Romantic Name Novels & Stories

This is new to him too. “No, I named her when I was a child. Rome told me about the god brothers of Rome, Romulus, and Remus, to try to explain how people choose names when we were thinking about what name to give her. I’m still not sure how their story matches with his, but I decided to name her after Remus, something similar to Remus since there isn’t a female version of the name, and we decided to go with Remy.” Richfield looks thoughtful for a moment, but it’s King who asks the next question.

Amour said and Amour furrowed her brows. "Rexton, why does it seem like I've once heard that name before" She thought and just Shrugged it off then resumed gushing on the puppy. "You're too cute!! I'll name you Love.. Love means Amour in French so we're both having same names!" Amour smiled. "Thanks once more Rexton" Amour smiled. "It's nothing, you can always meet me if you need anything" Rexton smiled. Amour found it a little bit weird but she just smiled and nodded.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

Her name was Karen. Or Kim. Or something else that started with a K. Ben honestly wasn’t sure, and at this point, it didn’t matter. They met at the bar after a long, exhausting week of him proving to himself that his house was not haunted. She caught his eye from across the room, all confidence and bare skin, a strappy little dress that left very little to the imagination. He bought her a drink. She smiled. The rest followed a familiar script.

The wolf winks, and once again Romeo is startled. “That’s a wink that I’m not supposed to see?.” – Julius asks, annoyed. - I think you'd better let my partner go out before he has a stroke. – Romeo says, laughing while stroking the wolf under the neck. - but before that, tell me, do you have a name?” “It was predictable that this idiot hadn’t even told you my name. My name is Marrok.” - Weird name. Does it have a meaning? “Oh for the love of the goddess. Don't ask that, or he'll never shut up again.”

“Sweetheart you have snored a soft melody of music since the first time I slept next to you. Now I know I didn’t knock you up then so that would mean that its all you. I refuse for you to blame my sweet Beatrix or Benedict.” “Oh, wait a minute! Who are those old Victorian children names belonging to?” I smile. “Yes, well I asked you while you were resting your eyes. I said, please Selene let me know if you have a problem with either of these names. I then read off three or four and you seemed the most at peace over Beatrix and Benedict.” Rowan moves closer and places his hand on my stomach. “Sir, there is no way in hell that I agreed to that or that you will hold me to those names! Plus, I w

Raven Roman pulls me back against his chest, and I settle into him, the warm water shifting around us as I let my eyes drift shut. His fingers move lazily through my damp hair, combing the strands away from my neck. “I’ve been thinking about names,” I say quietly. He hums softly. “You already have Mason.” I smile. “I know, and I love the name. But what if it’s a girl? We still don’t have a name.”

“Fine, but just to town” “No problem, I am happy to help” I throw my bag in the trunk and climb in. “What’s your name handsome?” “Alpha Damien” “You are an Alpha?” “Yes, what shall I call you?” A lot of Rogues change their names to hide their identity from their packs, so I was expecting something stupid. “Aria” It wasn’t some random name, it was actually quite a popular she-wolf name. She keeps her eyes on the road, digging her manicured hand into a bag of sweets. She wasn’t how I expected her.

“Anastasia. It’s a magnificent name, my love.” “And if it’s a boy,” I continued, tracing a line on his hand, “I want to call him Ryan, It means 'little king,' but it’s a strong, simple name. Ryan Grant.” Calan smiled, a large, slow, beautiful smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes. He leaned down, placing a gentle, reverent kiss directly on the large curve of my stomach. “Anastasia or Ryan,” he repeated, his voice filled with overwhelming devotion. “They are beautiful names, my love. Just like their mother.”

I say as his smile disappears as his hands dig into his pockets. “Touché.”He says and fuck I don’t know what this is or what we’re even doings But I need to know who this man is! “So what’s your name?” I ask as his gaze holds mine for one second as if weighing his next answer. “Roman.”He says, the name rolling off his tongue as I sigh victoriously. Something about the name suits him. Roman. Strong, simple, Uncomplicated but also sexy and perfect to moan at. “Just Roman?”I asks softly as his expression still remains unreadable.