Novel & Cerita Band Names Ideas

by The Cranberries on the inside of her arm. I glance up at Blanca. "Being a high school dropout without a GED is quite sad." Perry grins. "You tell her, Lennox." "I could secretly be a sad alien," she says with a silly smile. "My weapon would be my tear ducts." The Johnsons. I can't help but smile. Perry returns to his sketch. "Sad Alien would be a cool band name." "Yeah, imagine the Sad Alien merchandise. Plushies, toothbrushes, condoms, dildos — with the slogan: 'I want a sad alien in me'."

“That reminds me… we need a name. We’re building more than a pack, we’re building a kingdom. Should we call it Seralyn? Or something else?” Suggestions came flying from every direction. “Moonvale!” someone shouted. “Whitefang Keep!” yelled another. “Daeira’s Den!” Tarin heckled, earning a round of laughter and my tomato-red blush. I rolled my eyes but grinned. “Real funny, Tarin.” Riven leaned close, smirking. “I like Daeira’s Den. Sounds sexy.” Kael snorted, deadpan as always. “Sounds like a bar.” Auren, wide eyed, chimed in. “What about Seralyn though? It feels… right. Like it belongs to all of us, not just one person.”

He was not letting his jealousy show among the crew but he didn’t believe Angela would fall for the charmer that fast. Alex hesitated before taking her offer. He sat beside her and cleared his throat. “W-what do you…” he cleared his throat again. He always did that when he was anxious. “…call yourselves?” They had never thought of that before. They should give their little crew a name. “I, Justin and Miles are originally called the bandits but because of Angela and her…our mission we can change it to…the restorers of Prestoria!” Kale shouted giggling. “That is dumb. I prefer…” Justin stroked his cheek thinking. “…Prestorian Restorers.”

(◞‸ლ) “So we had to be more creative,” Blackie narrated with heartache, “‘Soul Cuddle’, ‘Soul Tango’, ‘Mwah, take my hugs and kisses!’, ‘Love me, darling, ah, ah!’…” he sighed ruefully, “…All kinds of name ideas kept being suggested.” Noah doubled back with gaping mouth, “And all of those unbelievably shitty names were already taken?!” “No,” Blackie sighed ruefully, “Because they were shitty, not a single one passed the majority vote.”

“Fair. But if you ever want to talk, I’m here.” “I know,” I said softly. “Thank you.” We spent the rest of the afternoon making plans. Talking about business names. Style ideas. Possible color palettes. It felt good. Freeing. Later that night, we sat in our tiny apartment living room, boxes of takeout in front of us, papers and notes scattered around. “Okay, what about ‘AnVé Fashion’?” Sandra suggested. “Anna and... something French sounding.” “Hmm…” I smirked. “Sounds expensive.”

Chinua shook his head. "This guy is gaining recognition from all and sundry. Do you know what people call our band? "IK's band" can you imagine? I fear this guy has left the group to establish himself independently. All attention would be on him and our names would fade off into thin air. We would loose our relevance guys." Odogwu included.

Dominic asked him. "Hm, I am thinking of... black knights? But, do we need to change our group name?" asked Kian. And they all said yes in unison except Kaleb and Vance. Kian raised his hands in surrender. And then, "Oh! I get it! What if...'SMΛKN TAMB'?" Kian said excitedly. "Kian!" "Luna!" Kian flinched and Kaleb is laughing like a mad man. Kian pouts crossing his arms on his chest. "Why so mean? What's wrong with that? At least it contains all of our initials." Kian mumbled.

“From the look of it, I think they split from the same egg as Christian and Theresa.” Kaeden nodded his head and asked, “What do you think about naming him Caius and his twin Cairo?” Corbin shook his head with a do what you want look on his face, writing Caius’s name down on the red band he said, “Kitten, I really don’t care what you name them as long as they have a name and we can identify them it’s okay, there are too many pups to argue over what we name them.” Kaeden made a mental note to kill Corbin later and said while he tied the red band around Caius’s ankle, “I think we should buy them clothes matching their bands, make them easier to remember for the pack members and Sins.”

"And we need to develop a show. Any fool can stand there and sing while they play an instrument, but if that's all they do, they might as well be furniture. They'll be forgotten by the time the patrons get home. If you put on a show, add some humor, develop a hook that people will remember, they'll talk about it. That way, the next time they decide to go out, and see us advertised in the entertainment section of the paper or the internet site of the bar, chances are that we'll be the ones they come out for. That will make the bar owners happy, which will mean we get more bookings, and more money." I paused. "And it probably wouldn't hurt if we had a name." This led to a long debate. Celtic a

He then said, "Hey Mez, since we're a team now? erm... are we? hahaha, I just got too excited!" "Haha yes of course! I wouldn't have it any other way, so Julian, what sort of name do you want?" "Hmm... something that rhymes with yours, you know, so we sound like this dashing team! basically, something less formal than Juuulian you know?" "Hey, your name is nice! what do you mean less formal?"