Romantic Name Novels & Stories

I swirled around to face him, and that had deepened the smile he already had. "What happened to Mon Cheri? You and I know that you could call me by my name!" I said turning back to my coffee and taking a long sip from it. "I want to be romantic, it's a unique name people give their partner when they are crazy in love. These names are very rare and I had searched so much before I labeled them you!" He said as a small chuckle escaped my lips. "You don't honestly have to do that to appease me. We have a long time to spend together!" I said.

“Well, I’m so glad Callum decided to settle for someone cute.” The way she said the word cute was a bit insulting. It didn’t feel like a compliment. “My name is Roman,” I said. “Roman Cruz.” “Oh,” she smiled. “You didn’t take Callum’s last name.” I smiled and looked at Callum. “We decided to have a marriage where we could decide to take each other’s last name whenever we want. But we’re not settling on that yet. We’re checking maybe by the end of this year. We’ll see how things go. We might decide to take each other’s last name or add it to our names. It depends on how generous either of us are feeling for the other.”

Made his mediocrity shine even brighter. The thought made me feel some kind of way. A desire I didn’t know I could possess. “What’s your name?” I blinked, snapping out of my trance. Romeo looked annoyed. “What is your name?" “Abigail Darlington Ricci. But you can call Darling.” His eyebrows tensed. “I won’t be doing that.” “Not yet,” I mumbled, but he must have heard me because his frown deepened. I wanted to laugh, but I held it in. This is going to be fun. And scary. But that’s good.

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?

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?

She asked, there was no need to think about the past anymore, she was glad everything was fine. "I've not told you their names right?" She questioned. "His name is Rhys while she's Rhea" she stated. "The names are nice right?" She asked as Sebastian nodded in agreement. "It's so bad we never got to discuss a name together" she uttered sadly. "It's alright Adia" Sebastian assured. "I'm sure whatever you picked for them is the best, I'm glad you're back" he said hugging her again. He never wanted to let her go, ever again.

,Michael stated. Roxana looked on, she was paying attention to all he was saying. “Now that my name starts with R means the child will have to have a name that starts with R?”,Roxana uttered. “Yes, but if you don’t have a name yet. I have some here. I guessed some out”,Michael said. Roxana kept muted as she doesn’t have any name in her mind. “Well, the name I have in mind is, if it’s a female she would be RiverRose. If it’s a male, he should be Rowland”,He said.

“She needs a name that’s… elegant. Timeless.” Damien nods, his expression softening. “Okay. How about Grace? Simple, elegant, and fitting for our little miracle.” “Hmm,” Carol hums, tilting her head thoughtfully. “It’s pretty, but I don’t know… It doesn’t feel unique enough.” “Alright,” Damien says, scratching his chin. “How about Aurora? It means dawn, and she’s like the start of a new chapter for us.” Carol smiles faintly. “Aurora Crawley…” she tries it aloud but then shakes her head. “It’s lovely, but it feels a bit… princessy.”

she whispered to him. “But something tells me you don't mind.” “I don't, actually. Not anymore,” she said. “You never told me your name.” “Roman,” he said quickly, like he had been waiting for that particular question. Myra's little smile was exquisite. “It suits you.” With a name like that, she wouldn't be able to ignore the perfection that was his nose. A silly thing to hold on to about someone, but over here, she had the control, and she would decide what counted as silly or not.

“But she’s unable to form a connection with your wolf. She finds it strange.” Damon’s expression shifted instantly. His eyes darkened slightly, and then, in the next moment, their color changed as his wolf surfaced. “Do you feel this too, Raven?” he called out, his voice deeper and more commanding. So his wolf’s name was Raven. The name lingered in my mind. 'Raven is a beautiful name,' Sora said softly inside me. A small smile formed on my lips. “Sora says your wolf’s name is beautiful,” I told Damon.