Novel & Cerita Dystopian Names

‘January 2nd. If the boy survives this dark winter, I have already decided on his name. I will name him Zachary. After my own father. My father was a simple Omega, a man who worked the timber lines until his hands bled, but he was kind. He was an honest man who loved his family with every breath. My son will never bear the name of Henry Alonso. He will never be a weapon for the royal throne. I would rather my children grow up as nameless rogues in the wilderness than let them be corrupted by the cruelty of the Alonso legacy.’ Duncan gripped the edges of the notebook so tightly the cheap paper began to tear. Zachary. He had named the boy after her father. He had completely stripped the Alonso

“Yeah. Something powerful. Something with a meaning. I mean, our baby’s going to grow up in chaos.” “I know,” I muttered. “Born in fire.” He chuckled. “Exactly. So we give them armor. A name that screams strength.” “Like Athena?” He nodded. “Or Zion. Or Nova.” “Nova Morgan-Foster,” I whispered. “That’s got a ring to it.” We both laughed softly. Then he went quiet. “What?” I asked. He stepped closer. “I miss this.” “What? Me insulting baby names?” He didn’t laugh. “I miss you.”

“What kind of names do you like?” He brightened. “For a boy… maybe ‘Elliot’? For a girl, ‘Seraphina.’” “Beautiful choices,” I said, resting my head lightly on his. “I was thinking of something like ‘Lucien’ for a boy. Strong, timeless.” He practically melted. “I love that.” Every word I said was a lie. But each one was a step closer to freedom. If I had to fake a future to survive the present, so be it.

“The word Thorne kept using to describe us. What was it again?” “I think she said we were ominous,” Eric said. “Perfect,” I said. “What’s perfect?” Daryl asked. “Our name,” I smiled. “How about we call ourselves…The Ominous?” “Catchy,” Daryl said. “It fits,” Rick said. “Fine, I guess it’s a cool name,” Adrian said. “Still think mine was better.” She pouted. “Fine, we’ll call ourselves The Ominous,” Natalie said. “Better than Adrian’s idea!”

I was dying here to bring them into the world, so yes, I will give the names. — If they are weak names, I won't accept them. - It says. - Just that. - You will accept. — He looks at me doubtfully and I smile. — I wanted to revive the family, and before deciding I thought a lot that... well, we can't erase those who brought us here, and I wasn't going to do like my mother and put my name on her, much less curse the child with my father's name. — We laughed. — So I thought it would be kind to name them after important, kind-hearted people in the family. — Kaanadan furrowed his eyebrows. — They will be called Gianna and Dantas, like their mother and brother, so that they are not erased from thi

He shyly informed her as his point fingers met. ‘Nice idea,’ She thought while her not-cooperating face gave a not-that-interested look. As she thought for an ideal name, an inexplicable word sprang out on her mind instead. “Morgenstern,” she mumbled without lifting her chin from her palm. “From now on, you will be Morgenstern Dale. [Meaning: ‘the valley of the morning star.]’” Reading Erin Morgenstern's book "The Starless Sea" was her favorite past time. "We are all stardust and stories, indeed.

Johan said with a frown. “Dagon!” the small child chirped. “Eh? What did he say?” Dorin asked. “Dagon!” Aidan said again, thumping his chest. “Me, Dagon.” A small laugh came from Damien’s direction. “It seems he prefers the name you gave him,” he said. “Dagon Aidan.” Seb said in his whispered voice. “He shall be called Czar Dagon Aidan.” he repeated. “That is something you should not say out loud, Silver Tongue.” said Damien. “A person’s real name should remain hidden, lest someone takes it away.”

They had just found out that they were expecting a boy, and were now trying to decide on a name for him. Danielle: What do you think about the name Ashar? Cyrus: Hmm, it's not bad. But I feel like it's a little too popular. I'd like something a little more unique. Danielle: Okay, how about Hazareth? Cyrus: I like that one. It's not too common, but it's still a strong name. Danielle: Yeah, I like it too. Hazareth it is. Cyrus: Wait, what about Pyro?

“Why don’t you make a new one from your old one? Since you can’t get rid of the Band on your wrist, it would make the most sense to just turn a negative into a positive.” “What do you suggest?” I said, scraping around the edge of my tin. “Nomo?” Diesel rattled “Mono? Sounds like a disease. Who names a person after a disease?” I tried to hide my laughter. I knew a few people walking around with some very questionable torture and disease names. “Noom?” he sighed “Omon?” I heard him gasp, and I cringed instantly. “I’m not being called Omon” I snapped “oo-mon? I’d rather go with Mono.”

“ Yeah but I'm shipping the both of you, the both of you like each other, I've been observing you two--” That's creepy. --and you two are so perfect, I shipped the both of you, you guys are so cute.” She cooed. Oh God, so creepy. “ Do you know how that I created ship names for the both of you ?” Definitely creepy! “ Ashlie, Ashky, Kyston. Pick your choice.” She said looking at me with a grin on her face. They are all terrible ones except one. “ Kyston, I like it. It sounds like a name we could give our son.” I answered, then her smile widen.