Fantasy Country Name Ideas Novels & Stories

Said Darien. "Neither do I. Do you remember them saying the name of the kingdom?“ Isabelle tried to remember what her grandparents said. It was a very strange name, and she found it hard to remember. “I think it was called Gava kingdom? No, Gasha!“ Darien's face turned into a deep frown, and Gabriel's paint brush fell from his hand. He couldn't believe what he heard. “Gasha Kingdom? Like Gasha, our kingdom's arch enemy." Gabriel asked.

The name of this town was not helping but she had to trust Nana's judgement. Nana had always wanted Kehlani to write a fantasy fiction. She was a great fan of fantasy fiction and this was something Kehlani could never understand. Why an Old woman would love to read about unrealistic things like Vampires, Werewolves, Elves, and other creatures that could be depicted in those gory novels what what she could never understand. Weren't the older ones more inclined to reality?

Away from everything. And then it hit me. So clean, so clear it sliced through the rest of my thoughts: I want to go. Erevar. The legendary Vampire Kingdom. A place of dusk and opulence. Where moonlight danced on black stone towers and immortals waltzed in blood-stained silk. Where witches chanted in golden script, and fae with eyes like starlight plotted with twisted tongues. I’d only ever heard stories. I'd only ever been here. I want to go.

"Okay, so if similar dreams attract each other, and a lot of people dream about sex, for example..." Julia grinned. "Well done. Yes, there are some really big dreamscapes devoted to very common dreams. They tend to persist as well, because there's always someone sleeping, and having that kind of dream. Some of them are very old. There's a dreamscape of an orgy that we're pretty sure has been going since at least the Greek Classic period, and there's a nightmare dreamscape that probably first emerged back in the Palaeolithic era." "Wow! Can we go visit some?"

I looked at the map. The dots didn’t mean anything at first. Just little lights over territories that were, to me, still just recent names. Silverfang. Shadowy Valleys. A community of lesser fairies north of Eclipse. A village of rural witches near the human border. Two mixed settlements that had barely made the news because they lacked the political clout of a major pack. Small places. Maxon had always loved small things when they served to build a big cage. Remembering that sent a sharp pang through my head.

During my long lonely and painful days, I always like to stay in the corner of the library, buried in a book. The high walls of the palace cut the sky above me into a small square, but the world in the book was vast. I learned a lot of interesting things from the book. I know that our country is in the middle of the continent and that the countries bordering us are Dragon Pack, Werebear Country, Werebird Country, and so on. I also know that a group of witches live in a place far away, surrounded by flowers. They have the power of curses and prophecies. They are very mysterious, and never involved in the war between countries. All the nobles wanted to marry a witch, but they seldom married. A

Maybe yes. I told her that my name is Eschia and how did I come to his world. However, there is one thing that I should keep a secret-- and that is they are characters from my best friend's novel. It's much better if he will think that I am from the other world. "I see, Your story explains why your ideas are innovative, Chichi. I will read your business plan. George will fetch you tomorrow" "You're Highness, why are you calling me Chichi?" I tried to fake a smile but honestly, I want to whack him for calling me with an outrageous nickname.

So, everyone's clothes, accessories, lifestyle, manners, and etiquette were centuries-old from modern society. The country has 5 cities and towns that were ruled under powerful lords that were known as Belikov, Kain, Vyckos, Raine, and Fell. The capital of the country was Royal Molftus where the young queen and her prince consort settled down at the Royal Castle. Each city and town has its own history and it was recorded as the Origins founded the country. The capital, Royal Molftus was ruled by the Duke of Belikov, who was the cousin to the current young queen of Niapachad Island.

THE SMELL OF shit and urine wafted in the air. Terah scrunched her nose in disgust. She was in Hancia (for a couple of times) again, hoping to find any clues of Mariah's whereabouts. Hancia looked like the reflection of the human world, except the creatures that lived here were powerful ones whom human thought existed only in books. In addition, in this place, kingdoms existed like the kingdom of Ebrosirka, ruled by a powerful werewolf. But the creatures living in that kingdom were not werewolves but those individuals rejected by society. It ranges from witches, mermaids, fairies, and anyone.