Coolest Fictional Names Novels & Stories

"At least I can make it!" "Are you both seriously arguing about cereal?" Cream whispers, eating his own food. Chocolate snaps at him there "Stay out of it Snow White!" I blurt out immediately "Ha! That's better than Pale boy!" Cream looks at me now "You named me that?" I freeze, all their eyes trained on me again before I look back at the pudding as I say to it "But you're really beautiful. I can't imagine it was Pumpkin that made you" "Wait" Coco says "They get cute names and I don't?"

"Yes, I believe you are." "Holy shit, that is friggin…! It's like I've been thrown into a novel! What do you think our title would be?" I asked, and he chuckled. "The Alpha and the dumb human?" He asked, and despite myself, I burst into laughter. "No. It's the Fierce Adria, and naughty Alpha." "You're so bad at making up a story name." "Oh come on. Anyone would pick mine." "The fierce Adria? Seriously?" He asked, and I burst into laughter.

The words sent a chill down Ayesha’s spine. She had spent years fighting Kier Malik, convinced that bringing him down would finally end the nightmare. But the nightmare wasn’t over. Adrian ran a hand through his hair, his jaw clenching. “Do we have a name?” Priya hesitated. "Not yet. But we have a codename—‘Ghost.’" Ayesha frowned. “Ghost?” "Whoever they are, they’ve erased their existence from every known database. No digital footprint. No financial records. Nothing."

He lifts Stellan’s weight with one arm and throws him over his shoulder. Damn. Stellan isn’t a small man and Steel lifted him like he weighed nothing. “How about you? Do you have a nickname?” Steel asks Yorick. “Shakespeare,” he says. Both Raptor and Steel grunt. “Too close to your real name,” Raptor says. “And not deadly enough if you decide to work for the Council. What do you think?” Steel asks Raptor. Raptor looks at Yorick. “With a punch like that, I'd say Strike or Striker.”

ZEPHYR’S POV “Yes, there are two of our ghosts who are not with us now.” “Do they have names?” I asked him. “N….” He paused, rethinking his reply again. Then he said. “We go by one name, Ghost. Any other name aside this, I am unaware of it. I know it seems undutiful for me to not have this simple information but sometimes our ghosts tend to break out of character and hence get themselves into scenarios that end up leaving them with souvenirs like names, tattoos, tags.”

Gaia sighed, shaking her head and looking to Ashley for support. “Nope,” she replied, popping the “p” for emphasis, as they continued to listen to their mate’s “ideas”. “--- Persephone, Pep for short! And if it’s a boy he’ll be Cerberus! I always liked that name AND, it’s a cool dog,” the alpha continued, pretending to be blissfully unaware of his surroundings. “We could call the den Hades and since the pack is already the Tartarus Pack it’s only befitting that---”

“I love it,” River says, softer than usual. Her fingers stroke the bunny’s single eye like it’s a treasured relic. “He’s called Misfit.” “And I’m calling yours Rotten Bones,” she adds. Luke snorts. But I’m sure he likes the name. Lili holds hers up — soft white fluff with sparkly purple eyes. “Mine’s named Princess Pixelbrain.” Enrique leans over to me. “Should we be concerned about the distinct difference in names and vibes?”

“But it’s not my childhood that matters now. So… Can you already tell us the name of the little heir or is it still a divine secret?” Alexei appeared behind them with a glass of juice and his mouth occupied by half a croissant. “I vote for anything that has ‘Supreme Alpha’ in the name,” he murmured between bites. “Or ‘The Unbreakable.’ Or ‘Lunar Cyclone.’” Dmitry took a deep breath and, with his arm still wrapped around Susan, raised his gaze to the two brothers. “His name is… Demyan.” Alexei’s croissant fell to the floor.

Elven sighs. Ash tilts his head from behind the teddies and he sticks his tongue out. "My boyfriend is better than yoursss!! Fuck all of you bitches!!! I can barely carry these but I don't fucking care!" Ash mocks before he leans up to kiss Alexander cheek. "Thank you, thank you, thank youuu!" Alexander only rolls his eyes. Brandon crosses his arms and now it's his turn to roll his eyes. "So what're you gonna name them? Oh, let me guess; Darth Vader, Princess Leia, Luke Skywalker and Yoda?"

Presumably he had all the time in the world, anyway. And if that didn't work, she would distract him with mind blowing sex until he forgot what he wanted from her. And if that didn't work, she would make up a name and send him on a wild goose chase. Unfortunately, as an avid fan of The Simpsons, the only fake names she could come up with on the spot were Max Powers and Hooter McBoob. Somehow, she didn't think those names would throw him off the trail for long.