Romantic Name Novels & Stories

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”

"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."

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.

[Zeve’s POV] “What should I name my wolf? Hmm… this is annoying…” I groaned, looking at the waves crashing at the ship. I leaned against the railing, but I couldn’t think of any suitable name. Amor’s wolf is Rian, which means king, that he is. So should I keep it something similar to a queen? Ew. No. This is so annoying. I dropped my head and hands over the railing as they dangled over the sea.

He straightened when he saw me, opening the passenger door with a flourish. “You look really amazing,” he said, flashing a grin. “Thanks,” I replied, slipping into the seat. As he drove, the silence between us grew awkward. He cleared his throat nervously. “So… what romantic name would you like to be called by your partner?” I blinked, caught off guard by the question. “I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about it.” He nodded, adjusting his glasses— a nervous habit, I realized. “Well, I’ve been brainstorming some ideas. “Maybe darling? Or sweetheart? Or pookie? Or buttercup?” Or something unique, like… ‘starshine’?”

When we finally broke apart, Roman whispered, “We need to start thinking of names.” I laughed. “You mean you’ve already thought of some.” “Guilty,” he admitted, smirking. “How do you feel about Alexander and Aiden Wolfe?” My heart warmed at the sound of it. “Alexander and Aiden,” I repeated, testing the names out loud. “It fits.” He smiled, eyes softening. “Strong names. For strong little men.” The sun had started to set, painting the sky in streaks of gold and pink. I leaned against him, soaking in the moment, the peace, the warmth.

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.

Lance even got the size right, as I checked the tags. "Thanks! How was your rehearsal? And that girl you will be escorting?" I asked. "It was alright. We only need to walk side by side, she will hold on to my arms and go around the stage a bit. If she becomes a finalist, then another round of walking. The teachers also taught me how to smile since I keep forgetting." "How about the girl? Is she also a senior? Is she beautiful?" "She's OK. Her name is Kristine, also a senior and she comes from an exclusive girls' school, St. Rita Academy." I quickly looked at him. Exclusive girls' school again?

“And it’s my favorite, so don’t be too hard on it.” “No, baby, I love it!” Bhakti says, her eyes alight. “I think we have a first name,” Liam says. He picks up his list and reads off his girl names. “Svetlana, Dannika, Brina, Brencis, and Sileny.” “What does Sileny mean?” I ask. “Moonlight,” Liam answers. “Zoe Sileny,” Bhakti says. She shakes her head. “It just doesn’t sound right.”

I know for a fact I won't use common names, whether the wolf likes it or not. With that, I go to another website. "Buddy, Rocky, Toby, Cody, Cooper, Bear, Rusty, Bentley, Louie, Sparky, Maximus. No, that's not it," I sigh, "Maybe I have to be more specific." I search for half an hour before I start reading the names slower to see how the wolf reacts. "Dragon. Emerson. Drew. Jayson. Raphael. Briar. Astro. Eclipse. Moon," he perks an ear, but it isn't good enough for me, "Not doing it for you either?" I heave another sigh as I click on another website.