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.”

Now they had been blessed with both. “Well, you know I wanted a girl, and I have been thinking. Anastasiya, it means resurrection. And it is the name of an infamous Russian princess. She is my printsessa, so I think it’s apt.” He says in a matter-of-fact tone, causing her heart to swell. He had really thought this through. Dimitri looked towards her, “What about you, my love?” She had thought about it as well, in case she was carrying a boy. She fell in love with the name and the meaning. “Ayden. It is the Celtic name for fire and reminds me of my vow to you.”

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 ask him with a small smirk. Roman gives me a look like I’ve spoken Spanish. “Jealous? Of a guy named Matt? Never, Cookie” He says confidently. Really? Okay let’s see how far I can push him. “But Matt is a nice name,” I start. “I think it’s one of the top three best male names…” Roman gives me a disbelieving look at that. “Top three?” He scoffs like my words are unbelievable then adds, “Whatever, as long as Roman is first on your list”

“You should be ashamed of yourself. You are making fun of your niece. Your first niece as well. Besides her name as a special meaning. Its in honor of her deceased mother, I dare you to make fun of that.” He shakes his head. “I never said her name wasn’t special. River is a beautiful name; Jessica searched for the meaning of the name. it had something to do with the feeling of freedom, passion, and Romance. Or some shit like that. I was half asleep when Jess was explaining, and it had other meanings but it’s a cool name.” Damon shrugs his shoulders eyeing Beckett. I nod. I didn’t care for the meaning until this very moment. I sink into thought. Romance? The fuck she is. There will be no roma

Rio muttered, dropping into the chair beside the bed, clearly settling in for the show. I turned to Hans, eyes narrowing. "We talked about this already! You nodded. That was agreement!" "That was acknowledgment my love, not agreement," Hans corrected smoothly. "Now you’re just impossible!" Rio laughed. "Okay, okay, back up. Let’s hear it. What names were on the table?" I exhaled through my nose, composing myself before answering. "If it was a girl, I liked ‘Liliana’ or ‘Seraphina.’" Hans made a face.

Romeo handed his hand--handed his pinky to Rena. Romeo? It was like hearing the names of fairy tale characters, Romeo and Juliet. Rena smiled in response. The smile she wanted most for herself. Moreover, Rena's eyes will disappear if those lips are sunken. "Rena. Rena Schaaci. You can call me that, Mr. Romeo." "Rena," Romeo muttered. Will our love story start here? Is this what they call falling in love a second time? Especially when the pinkies of the two are intertwined with each other.

Rara mumbled with a smile. The woman nervously nodded, her hands clasped in front of her. “Anything you’d like? Tea? Coffee? Lemonade, Ms Rara?” Rara shook her head. Curiosity engulfed her. “No. How do you know my name?” “It’s natural to know Mr Romano’s fiancé’s name. You’re very beautiful,” Rara wondered if Stefan also visits Ralph. Of course he would, they were brothers. The realisation once again had her heart in a clenching hold.

Nana scolded when she started talking about how romantic and cute they are. "I don't know what to say." She tap send and waited, not paying attention to Rukayyah. She then decided to send another line; "If you could give me any pet name, what would it be?" She continue to wait as she could see he's typing. She knew he gave her mami, but she didn't know what to ask anymore. "Many. First, my sexy mami, soulmate, snookums, angel... Love, the names are endless just like my love for you." She grinned cheekily.

‘How’s your hamoor ? ‘Lovely.’ It was local fish, just grilled, with lime butter. ‘Anna and Anoushka are rather alike. Wasn’t it confusing?’ ‘Not really. Anna had always loved the name Anoushka and when she found out it was Russian and meant ‘little Anna’, nothing else would do.’