Romantic Name Novels & Stories

“You don’t have one, and now that we’re together, we need a way to talk when we’re apart.” Her eyes widen with gratitude. “Thank you, Gilan. You’re such a blessing in my life. I thank God every day for bringing you to me.” I grin. “From now on, don’t call me Gilan. I want a romantic name.” She giggles. “What do you mean?” “I want something sweet. Call me babe, honey, sweetheart… something like that.” She thinks for a moment, then says, “How about baby? It sounds sweet and simple.”

Angel said and rolled her eyes “What's your name?” I asked “Why would I tell you, maybe your one of those guys who kidnap me,” She said “You know uno don't talk to her because I'm getting pissed at her” Angel said and left us “I'm not one of those guys I got kidnap here 3years ago and I'm Rhythm but you can call me uno” “Uno huh because you're the one who got here first?, btw I'm klea” she said Oh,she guesses easily when the uno came from interesting.

“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 marr

she called. "Baby," he replied, a smile playing on his lips. "Do you want me to call you that?" "I don't know, it feels strange." She said. She had liked it when he called her that last night, but calling her baby felt weird now. She wanted him to keep calling her name, that sounded much better. "It's true, I just don't know romantic names to call you. I read some posts on I*******m, it was about romantic names to call one's spouse." He told her, making a turn to a quiet street.

Michael did the same and cleared his throat. "Miles is right Alexia, we want you to call us sweet, romantic names... Even if you can't call us that publicly, you can address us with that when we are alone." Michael explained. "Oh oh, okay... are you trying to say Scorpion, bull, cow, lizards... those are beautiful pet names ... What do you think about that?" I said. "What the heck!" the duo shouted together. "Are those names you mentioned romantic names? Oh wait, are you doing this intentionally Alexia? I know you understand what I was trying to say."

“Too out of character to get my wife’s name tattooed over my heart? I think not.” I stared at the elegant lettering—SAVANNAH—curving beautifully across his skin. It was simple but striking. Romantic in a way that felt deeply personal. “Okay, when you put it like that,” I admitted, a reluctant smile tugging at my lips, “it actually makes perfect sense. This is… really romantic, Roman.” He puffed his chest out just a little, clearly proud. “What can I say? I’m the undisputed Lord of Romance.”

she asked. “I think it’ll be perfect,” he said. She smiled. “What should we name her, then?” Damian thought for a moment. Then, with a soft smile, he said, “Rhea.” Aria's heart fluttered. “Rhea…” she repeated, nodding. “It’s beautiful.” They smiled at each other, the name hanging between them like a promise. The wind rustled gently through the trees. The sun shone brighter. And for the first time in a long time… their hearts were quiet.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Who would be attracted to such an artistic name? Rosa thought about it for a while but she could not think of a nice name. She realized that all the other ladies used nicknames with a lot of weird symbols. She asked one of the younger ladies to help her think of a name. The lady thought about it, and told her that since she liked her previous nickname, she could just add an adjective to it. Rosa felt like it did not sound nice at all. However, she couldn't think of anything better, so she accepted her suggestion and changed her name on Twitter to 'Lovely Skinny Rose'.

Rosario slipped to the edge of his seat. Mr. Hunter didn't seem to absorb it. The name was similar to Aurora and he didn't quite settle with it. But one look at Damien's face and he beamed. It was his choice and he had every right to name his daughter after whoever he chose. Not that he was doing anything wrong naming his daughter after his wife. "Arianna… a pretty name." He relaxed back on the couch, showing his agreement. Madam Martha and Celine hugged each other. They could not name her any better. Arianna… the most holy. The meaning of the name and the air that sweet little girl brought with herself well matched. Holy like an angel. Holy like holy itself.