Book Character Names Ideas Novels & Stories

I smiled a little, gazing at the title of the book. "The title sounds interesting, I think that I will read this," I said and kept the other books back on the shelf. I walked over to the couch and sat. I opened the book and the first name that I saw on the page was 'Jayden' "Seriously? Jayden is the name of the main character??" I rolled my eyes and closed the book. I stood up from the couch and returned the book to the shelf. I tried searching for another one, but there was a character with the name 'Smith'.

As the night grew deeper, and as the chaos ended, with silence returning to the world, the dead girl opened her eyes”. I was felt out of ideas about what next to write in the second chapter, but I had already decided on what the name of the book will be - The Pacific Wolf Nun, that was a perfect name for it. I covered the book and joined Hazel in bed, cuddling myself up with him.

I should have better concentration alone while writing. I chose to make use of the led monitor because had the widest screen. With a small notebook and pen on my hand, I went to sit on the well cushioned chair Ian got for me. This man has just been making life extra soft for me. First thing I did on my new book journey was to pick names for my lead characters. I would be using Sloane and Gavin. My hands were on the keyboard for solid five minutes and I haven't typed a single letter. My thoughts were everywhere but none made sense. I was in a state of confusion.

I was exicted by the news, I had always known her to be a book lover. "Nope I'm not kidding you, I've written the first few chapters." Vanessa replied, sounding more serious than I bargained for. "Oh my God, what's the title?" "Redemption, the title of the book is REDEMPTION. It's going to be more like a story about me." "If that's the case, then I'm sure I'll be a character." "Of course," "Make sure to give my character a badass name." I said with a wink, "does Rodri know about it?"

“Wands, batons, clubs, and staves. The artisans with their symbolism and character of having the utmost creativity and will.” Almost cracking a laugh with excitement and trill that he couldn’t wait to see and bring forth to the last and final loop. He just draws a cunning smile, thinking about those people, the characters, and their role to be played, when the book of Dylan opens. “Why not?” Giggling once more, the list of those people is now written in front of him. Looking, observing, and all in his amusing world. The following are written. “NATE FIGURER.”

"I just wanted to introduce myself. My name is Eleanor, and I hope that we can become good buddies." TO BE CONTINUED AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you all for reading this series until now. But don't worry, it isn't over, nowhere near. Book 3, The Alpha Princess's Bodyguard is already serializing on GoodNovel. :)

If you don't know Japhia and want to know more about him, then please read my book "KID" he is one of the most amazing characters I have written about. "Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. ~Patrick Rothfuss . Alexander's POV

It closes and we enter the car. " Changed your mind yet?" Gray asks. I scoff." I wanna help and it's final." " Thought about a name you wanna use?" " I don't really know. Zoey , Sharon or even Alicia. It sounds perfect right?" I ask and turn to look at him from my seat. " Sharon's pretty. Last name? Cause we're gonna get you a fake ID." This will be fun. "William, Stone, Miller or even Smith." " Smith is great." He says and sighs.

As Jessie stood talking with Renee, Martha, and a few other females. She noticed Kimmy was still conversing with Andres and laughing. "So have you decided on a name yet?" Martha asked. "Well, I'm playing with a few names. I saw the names Catori from a book I was reading, The Dragon's Bride. I like that name. Its unique. But I have always liked Jamie-Lee." Jessie told her. "Both are lovely names." Anna-Beth smiled.

Alice had been at this for hours, her laptop open, tabs upon tabs of names from every culture, every language, every possible origin. "Okay, hear me out," she said, her eyes sparkling with that mischievous light I'd learned to love. "Ocean." I stared at her. "Ocean." "Yes. For a boy. Ocean Bennett-Hill." "Ocean." "You're repeating me. That means you're considering it." "I'm repeating you because I'm trying to understand if you're serious or if this is some kind of test." She laughed, that sound that made the rain outside seem irrelevant. "Okay, fine. What do you suggest? Let me guess—John? William? Something that sounds like it belongs in a history book?"