Elf Names Male Novels & Stories

"You make me feel old. It's Elara." "I'll address you that way when you reciprocate," I replied, referencing my father's habit of using our full names. Elara had always been amused by it. He called us by our full names, never shortening them. Caspian Thane Orion Ragnar. Asher Grey Wulf Ragnar. Malachi Kael Darko Ragnar. Neither my brothers nor I enjoyed it, but we couldn't change his ways. It started as a tease, and now it had seemingly become a habit for Elara as well.

Which also means that dragons now protect our pack because what momma would let her little one leave her side so young? By the way, my name is Elly, and I was born an omega with the dragon mark. Shhh. don't tell anyone because we are very, very rare and the most sought after out of all wolf's. I am considered weak and worthless in this world because of my status. So when called upon, I laugh at everyone's face expressions as I prove them wrong repeatedly.

I cleared away the dishes and summoned Giselle, letting her know they would be outside, and to bring a fresh carafe of coffee with her. "Did you choose the name of your pack? Grim Fang... it just seems so ...unnecessary." Eli thought for a moment. "I just kept the name my father chose, I suppose it seemed pretty tame compared to Blood Stalker." He said, and shrugs as though he hadn't given it much thought until now. "Hmm," I mused, "Show me the notes and documents you've exchanged during your attempts to treat with the other packs."

The place was candlelit and already smelled like heaven. He pulled my chair out for me, sat across the table, and didn’t stop smiling. “So, name ideas?” I laughed, sipping the mocktail they placed in front of me. “Already? We just found out.” “Yes. Because I want to be prepared. Boy or girl. No cliches. Something strong.” “You mean like Titan or something?” He laughed. “No! I mean something elegant but meaningful. What about Layla?” “I like Layla.” “Or Elias for a boy. You know, something that sounds like he could be CEO at birth.”

No one has ever seen them wither. Seraphine raised the pale-grey-eyed child. She named him Caelith — an old Elf word that does not translate well into the wolf tongue, meaning something close to the light that remains after the fire has gone. He grew up at the foot of the old oak, and the sacred trees grew faster where he walked. He grew into the first heir in the North to carry both Elf royal blood and wolven Alpha blood. The day he came to the throne, the Elf Queen asked him:

" an imposing male voice interrupted. The first name that instantly popped on her mind was Eli. But, who was she kidding? This time around, her knight in shining armor is the most ideal guy inside the elite circle, Skylar Rivas. A lot of girls say he was Jack Frost from the Rise of Guardians, born to real life except the adorable white hair. They would state in giggles he was the polished version, more charming and whatever nonsense.

Third Person's POV "A male?" Elena was actually amused by that. Instead of letting go, she gripped his collar even tighter, shoving him harder against the wall. "A wolf who can't even tell right from wrong barely qualifies as a male, let alone an Alpha." "I'm saying this for the last time! I have zero interest in your scrawny body!" "Go enjoy yourself in bed with Pheisar and your precious Selene! Just stop barking at me like a stray dog every time I turn around!"

Our undoing. He looks up and his eyes meet mine for a second. Instinctively, my hand moves to the weight in my inner pockets, but he doesn’t notice the box. Instead, he turns his attention to the wolf. A foreign look slips into his face, but he doesn’t say anything. Then he turns to Gylen as he walks in, returning from scouting the area. ‘Anything?’ He shakes his head. ‘Not even guards. We’re in the clear’. ‘What about Argell and the others?’ ‘In the forest, I ‘spect’. He breathes and rubs his hands. ‘I think we should get back now, there’s only how far I can go under the full moon’. As he says so, his claws protract of their own accord, making him jump. ‘Right. Right, we should’. Gylen look

“There’s Caelen. After my grandfather. He was a hard man, but fair. He protected the eastern borderlands during the War and gave his life saving an entire village.” I nodded thoughtfully. “It’s strong. Classic. And I like the meaning behind it.” “There’s also Elias,” he added, glancing sideways. “Kaida mentioned it earlier.” “I’ve always loved that name,” I admitted. “It feels… soft but strong. Like sunlight through snow.” “Then there's the idea of middle names,” he said. “Lyra's suggestion… ‘Moon.’” I smiled. “Our little moon wolf.” He turned to me then, his voice softer. “What would you have named him, if this was just your choice?”

“That was my understanding. He said he came from a pack where the Alpha didn’t treat him well, some pack up north.” “What’s his name? I’ll ask the northern Alphas if they’ve heard of him,” Will says. “Elliot, Edgar, Elio, something like that. It was an uncommon name. My memory isn’t so good today. But like I said, he’s been a great help to me and Elena seems to really like him, which is good. He’s been helping me run warrior training in the mornings which has been a great help. He’s very strong and well trained.”