Terms Of Endearment Novels & Stories

"We see. Payback is a bitch, my love." Yup, definitely said my love then slapped her ass. Why am I so weird with her? More and more the cute little endearments were pouring out my mouth. Baby, love, princess, my love, ah and my favorite, good girl. Well, was that an endearment or more controlling asshole? I don't know. In fact, I know absolutely nothing at all.

I had bought her fake flowers because the love I had for her was fake. I just can't wait to get this over and done with. "So why are you here babe?" She said and I looked at her. "I figured that since we are together now then it's time to start using endearments don't you think customer you are my baby after all, aren't you?" She arched a brow at me but I don't respond.

"I can't believe that there is someone like you who so much advance for everything." "You should believe it because I exist, wife," he replied that flatters her with the endearment, "I was already sure about you since the day we met until I take my vow in front of God with you that's why I've never regretting preparing it in advance, my dear wifey." "Okay, I got it but what's with the endearment that you called me? It''s sounds weird and I rather you calling me by name." She sounded as if it was the weirdest word she heard that gave her goosebumps. "It's definitely weird, Arthur."

She couldn't think of a particular thing or person that would stop her from ending her life; Nobody was worth living for, not even her parents. ****** Dylan sighed as he got to the living room, he saw Tess sitting and watching her favorite TV shows; as usual. He walked past her and headed in the direction of his room, she looked sideways and noticed that Dylan had just passed her side. "D!" She shouted, she calls him "D" as her own term of endearment; To express her affection. Tess had advised Stella to emulate her term of endearment in order to make Dylan feel more relaxed around her and Stella did as Tess had Instructed but she was doing too much when her and Dylan's relationship hadn't be

"Ouch! You don't have to do that!" Basil just ignored her and pouted his lips. "Think an endearment, love. Think something else and don't call me 'love' also." "Basil is already fine. Endearment is kind of corny for me." "But it will be sweeter if you will call me in an endearment, please?" he begged, holding her hands. Irish rolled her eyes. "Okay fine! But I'm going to think first on what I will call you."

Kai’s unique heady scent engulfed my senses, numbing everything and everyone as I clung to him, focusing and greedily inhaling his scent like it was an addictive drug. “Fiona? Sweetheart can you stand, or does it hurt everywhere?” Kai whispered softly against my hair, holding me close, not minding the bloody mess I made on his shirt. Sweetheart. I never liked using endearments on anyone, neither did I like it being used on me. There was always something about using it that rubbed me off the wrong way. I don’t know why, but it grated my nerves whenever people used it on each other. But Kai was an exception. There was just something about how those words rolled off his tongue that made me warm

I spoke right inches before her lips as our foreheads were connected " I am willing to give us a chance, so please don't push me away again " "Never. " I whispered against her lips and devoured her lips, it wasn't a lustful kiss like last night. It was Real. Endearing. Enamoring.

he said slowly, “I don't think I've ever heard you call me anything.” Sophia’s brows creased in confusion. “What do you mean? I say your name all the time.” “You do.” He shifted slightly beneath her, getting more comfortable. “But just my name. Nothing else.” She stared at him. “What else would I—” “An endearment.” His thumb traced along her jaw. “Call me something affectionate.” The corner of his mouth quirked up. “I want to hear what you'd call me.” Her eyes widened a bit. “You what?”

Why she keeps calling me some dessert. 'Don't pretend as if you don't like it' Rex growled. I scratched my brows with back of my thumb. 'Ya but there are so many other endearments like Love...Honey...sweetheart... umm.... Darling..' 'Daddy....' Rex coaxed in 'Dadd...ya..Whatever' I said blushing, thought of Jia calling me Daddy, made me twitch down south. "What made you blush Warrior Kent" I heard George say with a smirk on his face

I tell him as I say the spell to mark a Beloved. When he begins to grunt I place a kiss on his neck below his ear. “Oh fuck,” he says as he shakes and I feel the rush inside of me. “Oh Rakas.” “What does that mean?” I ask as I move slowly to ride out our orgasms. “Dear, honey, it’s a term of endearment my family has not already claimed. I want that to be your nick name. My Rakas,” He smiles at me and we kiss. “Your mark is beautiful.”