Romance Name Novels & Stories

“Too out of character to get my wife’s name tattooed over my heart? I think not.” I stared at the elegant lettering—SAVANNAH—curving beautifully across his skin. It was simple but striking. Romantic in a way that felt deeply personal. “Okay, when you put it like that,” I admitted, a reluctant smile tugging at my lips, “it actually makes perfect sense. This is… really romantic, Roman.” He puffed his chest out just a little, clearly proud. “What can I say? I’m the undisputed Lord of Romance.”

He behaved like a child for a while before kissing me deeply. “What do we name them?” He asked, as his warmth spread through my neck. “Let's name them little Roman and Anabelle. Having our name gives us more unity together, that's the greatest journey of us.” I replied, placing it with his palms. “That's perfect,” he whispered. Roman claimed the stage with a class of champagne in his hands. As he issues attention from the people in order to break the name. “Today is a great day and we appreciate each and everyone of you that came here to celebrate my children. We've decided the names both of them would bear.” He stated boldly.

“My mark on your neck look pretty fine there, Daddy.” I look at her neck. “Ditto to you, sweetheart.” I help her stand and look at our marks in the mirror. Both bitemarks have become full Moons. Inside each moon is our Mates Name. “Ariella,” I whisper, seeing her name perfectly written. “Who the hell is Romeo?” Ari looks confused. “Oh,” I smile. “My full name is Romeo Finch Conrad. Turk’s mother used to joke ‘Romeo, Romeo, Where forth art thou, Romeo’ and my parents started using my middle name.”

The human and dragon suddenly became bashful, and Roman almost giggled again. “H-his name is Sora,” Roman said before pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, and the King's eyes darkened, wanting to pluck that lip from his teeth and suck on it. “Sora… I've never heard that name before. It's unique and beautiful like you! I love it!” Ezra said, and Sora gave a little rumble, his version of an Omega wolf's chirp, before he began nuzzling Ezra's face, thrilled that his mate loved his name.

“I was saying that I don't want to hurt you because….because your given name stirs an unpleasant emotion within me for some reasons I would rather not disclose. Do you mind suggesting a nickname I can call you by?” Her brows furrowed. “Nickname? Romantic names I suppose you meant. HONEY. MY LOVE. SWEETHEART. WIFEY. Any of these will be pleasing, you know.” She bit her lower lip slowly, flashing her beautiful teeth. She murmured words and inched closer to me. “Romantic names are for lovers and married people, remember?” My voice was cloudy and serious. “I have loved you all my life, Ethnan, and I feel the luckiest for being married to you. You are my beloved husband.” She gently pulled at my

"Samuel? Who's that?" The ghost bride looked completely confused. "If you say you're my husband, then tell me… Do you even know my name?" I watched as her fingernails slowly grew longer, sharpening into blade-like claws. My heart jumped into my throat, afraid she would swipe at me any second. "Ximena. Your name is Ximena!" The ghost bride slowly retracted her claws, a thoughtful look crossing her face. "Well… it seems we really do know each other."

I bit back the retort on my tongue, grabbed the top file, and muttered, “You’re the worst.” "Well that means I'm efficient" he smugly said. "Well I have no idea what to do for this second hand Valentine's Day you want me to organize." He didn’t flinch. “Romance Fiesta,” he corrected coldly. I blinked. “I beg your finest pardon?” He coughed like repeating it was physically hard for him. "The investors suggested the name to be Romance Fiesta day. Love and fun all in one go." "..." "... I know." He sighed defeated.

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

Her voice came again but I ignored, getting back to my work. Jace and Roman came in with Roman walking with a crutches. “ Is that an improvement??” I asked with a slight smile and he frowned. “ Just didn't feel like wheeling myself around today. Don't add meaning” Roman said sitting by my side, while dropping the crutches next to me. “ So Lucas sent the nickname…the appropriate ones he could come up with” Jace mumbled “ Okay” Roman and I said at once. “ So..we have RALJ…ARLJ…and JARL which I think sounds nice and great” Jace mumbled with a smile.