Citlali Name Meaning Novels & Stories

Where Catalina, not the Don’s wife, could simply… breathe. La Libertà. Yes. That would be its name. And no one needed to know what it really meant. Except me.

Hold strong for us. Again, he felt that small flutter in his mind and knew it was his daughter. He tasted the word – lańa. Daughter. He had never had much of a family and the memory of the one he’d been born into was dim. Now he had a lifemate and daughter. We wish to call you Carisma. Your mother and I consider you a gift, a precious treasure we are honored to love. Carisma means gift. Does this name suit you?

I say as she leaves the terminal and out of sight. “Tati, find out everything you can about a woman called Anastasia Renato. I want it all before we land in Sicily.” I say to her and she nods her head when Ivan chuckles and I look at him and raise an eyebrow. “What is it?” I ask him, and he smiles at me. “Anastasia in Russian means resurrection. Renato in Italian means born again. I would hedge a bet that she is Cassandria.” He says, and I nod my head at his words.

They stream down my cheeks, as his hand reaches for me again and wipes them away softly. “ Our daughter, Princess. ” He whispers, caressing my cheek, “ You gave us the best gift in the world. ” “ I can’t…believe it yet. ” I look down at her, at her little hands, those soft feet. I have rarely seen a baby this small before. “ Name her, Princess. ” Aleister says, running his thumb along my quivering bottom lip. “ Elidi. ” I blurt, without hesitance. Elidi—a month ago, Aleister suggested that name. When I asked him what it meant, he told me it meant “a gift of the sun”.

His deep, raspy voice didn't quite match his modelesque face; but I was thankful he hadn't slammed the door in my face and went back to bed. "Astraia Ilithyia." Please don't ask me what the hell my mother was thinking when she named me. I chalked it up to the pain meds. The man slowly started to smile. I thought he was going to start laughing, but to my surprise he didn't. "That's a doozy. My name is Baltasar; it literally means 'protect the king'". I felt a sense of relief when he told me his name; it was almost as bad as mine. My first name is of Greek origin. Astraia was a goddess of justice. My last name is of Greek origin also.

I mused on his inked masterpiece. Damiano responded with a knowing smile. He didn’t say a word but instead took my hand to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on the back of it, all while his focus remained on the road. “And your name?” He asked, keeping my hand in his. “Althaia means ‘one who heals and one who takes care.’” “I like it. You are a pure soul, your name suits you.” He gave me a soft smile, making me return a shy smile.

Eric did not seem to acknowledge the british side of him not after what his mother did. Leona and I are having a baby girl and here is my list of names as the soon to be father. I'm quite excited. High but very excited. Araceli - Alter of the sky. Cool aesthetic. Blanca - White. The meaning is a bit out of it but i love it and Leona will too as for her parents, they have no say. We did not make this child as a group bang. Hermosa - meaning beautiful because Leona is a beautiful woman, our daughter is bound to be just as pretty.

NARRATIVE ~Five days later~ Trixie! The name's of Latin origin, meaning the bringer of joy. And that's what they named her; Trixie Raya Henry. Lana's and Alistair's pretty sunshine. Adele smiled as the memories of the past five days replayed in her head.

I watch as Matteo leans over Felicia's hand and then holds it just a little too long. "Felicia? You look Italian.""Her maiden name is Hayford, but she's a Donovan now," I might as well stake my claim. "Hayford? Is your name Felicia?" Felicia nods, "Yes, it is, but I go by Felicia." "Why? Felicia is such a beautiful name. It suits you. My name means Gift of God. I like to think that I'm a gift from the Gods." I almost gag at his words, but Felicia just smiles.

Everyone clapped and walked past her again, to introduce themselves with the Wiccan name they had once adopted at their initiation. ‘Blessed be, I'm Kerian,’ Liza kissed her on both cheeks, ‘my name means dark-haired.’ ‘Blessed be, my name is Gaea,’ Anke had tears in her eyes, ‘my name means earth.’ ‘Blessed be, Ohana is my name,’ Jente hugged her. ‘Sweetheart, my name means, from the forest.’ ‘Blessed be, they call me Ville,’ Raven gave her an encouraging wink and kissed her forehead. ‘And that means protector, yours, among other things.’ He leaned toward her, the look in his bright blue eyes warming her.