Cool Greek Names Novels & Stories

I said as he chuckled. "Why Zachery not Liam?" He asked me looking forward to the route. "Because I found it royal! You don't know the meaning of your name!" "Should I know it?" He asked amused by my outburst. "Well now know it. Zachery means God has Remembered. It's a Greek name. I love Greek mythologies!" I exclaimed. He shook his head smiling at me. "Baby girl, We can stay here tonight and we can start up in the morning." He said dropping me down slowly. I still blushed at the name. I think I have to get used to him for calling me.

Georgia decided to try and lighten the mood. “So. We know now that you’re a Lycan and I’m a Luna. Guess there’s only one thing left for us to do now.” Hayden turned to her with a quizzical expression. “What’s that?” “We gotta pick out a cool wolf name for you.” Hayden laughed. It felt good to hear the sound of it again. “Hmm okay. How about Eros, and you could be Psyche?” Georgia thought about it. “I know Eros was the Greek God of Love, right? Cupid was his Roman counterpart.”

I giggle and they jump around me and lick me. "I'm guessing you love your present?" Dad asked "Wait I can keep them?" I asked and he nodded his head I stood up and hugged him and said thanks. "What are you going to name them?" Elijah asked "I was thinking Luna and Alpha or Athena ~ The Greek Goddess of Wisdom and War (White wolf) and Ares ~ The Greek God Of War (Black would)," I said "The second ones," my younger oldest brothers yelled out immediately making us all laugh (2092 words)

Strangely, my apprehension towards the dagger and it felt as if it was also a part of me… Suddenly, I had the thought that I needed to name the dagger and I realized that it was the dagger urging me to do so. I stared at the dagger for a moment before a smile formed on my face. I knew what to call my new friend. “Ischyros,” I called, the Greek word for mighty. It glowed for a moment in acknowledgement, and I could feel that my dagger was pleased with its new name.

I look down at the locket, at the bottom of the chain, just dangling softly against my skin. "It's... beautiful." I say stunned. "I'm glad you like it." He smiles and kisses hard. "What does it say?" I ask as I fiddle with it, reading a word on the back; Κατερίνα. "Katerina, and Katerina means pure. It's written in Greek." He traces the design with his thumb. It says my name?... I blush. "I love it, thank you." I reach up and hug his neck. He kisses my neck in return and I smile as we both pulled away. "Are you packed?" He asks me. "Eh, just about." I groan and plop down on the bed.

I put on my sneakers and together we sit in his jeep, and our journey begins. "Why are you named Blake?" I asked him randomly. "Well it took some time for my parents to name me, seeing that I was the first kid. They named me Blake because it comes from Black, and that's my hair colour. I know it is very lame but what can I do. Do you know your name's meaning?" He asked me. "Nope. I think it is common weird name." "Well let me tell you. Cali is a Greek name which means most beautiful." He informed.

"Really? Aren't you gonna stop me? You said you like me. You won't chase me?" "Nah ~ I'm good." Tilaine sighed. "That is correct. I like you. Aside from being handsome and having abs, you're a gentleman... but, sorry to burst your bubble, a dela Vega does not chase men." "Really? How are the Doukas?" "Didn't you know that Doukas means 'duke' or 'lord' in greek? So yeah, bow down to me, peasant." Luca laughed out loud at Tilaine's goofiness. "But seriously, I'm not that in love with you. I just had a crush on you, that's all. Don't be too arrogant Lindenhurst you only have six abs not twenty-four" Luca laughed again. Tilaine is really funny.

I gently laugh, then I turned to my side as were walking, then I gently pinches her nose. Eleanor just laughs, then I can feel her arms tightening around my waist. Eleanor and I entered our car and started driving towards our suite. Facts: Agápi = Love Agápi mou = My love In Greek AALLEEXXIIIAANDRRIA

This show is fucking hilarious. “Soooo,” JoJo says and I turn back to her. “So?” I ask. She rolls her eyes. “Have you thought of names yet?” Yeah, it’s my turn to pick names. We’ve decided that we all want a shit ton of kids. Like, enough to fill the alphabet. It’s why the boys have names that start with “B,” “C,” and “D.” My name counts as the “A.” Obviously with the names of the boys, Hermes got to pick the last names. He wanted them to be strong Greek names, so we ended up with names that are going to be difficult for our boys to learn how to spell. Especially poor Demetrios.

His good impression of Yris is now fading. But, Yris didn’t know this as his tears just continued to fall from his eyes. “Raine…” he called as he sobbed. “Why are you… like this?” he asked as he looked at Raine with his eyes full of pain. “We were so close before… you even were the one who gave me this name.” he told Raine. Raine’s eyes widened in surprise. I did? He thought. But, why can’t I remember? His brows knitted as he looked at Yris. Yris… that Greek goddess of rainbow Iris? He thought when he recalled their literature class.