Terms Of Endearment Novels & Stories

"I guess what you're trying to say is that I'm borrowing your bed while I'm here and you're sleeping somewhere else." "You guess wrong sweetie." Sweetie? New endearment? "We are not sleeping together." I said through clenched teeth. "We are so sleeping together.”

Can be used with women who are your parent’s friends even if you’re not related by blood. 23 “Son of a bitch, can we not?! It’s hot!!” 24 Whore; it’s used as an expression in most situations unless you’re directly calling a person that. 25 Prounounced ee-hah, it means daughter. In this case, it’s used as a term of endearment towards Megan. 26 Cheek to cheek kiss. 27 “You’re so beautiful!” 28 In this situation, the word is used in agreement, like “of course!” But “naman” can be used in more ways than one.

he shamelessly called her darling as he ruffled her messy hair. NiNi drifts her eyes instantly as she tries to hide her red face. They have grown so much closer these past days because of the bucket list. But Xiao Ni hasn't customized with Wang Kai using endearing words to call her. However, he insisted. He heard Ji Cun Xi call his girlfriend baby, darling, wife, puppy, my princess, prettiest woman, cherry, apple, grapes, every fruit name you can find without any burden. He also had a fiancee. Why can't he call her with an endearing name?

"When did you realize your feelings about me? You told me, you really hate women like me?" "Don't ask. Let's go home and maybe your cat is hungry." I frowned at what he said. Is his attitude back to normal again? I thought, are we really a couple now? Cringey if he calls me honey, sweetheart, or any other endearment that is popular with couples. I prefer, he just calls me by my name.

CHYNA “Hey! What are you frowning at, baby?” I suddenly heard Gian. I rolled my eyes. He used to call me baby. It was his endearment to me, and he insisted on it, especially when his Mom was around. He said all lovers had endearment with each other. I don’t know. I have never been into a relationship. “Aren’t you done with what are you doing?” There was this hard thumping of my heart inside my chest telling me I was in a big, big trouble.

He hated that name so badly. "Don't you dare call me that again okay. Why are you so poor at endearment? I would prefer you called me Darling," her eyes widened, she wasn't expecting that. His unimpressed expression turned to his signature smirk. She scoffed. "Or sweetheart," "Delinquent!" "What?! Of course that doesn't work." "Of course it wouldn't, endearment adds to your cockiness, I wouldn't want you to go insane already." She teased.

“You only have to be familiar with that name, micuța mea. You will be using that a lot for now on though I much prefer if you use a sweeter words to call me.” “How sweet are we talking about here?” Rosa can’t help but giggle and he smiled at her reaction. “Like an endearment. Very, very sweet. It would warms my heart very much, micuța mea.” “And what was that you call me?” “Tis' a sweet word for you. Micuța mea, little one." “That is kinda sweet but one, we barely know each other for this kind of endearment and two, I’m not even that small, Armand.”

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~”

I shook my head, hiding the smile that was threatening to break out fully on my face. “Of course.” He tilted his head in a teasing way. “My wife called me perfect. I guess I am perfect.” “I didn’t mean it that way.” I tried to make it sound less like a compliment, but his smile was not helping. “Then how did you mean it?” He wiggled his brows. I hit him in the chest and rolled my eyes. “Gosh, you are so insufferable.” “Only for you, baby.” I was still spiralling from Little Aurora, but he was getting even more comfortable using other terms of endearment for me.

he added quietly, leaning just close enough for his voice to drop, “and we have to use what they call endearments.” For a second, I almost laughed. The idea felt absurd—so out of place coming from him. But when I looked at his face, there was no trace of humor there. He was completely serious. “You’re serious,” I said flatly, stating the obvious. His expression didn’t change. “I call you by endearments most of the time as part of my responsibility as your husband,” he continued evenly. “You have to think of something yourself.” I hesitated, then tilted my head slightly. “Then… Alex?” I offered.