it to me when she was still in my mother's womb. Is there anything wrong with this nickname?" "No problem." Gladyce clenched her fists tightly. What problem could there be? Could it be that she was the only one who was allowed to call herself Niannian? Wasn't others allowed to call her Niannian?

But his rambling was cut short when I leaned in, and in one quick motion, gave his cheek a small peck. “Goodnight, Pepper Chicken.” He chuckled softly at that. “Goodnight, Milkshake.” As I drove home that night, one thing was clear - I’d probably never be called by my actual name by Jeff and Gina. But as much I’d miss being called by my name and not some food or drink, I had to admit that something about having nicknames like Hawk and Dove, actually felt strangely comforting. It almost felt like I belonged in their pretty crazy, yet loving family.