Chainsaw Man Character Name Novels & Stories

I carefully guided her down the ramp stopping in front of Tylania and her giant. “Damn, that is a nice Harley.” The guy says. “Thanks, but what is your name? That way I can stop calling you giant in my mind.” I pointed out. “Oh god, I am sorry, this is Cahir. He is the beta of the Shadow Swamp pack and my mate. This is Kynessie.” Tylania squeaks.

“It’s all right. I have my own princess, too. We should look for your mom now. She must have gotten lost in this place, too. We might have to rescue her.” Charlotte nodded and took his hand, but the man hoisted her up on his arm. She giggled as she enjoyed the ride. “Mommy said princes are not real anymore, but you really look like one. My name is Charlotte. What’s yours, Your Highness?” “…my friends call me Gryphon, yeah, like the mythical creature.” He sighed as he walked the hall. Looking over his shoulder, he spoke to the woman behind him, “Mom, you should just head back home for now. It might take me a while before finding her mother. I’ll just call someone if I needed a ride.”

He fell on the man and I rolled him off. I could see now that it was a young boy, barely 20. “Thank you.“ He croaked “Here.“ I offered him water. “Thank you.“ He spoke clearly now. “Who are you and why was he choking you?“ “My name is Mane and that is my former Alpha's son, Tom. He's pained his girlfriend has the hots for me.“ Mane had the audacity to wink. I chuckled and pulled him up. I could see why people's girlfriends liked him. He was tall and good-looking.

Chapter 9- Illusion Of Death “Wow, then what is your name and how do you know my name?” I asked “Well.. we are telepathic and telekinetic. And as for my name…. call me Chewi” “Huh, why? Why do you have such a name?” I asked. “Well…… My real name would break your translator, and when I looked through your memories. There was a girl…..” “Aaaaaah! stop it ooooooo!” I exclaimed.

He looked at her and said. “Never mind ... just remember ...i owe you...” Heer jokingly said. “Of course i will remember...You can't even imagine what trouble you have saved me from ... you don't know my mama's anger ... in anger she makes the life of the person in front painful.” He looked at her and smiled. “By the way, my name is Shazam and my twin's Zohan, we both have similar faces but his hair is black, because of this you can easily recognize us both.”

"My world doesn't work like that. I cut your ropes and you start a fight with me, is this what you're thinking? Uh-huh, dumb move, dude." He closes his eyes, wincing, "You cold bitch." I pick the rag, bringing it to his mouth, smiling at him. "I have been called worse. Actually, the fact is, bitches are brave, not a coward like you," I press him against the wall. "The name." He exhales, "His name is John Lewis, a black coated old man, gray-haired and he has a heirloom type ring in his left hand. Happy? Now fucking cut the rope."

“When he was born, it just fit him. Nowadays, we call him chief, cause he’s the boss of everyone. Huh, Chief? Why do you ask?” “Yep, he's the boss, alright.” Saint says with an air of pride mixed with wonder as I watch Dave play with his son. “Saint, you think this kid is Endymion?” I tilt my head and try to imagine it. “Endymion’s wolf’s name is 'The Wraith'?” “Oh, yeah.” Saint says with conviction. “We’re looking at the first werewolf. He’s fucking adorable… for now.” I blink hard, then look at Dave with his little boy. How the Hell do I explain this? “Uh, I, uh… that’s… um… it’s just that… Kas’s dad… h-his name was Andy Latmus.”

He sat Nancy down on the couch with him and lit a cigarette. Will asked cautiously, "Dad, is this for real? What's the guy's name." "His name is Wilbur Penn. His skills are practically godlike. We're no match for him. Jeremy almost got killed trying to challenge him. You can imagine just how crazy he is." Those words made Will's chest lurch with terror. He slowly turned to look at Wilbur, then asked in a trembling voice, "What's your name?" "First name Wilbur, last name Penn," Wilbur replied after blowing out a mouthful of smoke.

After I calmed myself, he said his name was Chase. ​

I don’t need a wall of grief to strip me of the joyous memory I need to preserve as I descend the rope ladder. Instead I try to remember my new guy's names. Huxley the mad redhead. Sawyer, the blonde friend of Finn, Tucker, black plaits…I continue in this fashion all the way to Shadowlands, hoping the whip-crack speed of the bike whisks away the telltale scent of orange blossom.