Theodore Nott Middle Name Novels & Stories

“Have you?” “Only every day.” Nathan smirked down at me. “You go first.” “Okay,” I said with a laugh. “Adam.” “Hmm… Too basic,” Nathan said. “How about Leonard? Leo for short.” I made a face. “No way am I naming my child Leonard. What about… Henry?” “Oh, so Leonard isn’t good enough, but Henry is okay?” Nathan teased gently. “As if that’s any less old-fashioned.” My cheeks tinged a slight pink blush as I realized that Nathan was right. “Okay, okay,” I said softly. “What about Alvin?”

Brie continued to stare at Theo, not understanding what the boy said, or maybe she did. "You have to ask my dad and mom, but most importantly, my older brother. Neo won't be that easy to convince" Brie smirked and exclaimed with a challenge. "I am Theodore Nate Grey, failure and taking a no is not in my blood" Theo smirked before he muttered seriously. ****❤️Epilogue END❤️****

“No one Layla. They both said it at the same time. They would not tell me the truth. It was like they were hiding something from me. I let it go though. It was not important at the time. “So what does your name mean Theodore?” I asked with interest. Theodore cheezed at my question. “My name means gift of God, pious one.” He grinned as big as possible. You could tell he was proud of his name. “So your name literally means gift from God, loyal to God… Wow.. Talk about irony.” I thought some more… I did not like either of their last names. Of course my last name meant heavenly. I really wanted my family name to be on my business. In the end, I decided to give them all my last name if they wante

Also again, I couldn’t seem to look away. “What’s the occasion?” I asked, gesturing toward the bourbon with a tilt of my chin. Marcus didn’t answer right away. He stared upward, swaying slightly, the muscles in his back tight with whatever storm was brewing in him. “Theodore. Arthur. Frederick. Wilder.” He rattled off the names like a prayer. Or a curse. I recognized them immediately. “Middle names,” I said, treading carefully. I swallowed hard. “They’re all surnames, your father’s?”

He scratched his hair, his long dirty blond hair, he looked confused, and for a moment I had to pause and recall where the intimidating Theodore went. "I don't think Hardy wil- "Just help me out!" I interrupted, I didn't need to hear it. "Okay… Well, I'm not making any solid promises, but sure, maybe I can help you out." Theodore nodded, and it felt like he was nodding to himself, internally giving himself a tap on his shoulder like, sure he could do it, what was the big deal. My lips curved into a smile. "Thank you Theodore" "Just call me Theo," He offered.

Then, Theodore decided to speak up. "Hi! My name is Theodore, the prince of the demon realm. And, I am sixteen years old. What is your name?" "Hi! My name is Joshua. I am sixteen too. By the way, I am the son of the president of the demon realm," Joshua winked at him. Theodore couldn't help himself from laughing. "It was so awkward before. To break the ice, I just joked a little. Please don't mind it," Joshua said.

' 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.'

How could he be too safe? "What's your name?" Theodore asked, wanting to clear the air of his embarrassment. "Najay. Nice to meet you." Najay smiled warmly and outstretched her hand for him to shake. With a small smile, he took it. "Theodore. Nice to meet you too." "Oh I know." She chuckled. "I know who you are, I mean." "Oh?"

“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.

“I’m sorry, but once I heard her and that she went into our territory just to find the truth out about us, I had to hold her..” “Okay, I will give you that, but we need to be professional at the moment.” I lean down just a bit so I can whisper into her ear, “Beautiful, what’s your name?” “My name is Tina Wade. What’s yours?” “Mine is Theodore, it is a pleasure to meet you.”