Terms Of Endearment 2 Novels & Stories

Theodore knew now that he and Thaddeus were my mates complicatedly married to Severin, who happened to be his nephew and Thaddeus' son. "How is it not simple?" His arms enveloped me, exuding his warmness that could make me lose my mind. My knees turned to jelly, yearning to be enveloped in his embrace. The familiar sensation, akin to what I had felt for Thaddeus, now mirrored my feelings for Theodore. "Elaborate it for me, moonshine." Moonshine... The word echoed in my ears, resonating as his endearment for me, much like how Thaddeus called me sunshine. I felt... beautiful and empowered whenever I was being called on that endearment.

Good gracious, why couldn't my gender be more put together and put fidelity on themselves? "You don't need to stare at me a certain way." He said and I looked at him. "I'm just surprised that you haven't changed your mind about us." I said with a gentle shake of the head. He stared at me and smiled, " Babe I thought we have thrashed this out?" He said. So much for calling me babe. Why the term of endearment when there was no assurance of a commitment? " Since we're not going to ever fall in love with each other, I guess we can see different people right?" I asked.

"You are a terrible woman to use that silly endearment. I prefer you call me another thing," "Mi amor?" Nathalie raised her brows, chuckling as she repeated those words, "Mi amor," Johannes stared at her beautiful, ocean-blue eyes. Those eyes that reflect the dashing sky above them. Her lips that lure him to claim them. Her face that simply shouts beauty. (Mi amor is a Spanish term that means "my love" and was often used as an endearment between lovers.) Johannes pulled her to himself and finally devoured her lips. The sweet taste of it was just like yesterday. He smirked not long after she responded to his kisses as she roped her hands on his neck...

“Very good, what about dinner?” “All cooked,” she replied promptly, raising her head up to see them. The girl had tanned skin and scars on both arms and legs. Her smile was too wide to the point where it reached her eyes, her slightly yellow teeth exposing themselves at Valentine. “Pretty…” “Baby, this is my helper, Mary,” William introduced. “Mary, say hi to my fiancé, Valentine.” “Baby?” She felt her heart sink. Her eyes were looking deep into his, confused. “Well, of course, as couples, we need to call each other with endearments.” He scooped his arm around her waist once more and pulled her close. He planted a quick kiss on her temple and he asked for reassurance, “isn’t that right, baby

Her dressing is kind of different and alluring at the same time. He was keeping his one hand on her slim waist and pull her more into him showing his claim …of course! **It's time to claim what you're my Little lamb! I am loving it the way I am using different endearments for you naturally. Like a normal person but nothing like normal.** Falocne kissed her temple which made her stare at him. Soon all the men averted their gaze from them as they were not allowed to see their King and Queen.

Just a calm one, a calm silence where each of us appreciates the beauty of the moon night scenery. A few minutes later, Dion broke the serenity between us as he softly speaks the words, "This is a perfect place for a very important event in your romance life, don't you think, sweetheart?" Unconsciously, I painted a small smile on my lips when I heard him call me 'sweetheart' again, the endearment he's now using to me. For some reason, I wasn't bothered by the endearment like how I used to. Perhaps I am being used to it as well? Yea, maybe that's it.

He pulled his head away and I pouted. Running his thumb across my lips he said "My love, you have me. All of me. No matter what." Ugh. This man and his lovely words. When all I need now is his lips on me. He barked out laughter and pressed himself against my thigh. Feeling his excitement just excited me more. "Is this what you want, princess?" Groaning and pulling his face back to mine. "You know exactly what I want, sweetness." "Oh, now I get a term of endearment. I like it." His beautiful eyes twinkled and it made me feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

" I'm busy Diane, so I suggest you speak up now or leave " " Someone's in a haste to get rid of me" " Does it bother you?" I scoffed " Kinda.. it's new" " There's always a first time for everything " " I don't like this new change" " Neither do I, but what choice do we have " " You could be nicer" " I have enough on my plate, niceness can find its way in the freezer" " You used to love me " " I think we both know we were being childish "

Seeing how the other still hadn’t learned his lesson and continued to use that embarrassing endearment, Noah’s dissatisfaction grew, and he smacked the table, “You–you–you…! You think I can’t come up with equally as embarrassing endearment?! You! Just you wait!” Far from frightened by the threat, Levi’s eyes lit up instead, “Of course you can.” He cooed, “Here, let me give you a few ideas to consider…” his rich baritone dropped lower into a sinful, seductive whisper, “Darling~ Precious~” with each word, he came closer to Noah’s face, “Honey~ Love~” finally he paused centimeters away from the petrified Noah, and puffed warm air directly into his neon pink ear, “Hubby~”

He had brought me more happiness than he would ever know and the dam that threatened to break from the back of my eyes was proof of how much his words had touched me. Don't get me started on the new endearment. That just made my week and some. He made me feel special. The new endearment soothed my fragile and sore heart. I am used to him calling me Little One and Sweetheart, but Darling, that one is new. While him calling me Sweetheart or Little One made me happy and filled my stomach with butterflies, him calling me Darling made me happier and filled my stomach with a zoo. "Come here, Sweetheart." He softly coaxed with a soft smile as he moved his chair back and opened his arms welcomingly.