Scaramouche Name Ideas Novels & Stories

“Yes. And I refuse to let my daughters be named something ridiculous.” I smirked. “Like what?” He scrolled. “Okay, first of all, no fruits. No Apple, no Peach, no Clementine.” I giggled. “You don’t want a daughter named Mango Russo?” “Sienna.” I snickered. “Fine. No fruits.” He kept scrolling. “No weirdly spelled names. If I see a name with extra unnecessary letters, I’m out.” I grinned. “So no ‘Aubryigh’?” He looked personally offended. “That is an abomination.”

While two mature people among them, who were standing there, seeing and hearing with sighed. "What can be expected from her, she only suggests childish and foolish things." Jenny scoffed. Sohu erupted "Why what's wrong with this name?" She looked at Jenny. "It sounds like a baby nickname, not a brand name," Jenny replied sarcastically. The others were nodded in agreement. "Okay, then if you have another name in your mind then tell us." Sohu folding her arms in front of her chest she said "Then I will tell you that why I chose this name."

"Every third wolf is named Luna." "Fine. What's your suggestion?" "Something strong. Traditional. Royal." "Boring, you mean," Kieran says. They start arguing. I keep organizing. Sort tiny socks. Fold onesies. Arrange everything perfectly. "What about Alexander?" Damon suggests. "For a boy. Strong. Classic. Royal." "Alexander Thorne." Kieran tests it. "Not bad. But what if it's a girl?" "Victoria." "Absolutely not. Too stuffy." "You're too stuffy."

Ben chimed in. "I've got it. My niece has to have a name that stands out!" Ben's handsome face lit up. "How about Monica?" Mitbahl jumped in, "Good name, good name. I support 'Monica'!" Andrew added, "I thought of one too—Selina." Before Diana could respond, Mitbahl popped his head out again. "Selina is great! I support Selina!" Diana turned to Colin, "Colin, do you have any better ideas?"

Scar POV. It didn't take me long to find out more about the lord, everyone knows him, everyone respects him, he's called Lord Dante, he's been in charge for a long time now, he has a brother called Lucas, not the most dominant, but he helps in the family business, along with him, he's married and have a daughter. A smart girl who loves to dress up as different animals, her latest phase is foxes, the rumours say fox is her thing, for now, she's smart, everyone along here did mention how smart she is.

I say and laugh to myself, he isn't laughing even though it's so funny. How weird. "Now what's your name?" He asks. "Cinderella" I bat my lashes at him. "You have a serious problem" He shakes his head. "Your name," "Fine, I'm Scarlett" I pause but continue anyway, pulling down the scrunchy holding my ponytail, letting it fall to my waist

He refused to get close to anyone, especially now and especially under the circumstances. The girl sighed before looking at Scar, he was undeniably beautiful and the scar that ran across his cheekbone made him look dangerous, alluring, sexy... she found it hard to look away. Pulling her legs up, she carelessly drapes them across his thick and long ones gaining an unsatisfied and confused look from Scar. "What's your name, Tatts?" she asks as she places her arm on the edge of the back of the bench, "Scar, and you?"

I suggested, turning to look at her. "No way. That's ridiculous. Seriously? Would you want to be named Kael? " Valentina responded with a big smile. "Yes, Luca. He’d be the next crime lord. Just imagine being called Kael," Nico joked. I grumbled to myself. It probably isn’t the best name for a kid who might grow up to be a crime boss. I should come up with some names and maybe convince her to pick one of mine. I felt my phone vibrate and took it out from my pocket.

“Mafia boss, remember?” Suzi scoffed. “Have you thought of a name for our boy yet?” Max chewed his stolen bite of ice cream like it was a serious boardroom decision. “Yep. Maxwell the Second.” Suzi groaned. “Absolutely not.” He smirked. “Fine. Maxwell the Third, then. Skip ahead. Sounds more powerful.” She gave him a flat look. “We’re not naming our baby like he’s a Roman emperor.” Max shrugged, utterly unfazed. “You got a better idea?”

The restaurant is almost empty, probably because the food here is ridiculously expensive. Maria sits next to Dario. And I sit next to Damien. When the food is brought, Maria digs in like a hungry hyena. I can't wait for the six months to end so that I'll never have to deal with this embarrassing woman again. "Have the two of you thought of baby names?" Maria asks with food in her mouth. "I believe that's none of your business, Maria." I say politely. "I've actually been thinking of a few baby names." Damien says to my surprise. "I looked up a bunch of names online and a few stuck: Reign. Jossett. Priscilla. Snow. Sophia. Camilla -"