Terms Of Endearment Novels & Stories

Lexy felt the situation was too serious to decide, but when she heard Aldric’s new choice of endearment, she chuckled. “Love? Really?” she tittered. “Yeah! Mate. Love. Babe. Baby girl. I guess they are all the same. And there might be more like honey, sweetheart, and maybe dear….” Aldric answered confidently. “Because they all mean you, and ONLY YOU, to Ethan and me,” he added. Lexy smiled widely. And not only did her face was showing and glowing with happiness, but her eyes also expressed the joy in her heart and soul.

I shouted, scowling. But he just released a short laugh and straightened to his full height. “Nobody orders me like that, desime.” “What?” Despite how angry I was, I blinked many times after hearing the foreign word. Who knows? Maybe he just called me a bitch. That would indeed enrage me more. “It’s an endearment, Nicolette. Get used to it.” “Well, I don’t care about your spiffing words,” I replied, painstakingly refraining myself to ask what the endearment was. “Just get out, please. Let the lady enjoy her bath.”

"Don't worry, sweetheart, we just have to wait another 20 minutes before we get there." "What? Are you serious?" "Just kidding." "Danie----ohh!" I stopped immediately and bite my lips when he glanced at me. "What should I call you if you don't want me to call you by your name?" "Call me sweetheart, love, honey pie, darling, cupcake, sugar, honeybunch, or whatever you want, it will be fine with me." I can't help but stare and laugh at him. Did I hear those words from him? Did he just mention those corny endearments?

But then, she used an endearing term so maybe she isn't that upset with me for shunning her instructions. “Are you alright, my dear?” She walks closer with her hand raised up and I immediately brace for the impact of a slap. It doesn't matter that she called me “my dear.” My Mom always used endearing terms too but that didn't stop her from sitting back and not saying a word when harm was done to me.

He closes the door in her face just as she's about to say something. I tisk at him. "That was sort of rude honey." He rears back and I bite back a laugh. "What? You don't like honey? How about baby? No?" He starts to look a little flustered and I smile in triumph. "You don't like terms of endearment even from your fiance?" "It was unexpected. Is it needed?" He seems genuinely confused. "It's pretty normal for couples. Your parents never used them?" He shakes his head and moves over to the coffee table.

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.

You also called me by my name, so I was wondering. "Then what do you want me to call you?" he said as he put both of his hands under his chin and stared at me. I could feel my face getting hot. "I-I don't know..." "How about babe? I actually like that one." "That's quite common. And a lot of couple who used that endearment broke up in the end." "Then we will be the ones who won't. We'll be the first one to testify." I just couldn't help but laugh because of what he said. "Fine, that would be our endearment from now on."

Although he was still Adaline's superior for now, it didn't feel right if his wife addressed him so formally in public. Adaline turned to him with a puzzled frown. "Wh-what do you mean?" "I mean, will you keep calling me like a subordinate to a superior? We're husband and wife now, and it's only fitting that we have endearing terms." "Especially when people might think we're head over heels in love. You should also call me with an affectionate term, like Honey for example. Or Sweetheart?" "Ho-honey?" The girl hesitated.

I was starting to feel that numbing layer over everything inside of me, a self-preservation thing no doubt, so I didn’t break from everything I had been trying to bottle up inside. “It’s just a term of endearment. Like when you call someone sweetie.” “So it means sweetie?” “Well, no. Not directly. It’s just the feeling of the term. It actually translates to, uh, little paw?” “Like a dog’s foot?” That didn’t sound endearing at all. “Like when you see cute little tracks on the ground, and think to yourself, awe, I bet a creature with cute little paws made those tracks.” “Sounds like you have a foot fetish,” I murmured against my knees.

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.