Theodore Nott Full Name Novels & Stories

When he got to the end, he noticed a name scrawled on the back of the last photo: Hortense Younger, August 1995. “Who’s Hortense?” he asked. “One of your siblings?” At that, Thea snagged the album from his grasp, saying, “Nobody.” “Then why do you have a photo of her? Is she a cousin? Who would name their child Hortense?” Thea’s mouth twisted. “My mother would. My first name is actually Hortense: Hortense Anthea Younger.” Anthony tried to stifle laughter, but it came out as a cough. He started coughing, then laughing, and then laughing harder at Thea’s expression.

“You don’t have to cry like that. If you’re hurt, deal with it—but don’t fall apart over it.” “O-Okay…” the boy sniffed, trying hard to hold it together. “Theo will be good… I’ll listen to Mommy…” His eyes were still glassy, trembling with tears he refused to let fall. He was scared— That if he cried, she wouldn’t like him anymore. Scarlett paused. “You said your name is Theo?” The boy nodded quickly. “Yeah! Theo is my nickname. My full name is Theodore Cross!” He looked up at her, hopeful. Expectant.

The part where you tell me I'm crazy, you want to go home, I've lost my mind, yada yada," he says, looking bored as ever. 'Dang, he's good, that's exactly what you were thinking,' Bo says. 'He can hear you, idiot, remember?' I respond. "What is your name?" I ask. "Hmm, a new question. Good, things are already going better this time. My name is Theodore," he responds proudly. "That doesn't sound like a very wizardry name," I say dryly. He raises his eyebrow, amused at my opinion. "Come," he says quickly, standing up.

Theodore clenched his jaw as he stared intensely at the man who was slightly taller than him before a smile appeared on his face which obviously made the latter even more annoyed. “I’m Theodore Gasper, a sophomore. You’re James Rodrick, correct? Your father is Adam Rodrick, who works as a caregiver in Per Medical Center,” Theodore spoke with a small smile on his face. “I believe that it would be a waste of efforts for your father if he finds out that his only son is about to get a bad record on his school records which would affect his college application in the future while he’s busy spending a lot of sweat just to bring food on the table and pay for your tuition fee.”

It wasn't until she mentioned the groom's name that I realized I didn't even know his full name. "Mom, what's Theodore's full name?" I couldn't help but ask. Mom was stunned for a while, then she chuckled. "Silly you! How could you not know your fiance's name?" I scratched my head sheepishly. "I just… never got around to asking." "He's Theodore Vasiliev," Mom said with a smile. "The youngest son of the Vasiliev family. In fact, you actually met when you were kids." "We did?" I was surprised.

“It’s even worse than you’re thinking.” “What could be worse than—” He stops talking and at this moment, I’m fairly certain he’s put it together. “No.” He sighs. “Of all the people in the entire fucking world, tell me you are not sleeping with Avery.” I swallow guiltily, knowing that I’m about to endure a long fucking lecture about this. I don’t speak, and I hear him again. “Theodore.” I groan. “My full name. Really?” “Yes, you absolutely get your full fucking name. THEO, WHAT THE FUCK?” He yells into the phone and I pull it away from my ear with a groan.

' Bruce asked with a stifled laugh. 'No…' 'Oh my fucking lord,' Maurice laughed. They started laughing, not even shaken by the hideous sight. 'What's the full name? Theodore? Theodosius?' 'Theodore,' Carlos chuckled. Didn't Brad call him Teddison? I started laughing too, knowing the real name. 'See, even she thinks it's funny,' Bruce laughed. 'Theodore Greg Allen, not bad.' More like Teddison Greg Allen. 'Guys, don't ever call him that, I beg you.'

I called him by the name Lyra had earlier, and that seemed to make him chuckle again. “You seem to be in an oddly good spirit; what the hell was that?” Kayla was a few steps away from him, asking. His eyes traveled from Kayla back to me. “I heard she was quite a badass; I wanted to experience it firsthand.” “Who are you?” I couldn't take the curiosity any longer. "Oh, sorry about that; I'm Theodore.” He flashed a smile. Damn, he should have been named Charming instead. “But you can call me Theo instead, and by the moon, I've been dying to meet you.” He hesitated. “Sister,”

he said, "What do you want to know?" I thought for a moment. "What's your name?" I asked, "Your real name." He smiled, "Theodore." "Theodore," I repeated. He let out a short laugh, "Not what you were expecting?" I shrugged, "I was expecting Lucifer or Hades or something along those lines," I said. "No. Not quite," he said with a grin, "The name Theodore means a gift from the Goddesses." I narrowed my eyes, "Hmmm. A gift to who exactly?"

My Mom said. "No no, auntie! like, boyfriend, the boy is her friend" My parents looked at Leonard. "He isn't a boy, he's a man. learn to respect your elders Sofiya" My Dad scolded her. "Yes uncle" "I'll take my leave now, I still have work to do back at the company," he said to my parents. "Why don't we see you out?" My Mom said. "No it's fine, I have to hurry now." "Theo" he called to his assistant as they both left.