Sexy Names Novels & Stories

“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.”

“Can I just fuck your fears away? I love you woman. I don’t care how long we been dating. You are mines and I’m never letting you go. I am yours if you will have me.” “What do you mean mines?” He stared at her again deeply in his eyes with the most serious look he could give. “I quit the sex doctor. I want you to have me, all of me. No other woman will have me but you Alyssa Sampson, if you will have me.” Her eyes went wide. “Are you…” He laughed again shaking his head. “We can take our time and get to know each other more if you want, but yes. I want to make sure Channing Tatum can’t have you as long as I’m around.” A big smile crept on her face as he kissed her lips hard.

Me: Alright, send me a name or I’m just going to call out the first one that comes to mind. Typing bubbles. Gone. Silence. Then finally. SpectatorX: You really don’t have to do it. I grit my teeth. Me: Yeah, I do. You bought it. You get what you paid for. More silence. Then it lands: SpectatorX: Xavier. I whisper it once, slow. Xavier. Letting it roll around my tongue, savoring it like chocolate melting in my mouth. It feels real, heavy. Dangerous. I can’t stop the grin that curls. I type back: Sexy. I like it.

My hair was scattered now thanks to the countless times my hands ran into my hair trying to get my damn body still. He still haunts me. Haunting me in desirable ways I'd hate to admit. His cock. Now that haunted me even more. Biceps. His low, seductive growl, the way his Adam's apple moved when he swallowed. And let's not forget the way my name rolled of his tongue like a prayer, chanting it. And his fucking blue eyes that always made my legs jelly. Fuck God! I think I might pass out. When will this fucking misery end?

Silja said. “Oh yeah?” She nodded and then said her picks, and I laughed. “Yeah, those are pretty bad. I’m sure they were once popular, like a hundred years ago.” “I was thinking, instead of Soren or Fenix, how about Lennox?” Silja asked. I smiled, “I think it’s perfect. Lennox Sinnett. Has a nice ring to it.” “Let’s go with Lennox then.” “Lennox, it is. We will let the nurses know in a bit. First, I want to talk to you, though. It’s important, and I want your opinion,” I said.

That was an interesting fact. "Good afternoon, Sir," the blond-haired lady greeted. "My name is Jessica, and I will attend to your needs today." He moved away from the receptionist's desk. "Call me Senna, Jessica." Balia noticed a pale blush on her cheek and shook her head. She wished she could warn this lady of Senna's evil doing. Sure, he was an extremely attractive man and had turned women's heads within a fifty-meter radius, but that was all to him. He was evil, crazed, manipulative and a sadist. It was sad that most of these ladies hadn't experienced that part of him yet. It made her wonder if she was the unluckiest person to walk the planet.

His jaw was so chiseled that she could swear the creator took extra time in shaping them. “Miss?” He called out when he realized she was only staring at him without moving. “Oh my, even his voice is a work of art.” She concluded hungrily while imagining what it would feel like to hear him moan her name. Clouded with her own desires, she didn’t notice how difficult it was for the man to control himself under her touch. One thing she was certain of is that, her name would definitely sound better than Miss. “Call me Selene. And tonight, I’d love it if you could fu*k my brains off!”

Her mother said and smiled turning towards her and leaned against her elbow. “wow!! Just like the princess in your favorite cartoon?” Morana aske eagerly, “yes honey, just like sleeping beauty” Serena chuckled "Then I'm gonna name mine wolf Ho-Hontas! Just like my favorite princess" Morana proudly declared giggling, happy to have thought of a princess’ name too.

I suggested". But I got a No! too. We sat there and started making a long list of beautiful girl names "Mia... Genevieve... Isabella...Dawn...Rielle...Storm... Diamond...Ava...Willa... Charlotte... Layla.... Kayla... Katie...name them beautiful names . But we don't even know the right one to choose. "I'm tired of making guesses Anita". I laid my head on the table. Drille left after paying for the food,he had some stuffs to work on. "Babies are cute...so they deserve a very cute name D..." She said.

Serena stood on the opposite side, with crossed arms over her chest. I looked down in the A4 size sheet to only gasp in bewilderment. What the hell? She seriously, did this; Play her fucked up game with my name! D- Drown with Dangerous A- Alluring Access N- Nature To Adventure I- Irritation To Agitation E- Experiment with Heart L- Loathsome with luscious Lips "What rubbish is this?" I yelled loosing my temper but it didn't had any effect on her. She continued making toast for breakfast with a smile.