Romantic Name Novels & Stories

In the mirror, her delicate features were like a painting, and her lips were curled slightly in happiness. "The groom is here!" Somebody shouted. Stacy turned around, and Gareth walked in. He was wearing a perfectly fitted black suit, his tall and well-built figure exuding elegance. His gaze immediately went towards Stacy, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement. "Isn't Stacy beautiful?" someone asked with a smile. Gareth didn't reply, only walking toward her and leaning down to press a soft kiss on her neck, his voice deep and gentle. "My girl is the most beautiful girl in the world."

“What kind of names did dream-Alexander think of?” He laughed. “Embarrassingly heroic ones. Orion. Theron. For a girl, maybe Lyra or Naya.” “They’re not terrible,” I teased. “Oh, admit it, you’re swooning,” he smirked. “I’m swooning because you haven’t let me go since you walked in.” “Guilty,” he murmured, pressing kisses along my jaw. “Can’t help myself. You’re the queen now. I need to worship you.” I laughed and swatted his chest, but he caught my hand and kissed my knuckles instead.

"Waldo?" The guy asked in disbelief. "Seriously?" Play your part, Hailey. Come on. I placed a hand on my hip as I looked at him. I let a little of my cool girl character slip to help me with the act. "Got a problem with that?" The guy suddenly cleared his throat and shook his head. "Uh...no. Sorry. It's just an...unusual name." He said. "My name is Romeo." ...Romeo? Like in Romeo and Juliet?

’ I asked, controlling my smile. ‘Don’t tease me. Ask her the name of her Lycan and dare you to fight with her because I don’t want her to cancel our date and also ask her if she won’t mind then can her Lycan and I spend the time together instead of her?’, He requested like a lovesick puppy. “Talking with Roman?”, She asked, to which I nodded. “He wants to know the name of your Lycan.” “Her name is Ivory.” ‘Ivory…which means white and pure. I’m sure that her fur will be of white color.’ Roman said with confidence.

Georgia decided to try and lighten the mood. “So. We know now that you’re a Lycan and I’m a Luna. Guess there’s only one thing left for us to do now.” Hayden turned to her with a quizzical expression. “What’s that?” “We gotta pick out a cool wolf name for you.” Hayden laughed. It felt good to hear the sound of it again. “Hmm okay. How about Eros, and you could be Psyche?” Georgia thought about it. “I know Eros was the Greek God of Love, right? Cupid was his Roman counterpart.”

I didn't reply for a few minutes, debating telling her my name. I wondered why she asked such a question. "How about Romeo?" I grinned, still doubting the power of the force that broke my romance phobia. She drew closer, close enough that I could feel her burning desire to have me with her. "Then I guess I'll be Juliet; why don't we look for a hidden place and a quiet place to go and have this spiritual breakfast?" She replied, smiling seductively. ***

In contemporary romance novels, wealthy heirs would marry a woman in name to avoid being pressured into marriage by their families, and then divorce when the timing was right. Therefore, the man in front of her must be a wealthy heir. "What did you say your name was again?" Jane asked subconsciously. Damien's lips curved into a smile. "I apologize for not introducing myself properly earlier. My name is Damien Wolfe, Miss Austen." Though his voice was not particularly loud, it seemed to echo through the room. Damien Wolfe...Damien... Jane's expression suddenly changed. Could he be that Damien Wolfe? she thought.

“You will attend whatever public function I ask you to attend on my arm. You will not speak to anyone of our deal, and you’ll not date other men as long as you’re pretending to be my fiancé. It wouldn’t look proper if someone saw you.” “Why do you call yourself Romalatti?” I said. He seemed taken aback at the change of subject but at last he said, “It’s my mother’s maiden name. I was hoping without carrying around my father’s name, I wouldn’t be so recognizable.” “How’s that working out for you?” I asked him with a grin. “Not so well, I’m afraid. So what do you think of my conditions?” “I’ll accept them, for now,” I said. “What do you think of mine?”

“Blood red, with an open back, scandalous neckline, and sleeves that scream kiss me before the ball ends.” “I heard it’s enchanted to hug your waist like Duke Alaric’s hand during training,” Anita added. I nearly choked on my cookie. “And you and the Duke…” Norma wiggled her brows, “…are practically a thing now. The castle staff is calling it The Lightning Romance.” “Lightning Romance?” I sputtered. “Mhmm. They’re already naming your future children. One suggested ‘Thundarina.’” “I will electrocute someone,” I said flatly. “And I’m not naming any child Thundarina.”

His hand came up to my face again and caressed my cheek as he searched my face, which I'm certain was red. "My name is Colton, and my wolf's name is Nexus." He said, and I swear I heard my cat let out a content sigh with a dreamy face, as he stared love-struck at our mate. I don't blame him, Colton and Nexus are such handsome names! I felt a smile spread across my face as I repeated their names, "Colton and Nexus." I said quietly, trying their names out, and loving the way it sounds.