Witchy Nicknames Novels & Stories

Saber told him. “This is slow?” Nate asked. “Things are a bit different now,” Gomez said. “She needs some care, don’t you, Twinkletoes?” She grinned up at Gomez. “I like that nickname. But I like sweetheart too. And Baby girl. Not Spitfire, though.” She glared up at Saber. “That’s too bad, Spitfire.” “Never had so many nicknames. Does it mean you like me?” “That’s exactly what it means,” Saber told her.

The witch patter her as a comfort, "You are not giving me false hope, kiddo. You just might help me." "Sometimes I feel like you can read my mind." Kitty sighed and admitted one of her long suspects. "Haha, that's NOT one of my specialty." The witch burst into laughter, "I'm more familiar with divination. You can call me Winnie." "I'm Kitty. Hmm, so what's your friend's specialty?" Kitty laughed at herself in her head. She somehow felt as if there was a connection between them just because the old witch made a mistake. She knew it was silly, but she couldn't help but to be more and more curious about this mysterious witch.

"Vanilla for Rowan, eww Chocolate for Ryan, eww Cookie and dough for Leo, Double chocolate for Wylan Coffee for Skylar Mint chocolate + buttered pecan + moose track for Nicholas, ewwww" she finishes and they all laugh. She knows everything about the boys. She surely is not going to use the nicknames infront of her dad right. They would be embarrassed to know that her father knew that they let her call them with nicknames. However, those nicknames are meant only for them and solely for them.

Maybe she could even make it a game of Bingo, or a drinking game where she’d take a shot every time some bullshit pet name got directed her way. Let’s see: so far I’ve had ‘baby girl’ – though Wolf gets a free pass on that one – and ‘sweetheart’, and now ‘honey’ and ‘darlin’’. Waiting on ‘doll’, ‘babe’ and ‘baby’ and then we’ll have all the usual suspects. These boys aren’t known for their originality, after all, and it is one hell of an effort to remember a woman’s name, huh?

that's super creepy, and if I didn't smell you or feel your presence, I'd assume you were a complete weirdo. Nikolai: You knew and you didn't say anything? And I'm weird? What gave you that conclusion, baby-girl? **Swoon** I don't think I will ever be able to live if he ever calls me by my name again. Baby-Girl, Love and oh holy sugar dumplings ... 'Sweetheart' are the names that send my breast into a complete freak out. Puckered nipples and underwear that gets drenched every time. When I haven't responded to his text, he sends another.

"See how they are acting? Say something nice about my dress." Maddox was not in a mood to indulge Mindy. "Sorry, Min. I don't get a hard-on when I see you." Mindy slapped his shoulder. "Can't you be polite? I am your sister. Save that behavior for the girls who are fawning over you. And I told you not to call me that." Mindy never liked that nickname which Maddox used when he wanted to tease her. Why does he get to be Max (aka maximum) while she is Min (aka minimum)?

"She is, call her something sweet like Baby, honey, cuddly, Hon'bun, sunshine, wifey, pookie, snook..." "Wait! Stop! Eeew, let's forget about all the rest of the cringy names, what is cuddly? What's pookie?" Zulaihat asked. "Cute names to call one's spouse durrh. Okay Yaya, what'd you use to save her number?" "Hayati." Ruqayya frowned, "now that's waaay too common, come up with something else." "Her other number is saved as Habibty."

My eyebrows lift when the woman puts down her rum in the sand and falters forward with laughter escaping her lips. "Don't judge me—it's a beautiful Friday night, and I'm in the company of a gorgeous older man." My lips twitch, yet I resist the urge to laugh. "It's Tuesday..." Tide cracks up. 'In her defense, she is cute.' "Whatever!" Natasha rolls her eyes at me. "Who even keeps track these days? The world has already gone under, Hayhay." Hayhay? Is that my nickname?! Isn't that the stupid chicken from Disney's movie Moana? Could a nickname get even more insulting!?

“And you think I’ll take that just because you said so? We’re in this, till I say we aren't…missy.” “Enough with the weird names. You know my name—Nicole.” He turned his head slightly, his grin just infuriating enough to make my fingers twitch. “Why? Does it make your heart flutter when I call you names?” I scoffed. “Please. The day that happens, I’ll jump off a cliff. Just call me by my name.” He hummed, pretending to think. “Nah, they fit you better. Shorty” he smirked. “Oh, really?” I leaned back, crossing my arms. “Then I guess I’ll call you Ego head from now on. That’s for when you talk too much. And Hockman…for when you call me by my surname.”