Romantic Names 소설 & 이야기

Rio muttered, dropping into the chair beside the bed, clearly settling in for the show. I turned to Hans, eyes narrowing. "We talked about this already! You nodded. That was agreement!" "That was acknowledgment my love, not agreement," Hans corrected smoothly. "Now you’re just impossible!" Rio laughed. "Okay, okay, back up. Let’s hear it. What names were on the table?" I exhaled through my nose, composing myself before answering. "If it was a girl, I liked ‘Liliana’ or ‘Seraphina.’" Hans made a face.

The children sat with unusual seriousness while May lowered herself comfortably into a chair. “All right,” Damien said. “Let’s hear the ideas.” Aria raised her hand like she was in school. “I think her name should be something pretty and soft. Like... Bella. Or Lily. Or Angel.” Aiden immediately shook his head. “No. She should have a strong name. Like Zara. Or Nova. Or Captain.” May laughed so suddenly she had to hold her stomach. Damien covered his grin with his hand. “Captain?” he repeated. “For confidence,” Aiden said.

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.

“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.”

Romeo handed his hand--handed his pinky to Rena. Romeo? It was like hearing the names of fairy tale characters, Romeo and Juliet. Rena smiled in response. The smile she wanted most for herself. Moreover, Rena's eyes will disappear if those lips are sunken. "Rena. Rena Schaaci. You can call me that, Mr. Romeo." "Rena," Romeo muttered. Will our love story start here? Is this what they call falling in love a second time? Especially when the pinkies of the two are intertwined with each other.

Liana looked like a lost deer. "Or you want us to chat a bit about how many children we would have and their names. I think for our firstborn, it should be James if male and Jasmine if female. You can decide the rest." Blake continued his trouble-making. Mariya's face turned red, she felt second-hand embarrassment for her boss who was still trying to keep a straight face but her ears betrayed her. Liana's ears had become red. "Ah, so cute like a rabbit. I think I should call you Sexy Rabbit. You can call me, Hot Carrot. How does that sound?"

Ethan chimed in, “Yeah, what are we going to call these little angels?” Suggestions started pouring in from every corner of the room. "How about Alexander, after Alex?" Jack proposed with a grin. "Or maybe something traditional, like William or Jackson ?" Sia added thoughtfully. Evelyn listened to all the suggestions, her heart warming at the love and enthusiasm from her family and friends. She glanced at Dominic, who gave her an encouraging nod. Taking a deep breath, she finally spoke up, her voice clear and confident. “I’ve thought about it a lot, and I want to name them Dante and Dimitri,”

“Just say a name. What will be the name if he is male? How about female?” “Wife…” I glared at him. “If you do not humor me, you can go back from where you have been. I no longer needed you, Elio.” I looked away, sulking. A name. Was that too much to ask? Eli growled, but I did not look at him. “Raphael if it is a male. Eliolora if it is a female. A combination of our names.” Raphael and Eliolora. I liked it.

“We need to start finalizing names. Two weeks is not a lot of time.” Ana hums softly. It’s the most relaxed sound I’ve heard from her in days. “Something strong,” Greta continues. “But not too… intimidating.” Ana shifts slightly. “No weird names.” Greta laughs. “Define weird.” “Anything that sounds like it belongs to a seventy-year-old Alpha with ten wives.” Despite myself, the corner of my mouth twitches. Greta flips a page. “Okay… what about Adrian?” Ana shakes her head. “Too common.”

"Absolutely perfect." "What do we name them?" Dante asked. They'd discussed this. Two girls. Two names that honored the women who'd shaped their lives. "Isabela," Sienna said. Looking at the first baby. "For your first wife. For Leo's mother. For the woman who gave you the greatest gift." "And Elena," Dante said. Looking at the second. "For my aunt. For the woman who sacrificed herself to protect Leo. Who showed us what real love looks like." "Isabela and Elena Moretti. Welcome to the world, babies."