Romance Names Novels & Stories

“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.”

“Perhaps her depiction of the perfect romance will offer insight into figuring out who this person is.” Nikki grimaced when she heard the name Verna Ravenway. It was the name of a popular romance writer who had amassed a cult following online, but no one knew who she was. She sighed as she realized the two girls were probably not talking about her but about some ridiculous fantasy they had concocted due to the overconsumption of romance novels.

We can't see much inside yet though. "None of you have noticed the name!" She pouts and I look at it. What about the name? "It's perfect Princess, each one word begins with one of our names," Chase smiles and wraps his arms around her. I look and realise. Just, for Jax, Dream for Dhalia, Book for Blake, and Corner for Chase. She's fucking amazing. I stand smiling staring at the sign. "I agree, it's perfect Angel," leaning forward I kiss her.

“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

"Oh. That's sad … but we need to call them a name, since today's the first day you will be seeing both of them for the first time." "What of Romeo and Renato? " she asked. "My babies aren't from rome. Since Romeo means someone from Rome, and Renato means born again… " "What of Dante and Dino then? They are quite good. Don't you think so?" "Dino is the short form for Bernardino, while Dante is the short form for Durante. I want something better than Mary…" "Okay, how about Elio, Ennio, Enzo, Nico, Nino, Mario, Marco, Luigi…" She kept mentioning names while I stared at her with widened eyes.

“Now, what do we mean by that? Making yourselves feel unique can be seen in different perspectives. But over here, I’ll be letting us see it in such a way that you make yourselves feel special. And we can look at instances such as – calling yourselves romantic names rather than your real names” I scoffed and almost laughed and Ryan noticed. Romantic names indeed. “Yes – it’s one of the spices of a relationship. You shouldn’t just go ahead calling each other by your names. You can make use of something like baby, sugar, sweetheart, love, and all that…” “Ma’am” I suddenly cut in and raised my hand. Oh, God! I didn’t even realize when I did that. “Yes, ma’am Olivia? Do you have something to say

He says, grinning down at the baby. "Names, Damien? We need to name him?" I ask frustrated. "I like Nicolas, any names you like, mio amore?" He asks me gently. "Yes, I like Adriano, Angelo, christian." I reply smiling down at the babe in question as I trail off with different set of names. He then frowns, and seems to be thinking them over. "How about Aleandro Memory Romano?" He asks me seriously. “Memory?I thought I don't think you can name a child memory or can you?

"So what did you thought? " She smiled so cheeky at me that I almost doubted that she chose something ridiculous until she said it. "Alessia Luna Romano. " My heart dropped for a second.. Alessia Luna Romano... The name played on my head again and again like a broken tape recorder.. Mirabella smiled.. "Alessia from Alex, Luna from me.. Everytime you call me Luna so lovingly, I felt like it should be a part of out daughter's name too.. And Of course she is a Romano.. "

Brandy said as she folded her hand together. "So what's gonna be the name of this romantic scene," Ivy said "Well I am gonna write the story and its name will be the Lycan's mate, how about that, "Mira said and smiled. "Nah, not so interesting, I guess it will be, Married to the Lycan," Ivy said.

“Sei tutto per me, Amore mio.” As we sat there, enveloped in the warmth of our conversation, the weight of each name settled upon us. Isabella, with its timeless elegance. Gia, with its vibrant energy. And Mireya, with its profound sense of wonder and gratitude. Each name held its own allure, but it was Mireya that resonated deeply within our souls. We remained there, just holding each other in silence as we were driven home, knowing that we had found the name that encapsulated the essence of our journey. Mireya—it became the symbol of the extraordinary love that brought us together, the love that now created a new life.