Double Meaning Name Novels & Stories

He holds my hand, his fingers cold and bony, yet his touch is gentle and affectionate. "Anna. Oh, Anna! You have a beautiful name. Do you know the meaning of the name Anna, young lady?" he asks, animated and mysterious, his voice carrying an almost paternal tone, something I never had from my real father. I slowly shake my head, unable to find the words. "Anna is short for Anastasia, which means to rise again. You carry resurrection in your name, dear girl," he says, his voice warm. He pats the back of my hand lightly, a gesture that transmits comfort and hope. "Yes, you will have much renewal, dear."

“A baby or, you know… our baby but not a pup. That makes it sound like we adopted a golden retriever.” He laughed low in his chest and kissed the side of my head. “Alright, alright. Our baby.” There was another long pause, but it wasn’t awkward. It felt… peaceful. “I’ve always liked the name Nia,” I murmured. “For a girl.” He looked down at me. “Nia?” “Yeah. It means purpose.” His eyes softened. “That’s beautiful.” “What about you? Any name you’ve always liked?” He thought for a moment, then said, “If it’s a boy, maybe Damian.”

Nancy said, smiling at the duo as they held tightly to her arms. “I think we should call the first boy Richard. It means strong and brave. I want him to be strong and brave,” Leo spoke first. “Ri..chard…..” The words rolled off Nancy’s tongue softly, as if she was tasting it. “I like it. It has a good meaning.” “Then we should call the second boy Kayden. I don’t know the meaning like Leo does, but I like the name, it sounds nice,” Lex said and everyone chuckled lightly.

"You have twin boys." Elara holds them both. One in each arm. Overwhelmed. Terrified. Thrilled. Two babies. How did they hide through months of ultrasounds? How did she not know? "We only have one name," Kieran says. "Marcus Julian. We need another name." "Daniel," Elara says immediately. "Marcus and Daniel. Daniel means 'God is my judge.' It's perfect." "Marcus Julian Vaughn and Daniel... what's the middle name?" "Hart. Daniel Hart Vaughn. For Rachel. For who I was. One baby named after your father. One named after mine."

His voice boomed across the quiet room. “We have gathered to celebrate my children and announce them to the world” we presented the twins, “As per the customs we shall announce their full names. My Luna and I have made our decisions, so listen as she calls out their names.” he stepped aside. I stepped out fully, “it is said that names are the doors to our souls. These names are by no way random but made to Honour what we've lost, to show that they're still part of us and as a way to show our gratitude.” I paused, my gaze wandering, then continued.

There's not much on it, but the book says I can add as often as I like. Dawn told me her name means "light." The book expounds on knowing your name's meaning and changing it if you don't like it. Ajay means "unconquered and invincible." I love it. I would have never known my name's power had it not been for this book. Since I'm friendless and unemployed, I finished reading my book in four days. The moment I finished, I emailed Dawn. Immediately, she emailed me her phone number and asked me to call.

The Princess raised an eyebrow. “Yes and it… well, it also has a lot of meanings… like a lot! A really, really lot!” Eden insisted, internally scrambling her brain at the same time for her on-and-off language lessons with her father years ago, “In the West, your name literally means like a melody but… but in the Bible your name might as well be derived from the name ‘Ariel’–which means lion of God!” A beat of silence. “Huh,” the Princess smirked, “I didn’t know about that–”

I laughed as I felt our child move. “What...what would you like to name them? Do you have name ideas?” she asked. “Hmm. What about Teskos for a boy?” I offered. She furrowed her brow turning to look at me. “Teskos? What does it mean?” she asked. “I’m not sure. I like how it sounds.” I shrugged. She laughed. “Well, it would be unique. He’d be the first to bear it.” she smiled. “But what about a girl? Though I’m fairly certain, we are having a son.” she asked. “I don’t know. What would you like to name a girl?” I countered. “Zoe. I’ve always liked it, and it means life and our child is a new life that we created.” she smiled. “I like it. So Teskos for a son and Zoe for a daughter.” I nodded.

********* Lucian-Means light Arabella- Means Lovely; elegant And both are Latin names ******** Farrah- Means happy (Arabic) Eleanor- Means Bright, shining one; sun rays (Greek) Alice- Means Noble; kind (English) Rydstorm- Means law unto itself; very active (Sweden)

English was a second language to me at that time. It was Mom who came up with the name Plinio. It is Roman in origin but is also used in Latin as 'plinus' meaning rich, abundant, or in plenty. Mom firmly believed that names do have an influence on one's personality. According to her, nothing would ever be minimal for me. Whether it be a talent, phase, emotion, health, prosperity, or anything. She always called me by my full name and admonished Dad for calling me Nio even though he was just teasing Mom to get a reaction from her.