Romantic Names Novels & Stories

Now they had been blessed with both. “Well, you know I wanted a girl, and I have been thinking. Anastasiya, it means resurrection. And it is the name of an infamous Russian princess. She is my printsessa, so I think it’s apt.” He says in a matter-of-fact tone, causing her heart to swell. He had really thought this through. Dimitri looked towards her, “What about you, my love?” She had thought about it as well, in case she was carrying a boy. She fell in love with the name and the meaning. “Ayden. It is the Celtic name for fire and reminds me of my vow to you.”

He behaved like a child for a while before kissing me deeply. “What do we name them?” He asked, as his warmth spread through my neck. “Let's name them little Roman and Anabelle. Having our name gives us more unity together, that's the greatest journey of us.” I replied, placing it with his palms. “That's perfect,” he whispered. Roman claimed the stage with a class of champagne in his hands. As he issues attention from the people in order to break the name. “Today is a great day and we appreciate each and everyone of you that came here to celebrate my children. We've decided the names both of them would bear.” He stated boldly.

He blushed. "I'm just kidding, angel," The beta replied before placing a kiss on his mate's head. "What's the baby's name? Or does he not have a name yet?" Mrs. Ansaldo asked as she took a sip out of her juice. "He does. His name is Rome." "Oh, that's an amazing name." "It's rare. I haven't heard that name before but it sounds beautiful." He nodded in reply. It was calming to listen to them talk. Both Luna Evelyn and Rain have loving mates. I'd be lying if I said that their love life didn't make me envious. I really crave for someone to love me like that.

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.

“Although, I think Tatiana is too badass of a name for someone like you.” “Oh?” I raised my eyebrows at him. “And I’m not badass enough for the name?” Damien laughed an open, carefree laugh, captivating me once again. “I’m sure you are,” he told me. “But you’re also gentle and kind and a hopeless romantic. If I had to pick a name, then I’d say Tia sounds better than Tatiana.” “Oh!”

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.

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.

“You think naming them makes you the hero?” Damien sat back on the sofa, scrolling through his iPad gently. The soft city lights spilled through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room. “I didn’t name them to be heroes,” he said quietly. “I named them because someone needed to love them first.” Katherina sat across from him, her fingers wrapped around a mug, her eyes fixed on the babies. Her voice was small, hesitant. “What… what did you name them?” “Isabella and Mirabella,” Damien said softly, looking at her. “Isabella means ‘devoted to God,’ and Mirabella means ‘wonderful’ or ‘of wondrous beauty.’ Strong names. Names they can grow into.”

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."

Her meekly and seductive voice chips in,distrupting my ongoing inner conversation with Ryder. "Can I?" Again she request, slightly brush passing her fingers against mine, sending unexpected sparks through us both. Despite her being a non she wolf,the heightened love and mate bond remains. Forcing a desperate smile up my lips,I reluctantly blurt a response "I go by the name Damien, Damien Dark, prince Damien Dark" I respond, skipping the part of me being an alpha werewolf. "Well I go by the name Kara,Kara Dugan, princess Kara Dugan, princess of...." She hesitates.