Enchantress Names Novels & Stories

And Althea, bonded and newly awakened in power, might be the only thing standing in her way. Years Ago — The Outer Courts of Aeryndor Evelyne Valenhart stood alone before the High Council, her emerald robes darkened with ash and blood. The once-favored daughter of the Valenhart line, First Enchantress of the Crown, had been reduced to nothing but a ghost of scandal—betrayer, heretic, consort of forbidden power. “You delved too far,” the High Keeper spat, slamming the butt of his staff against the polished marble floor. “You bound yourself to shadows that were buried for a reason.”

“And are you a storm?” She met my gaze, unblinking. “Only if I need to be.” The air thickened just slightly. I tilted my head. “What’s your name?” “Lira.” The name hit me like a blade pressed to the ribs. For a breath, I saw white hair. Silver eyes. A glow in the dark and the destruction of Obsidian. Then it was gone. “Fitting,” I murmured. “Lira was the name of a goddess once.” The maid—Lira—inclined her head. “She wasn’t a goddess. She was cursed.”

I said, my voice taking on a teasing tone, "we need to think of some backup names too, just in case." Valerie laughed, the sound like music to my ears. "Oh, really? Do you have any other suggestions, Mr. Name Expert?" I grinned, leaning back against the couch and pretending to ponder deeply. "Well, for a girl, how about something unique and strong? Like... Athena?" "Athena?" Valerie repeated, a smile tugging at her lips. "Goddess of wisdom and warfare? Are you planning on raising a warrior princess, Ares?" "Maybe," I said, winking at her. "She'd have to take after her mother, after all. Smart, strong, and incredibly beautiful."

She struggled to open her eyes, but seemed paralyzed under the chanting. “Tell me Dean since you found her how did this come to happen? A vampire and a witch mating is unheard of amongst us. How is it this child has come to be?” Now a more majestic like being spoke and Teya could feel the power flow from her mouth through Teya’s body as if the words were wrapping her in silk. Who was this lady the older woman called Enchantress? “It’s a total fluke of nature, but I see firsthand what she can do. There hasn’t been anyone able to wield the sun rays as she does since…” Dean was caught off by the older woman and the majestic one.

For an old grumpy man like him to admire someone, that person must be so amazing. “I’m not sure if you heard her name before but she was the Legendary Archmage who froze all the northern land of the West Continent, defeated thousands of armies just by herself, and made a terrible snowstorm in the middle of the month of Fire (July). She was entitle as The Ice Goddess and Hellen of the Iceland.” Wow! That was such a cool nicknames and titles. She must be pretty strong and powerful. And it wasn’t a shock na hindi ko siya kilala dahil she was from the west continent, it was only natural.

He chuckles, as he wraps the towel around me. “Yes, she is, and her name is Coventina,” I say, beaming at him. “Coventina? Really? Do you know the origin of that name?” He asks, a look of nervousness on his face. “Um, no?” “Coventina is the Goddess of water.” My jaw drops. That’s just a coincidence, right? Like I know Auntie Morrigan’s adoptive name was not a coincidence, she really is the Goddess of War reincarnated.

the manager explained the detail of the ring that caught Ashley's eyes. "Astrid? Ten million dollars?" Ashley gasped in amazement. "That ring was called Astrid, which means divinely beautiful," Miss Lily explained. Seeing the two women only focused their eyes on Astrid, Ashton went to join them. "Mr Grey, looks like Miss White is interested with Astrid. Should I take it out so she could try it on? What do you think?" Miss Lily spoke immediately right after Ashton reached them. "Oh, no no no... That's just too expensive. I'll just get a regular one," Ashley refused instantly, didn't want to trouble Ashton to buy her an over-priced wedding ring.

Turning her so that she's looking at me instead of away from me. "I don't know what you're talking about." She begins, attempting to feign innocence. However, I know her better than that. I don't know why I didn't see it earlier. Of course, she would try to be involved with all of this. Even the name was a dead giveaway. It's a homage to the man she loves. All the signs were pointing to her being the Huntress, from their hacking abilities to her strange disappearance. Everything was beginning to make sense now.

Trevan the Assassin's Mate 25 years later Sage pov I sharpen my twin blades on the whetstone. Plucking a strand of my long black hair I drop it on the blade and grin when it falls to the ground in two pieces. My name is Sage Ravenclaw, the daughter of Nimue the original Enchantress. I'm a powerful necromancer, full-blood unseelie, assassin, and a bounty huntress. I have taken the place of Cecil's daughter as the best woman assassin in the realms and I planned on killing her in revenge for my adoptive grandfather Zaros. He never returned from her mate's home and I'm holding her responsible. I mentally spoke to my raven, ordering them to search for my target and watched them circling above in

It helped me focus on me for once instead of entire races of subjects under the charge of the Royal Family. “The name is Kenzie Isadora Venscothi. My parents are the future Luna Queen and Alpha Kings. I’m an Alpha Princess heir,” she said with a steady voice. She held herself like nobility, but she did not act like it made her better. It was simply an identity to her. “You can call me Kenzie though,” she said with a smile and chuckle. Beatrice’s eyes widened and a grin split across her face. “I always wondered what type of magic your family had. Your magic is marvelous. Yes, I can place a binding sigil. Where would you like it?”