Witchy Nicknames Novels & Stories

The last thing I wanted was another disaster where I fell and couldn't get up. “50 seconds, Heart!” Lisa called behind me. My heart stuttered. She was counting the time? “Oh Goddess, what do I do?” I mumbled to myself as I neared the boys. One of them noticed me and pointed out. “Yo, check it out. It's Eggwash.” The players echoed a holler before they broke into laughter. Eggwash, TinBarbie, Bookclown, amongst others, were my nicknames. Eggwash is the most popular and the guy that came up with it was staring, no, glaring at me.

"God, don't kill someone in front of me." "No worries, honey pie. Whoever I kill won't be some innocent soul." "Jesus, where do you get these nicknames from?" "Don't like it? I came up with it especially for you." "Well, it sounds like a nickname intended for girls. Cringy." "It's not for girls. It's specially for you. Or do you prefer I call you cupcake, muffin, sugar, little honey baby, darling, or my princesso?" "Please don't. They sound horrible."

“I wish you could feel what I feel when I look at you; maybe, just maybe, then you’d have an understanding of why I can’t look at anyone else and why I can’t let you go.” A tingling feeling in my stomach before it disappeared. If Gianna were here, she’d say it’s butterflies. It isn’t that; it’s definitely something else, hunger maybe. "You look more like a Mickey Mouse. You have a nickname for me; I might as well give you one of mine.” “It sounds like an injured hen.” “No, it sounds cute. See? Mickey Mouse.” “Before giving me a nickname, practice first to see if it’d sound good when you’re screaming it.” Another step closer to me. “Kian or My God sounds better; would you like me to show you?

It wasn't that I didn't trust July — she was actually pretty cool — I just didn't want to be hounded. She just raised an eyebrow. And turned the straw toward her mouth. In that moment I could see why Nick was in love with her. She did everything with a sort of quiet elegance. “So, how are things with Nick?” She spared me a glance before her sultry eyes landed on Nick in the crowd. “Oh God, please don't tell me you're a JuNi.” She groaned. “JuNi?” “That's what our fans call us. What I've come to understand is a ship name. Whatever that is supposed to mean.”

"Hendrix, please. I feel weird," "Thanks for giving me more time to get you ready. Honey, you're not ready yet," I suddenly felt annoyed. He seemed to be skilled at calling me different pet names but I couldn't think of one to call him, let alone stick to it. Every name felt weird when I thought about it. Alpha is too challenging and will turn him on every damn time. Let's not forget it's too tense to call him that in public. Sweetheart? Nay, overused. Baby? Yeesh, hell no.

I immediately clasped a palm unto my lips after the words slip through but I know I won't be able to take the words back. Lycan lifted up his eyebrows in confusion then ask. " Tell me. What are my nicknames? " He stood up from the bed afterwards, revealing his perfect chest and abs. " Big bad wolf, the cursed werewolf. The forbidden Lycan. An engima and Icy Wolf " " An Enigma? " Maynard replied with a low chuckled. " Oh that's lame. The people should try harder " " Not when they have seen my true appearance " Lycan walk to the window and peer out. His movement so alluring and sensual. He turn to stare at Maynard. " I think it's one of those days Maynard. Should we expect rain? "

It would be useless to deny anything. “Mhm." "Why didn't you say anything then? I named you after a book character." "You looked quite excited about it," Jake said softly, getting shy. Ryder felt even more guilty. Why the fuck did she name him Midnight? Better named him Spiderman, no difference. "We can think of another nickname..." "It's okay..." Jake interrupted her. No way will he let her call anything else. She… she said she loved this character... "What's the second question?"

Harry had definitely distracted her from her focus just now! When he had asked her to call him by a sweet name, she had subconsciously thought of those intimate and romantic nicknames, such as “honey” and “munchkin”. Then, she misspoke and mixed up the terms “fighting” and “domestic abuse”. It was so embarrassing! Sienna sat in a chair, and she was finally able to calm down. Steps could be heard coming from the courtyard. Sienna thought a villager was here to deliver things to her again, but she discovered Julia and Flora had come when she lifted her eyes.

Abi and Christov started chuckling, “wait till the pup is born, trust me the name just slips from your lips, the second you see your little bundle.” Daddy smiled, yea, it does, but I like Wyatt.” We all laughed, he cleared his throat, “his nickname would be WHY, like Why did I have all these pups to begin with,” he shook his head. Momma didn’t miss a beat, “because handsome, you can’t keep your 12 inches from my…” We all yelled, “MOMMA THE PUPS.”

And I sure as shit don’t want to listen to it. “You can call me Whiskey” I said cautiously. “Whiskey?” he asked. His surprise is warranted. It’s a dumb nickname, but it’s better than the actual scientific name the hunters gave me. Viski Gol’f Dva (WG-02). Otherwise known as, Wolf-Girl Zero-Two. Pretty fucking dumb, and yet perfectly typical of the hunters to be so uncaring as to not even give their creation a name. “Whiskey” I confirmed with a nod of my head. He shrugged and stood up, brushing the dirt from his jeans.