Coolest Fictional Names Novels & Stories

That’s the ugliest villain name anyone could come up with. “I’ll work on the nick names.” I say with a dismissive wave of hand. For now, Crawfish man would have to do. And this is the first step to destroying Crawfish man. Okay no, we definitely need a new name. The man is evil, but a villain with an uncool name won’t make for a cool story to tell Asher and I’s kids. Let’s think of cool villain names.

He groans. * " Changed your mind yet?" Radon asks. Elsa scoff." She wanna help and it's final." "Thought about a name you wanna use?" " I don't really know. Ella , Daren or even Alicia. It sounds perfect right?" Elsa ask and turn to look at him from her seat. " Ella'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 said and sighs.

"About how Daddy changed." "Will we be in it?" Nova asked. "Yes. But we're not using your real names. We're protecting you." "What names are you using?" "We haven't decided yet. Maybe you can help us choose." Rowan thought about it seriously. "Can my character be named Max? That's cool." "And mine can be Stella!" Nova added. "Max and Stella it is." Asher wanted to be a dinosaur. We told him we'd see what we could do. "When can we read it?" Rowan asked.

He fidgets and clears his throat, looking away. "Well, I think their names are cool." He looks back at my words, raising an eyebrow. "Riot and Rebel. I think that's pretty cool." He rolls his eyes and smiles genuinely before nudging me with his elbow. "You would."

“Let’s start throwing out ideas and see what sticks.” “Okay,” Isolde said, leaning forward with interest. “If they’re dragons, maybe something powerful like Pyra and Draven.” “Or if they’re wolves,” Cheyenne added, “something classic and moonlit. Like Lune or Fenric.” Tora covered her face with her hands. “You guys are going to give them identity crises before they’re even born.” Chelsea was already on a roll. “If one’s a boy, I vote we name him Brimstone. Brim for short.”

He said. “First is Bacchus. His real name is George Miller, one of the gang leader’s right hand. Then Atlas, real name is Mario Ching. He is their intelligence. Minotaur, real name is Fred Lim. I think he’s one of their snipers. Cupid is Jay Kenley. He’s their hacker. And Pegasus is Jacob Frias, best in hand to hand combat.” Miko announced. “Let’s hope that they are the only one here.” I said.

It would exist until there were no humans left on the earth. “So you really aren’t going to tell me her name?” “You aren’t going to meet her, so what’s the point?” “You want me to keep calling her your mistress?” he asked, his eyebrow raised. “Or I can think of a few nicknames that would be more suitable—” “Cassini.” My brother would start with the most disgusting names and only make them dirtier. “Cassini…pretty.” It was a sexy name on the tip of my tongue. Women had such ordinary names that it seemed like I’d already said most of them in bed. But I definitely hadn’t said the name Cassini ever before. And it was a name I would never forget.

“You took out the Ninja? Damn dudette, mad props to you.” “Thanks . . . ” “Anyway, word is these cats call themselves the Marching Tides. I guess they see themselves as marching to turn the tides against T.H.E.M.” I may hate the bastards with every fiber of my being, but I must concede that ‘Marching Tides’ is definitely a cooler name than ‘Nick’s Minions’ as Jason and I have been referring to them up until now. “Well, they’ve pretty successfully dismantled T.H.E.M.’s operations,” I say, “so is it Mission: Accomplished for them?”

"Number 10, Alex," a voice called out, echoing in our virtual world. The source was a vibrant bird avatar, known among us as Number 3. In this place, we had abandoned our real names in favor of numbers, cloaking our identities behind the avatars of animals and mythical creatures of our choosing. Yet, sometimes they still called me with name since I said it was okay to use my real name here.

It never went away; it just went underground! There were many fierce characters in the world of warriors, like the dreaded Twelve Evil Spirits. They would do anything for money, committing terrible acts. Nobody knew their real names, but everyone knew their scary nicknames. Elio's eyebrows knitted together. He knew how tough his enemy was. In a serious voice, he asked, "You must be working for someone. Who's the one in charge?"