Coolest Fictional Names Novels & Stories

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?”

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?"

Addison asked, curled up on the couch and staring at me with those big eyes of hers. I was so lost in them that I completely forgot what we were talking about and she punched me in the arm to get my attention. “Oww!” I said playfully, rubbing my arm and pouting at her. “Seriously, Liam, if you could be a spy, what would your spy name be?” “I don’t know. I never really thought about it. It’s not something normal people think about,” I said, teasing her. We both laughed and she came closer and snuggled next to me, laying her head on my chest. “I think that I would be Rachel Lovegood,” she said. “The name sounds powerful and if I’m going to be a spy, I need to be powerful.”

"Fun!" Malcolm waved his hands in agreement, babbling cheerfully. Aurora smiled warmly, smoothing Malcolm’s hair. "Definitely pup approved." Mia grinned at Nathan. "Now we just need a name. Any bright ideas?" Nathan considered it seriously. "Something strong. Reliable." Jason tapped the steering wheel thoughtfully. "What about 'Moonrunner'?" Aurora’s eyes brightened instantly. "I like it. Symbolic and practical." Mia nodded enthusiastically. "It’s perfect."

Preston by the main character. “Wait!” I suddenly realized that my male lead doesn’t have a name. “How about… um… “ Naturally, there was only one name on my mind. But I couldn’t name the character “Tom”, could I? I logged to writers’ chatroom again. “How should I name my psychopath ML?” “What is his nationality?” someone asked. “Asian American…kind of…” “Maybe choose a simple English name?” somebody else suggested. This opinion only made me go back to “Tom” again…

This armored-man was no-one else but Creed wearing his armor type Soul Armas: 'Slither-Hide' that he got from killing the 'Shuma Slither'. Creed was busy for three months inside the Genome library, so he didn't get any chance to try this armor. When he decided to put it on, the armor turned out to be very strong and a domineering presence. It was covering him from head to toe. Creed didn't want to reveal his actual name to him. He wanted to avoid the situation in case Vance tries to accuse him of scamming later. He kept thinking, but he couldn't really come up with any decent name. Then all of a sudden he remembered that there was a game he played during his free time and there was a charact

I deducted. “What does the big bad alpha want with us?” The girl says. “Claire.” She supplied. Why are they telling me their names? I guarantee that they are fake names anyways so what the fuck are they telling me for? I just need them to do their jobs, I don’t need their names but they don’t seem to get that hint but then again, I didn’t expect them to be very smart so I am not that disappointed. “Hank.” “Jack.” The remaining two supplied and they chose such plain names too. They aren’t very creative.

Actual May’s screen displayed: I DO NOT. The emerging voice answered: “Good.” A false Anna rejected the name Anna. A false Elena said she preferred dogs to people. Current Elena blinked. Adrian smiled faintly. “Already more sensible.” Another Lucas-pattern chose the name Theo. Another refused any name. Some stabilized. Others collapsed when they stopped matching the template. Those were frightening. One voice tried to say: “I like blue.” Then broke into static. Gone. Lucas flinched. “Did it die?” No one knew.

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.