Fantasy Men Names Novels & Stories

There was no better sound than to hear his voice inside my head. ‘I don’t need to use any cheesy lines,’ he continued as spiritual tears fell down my cheeks. ‘I know you know my love for you is endless. Just come back to me and we will crush all our enemies together.’ Oh, yes, I’d like that, I thought. ‘Afterwards, you and I will make lots of babies.’ I half-laughed and half-sobbed. ‘We are going to name them with exotic names like Snape and Shera, Quincy and Zelda. You like that would you?’

Elven sighs. Ash tilts his head from behind the teddies and he sticks his tongue out. "My boyfriend is better than yoursss!! Fuck all of you bitches!!! I can barely carry these but I don't fucking care!" Ash mocks before he leans up to kiss Alexander cheek. "Thank you, thank you, thank youuu!" Alexander only rolls his eyes. Brandon crosses his arms and now it's his turn to roll his eyes. "So what're you gonna name them? Oh, let me guess; Darth Vader, Princess Leia, Luke Skywalker and Yoda?"

I grinned slightly in response. "My name is Tymerd and that is my life mate Cedit," he said in a mashup of Demirkan and Reptilian. I nodded and told them I was Zax and one of the Reptilian king's. Tymerd eyes widened when I said I was king and he bowed his head.

May asked her heart hopping almost to her throat. "I'm not sure what it is I heard, did you make anything out of the sound? Glenn was scared out of breath, he was really in for finding Emily but the superhero he may have fantasized being while growing up, his teenage self was nowhere to acheiving it. "Like a flapping sound of something, I can't ... Can't tell what exactly." Summer provided a bit of answer, no one else had a clue. "Maybe we should go back and ask for help from the others. I'm having a really bad feeling about this.

His voice made me jump, “What is your name woman?” My lips came unglued and I managed to choke out, “Fantasy, but please don’t call me that. I hate it.” “Okay, what do you go by then?” He queried with amusement tingeing his tone of voice. “Tasy.” I whispered out as I felt the heated wetness of a male’s erotically appointed appendage press into the lips of my opening from behind.

She chuckles and nods, “Do you have any name suggestions? Two boys, who’ll be princes, right?” He nods, “So, we need strong names. Like Leonidas… or Perseus… or Hector.” He chuckles, “You have a thing for Greek names?” She shrugs, “Leo, Percy, Heck. Okay, maybe not Hector, but still.” He chuckles then nods and thinks, then he looks at her, “Would you consider Simon or David?” She furrows her brows and looks at him,

“Language kid,” Galbraith frowned initially. Soon though, a wry smile graced his lips. “Sorry Sir,” Davies quickly apologized and regained his composure. “But Sir, are you really sure his name is Kaspian?” Davies asked again. Maybe it was someone with the same name, but how many people were called Kaspian with a k? The common spelling was Caspian with a c, and Davies had only ever met someone called Kaspian. Unfortunately, no matter how Davies tried to think of that man as a powerful warrior of the Moon Wolf clan, that image did not appear. What appeared was a man with a bright goofy smile and a childish personality.

"What are their names?" "Their names are Kai, Eli, Vladimir, Osiris, Edric, Drik, Isabella, and Suzette," Altan replied. "Eli was with you yesterday, right? By the way, your brother is very handsome," Esen said, hiding her smile. Altan took a look at her and said, "Your focus should be on me only." Esen laughed when she saw him reacting like this and replied. She didn't know if there was anger or jealousy in his eyes.

Not the desired result she'd been hoping for but it was a start. "Names and make it quick. I don't have all day." The sandy haired male swallowed loudly but squared his shoulders. They looked around eighteen; young men rather than little ones. "I'm Foster; this is Squid, Moose and Dawg." He indicated his friends as he spoke. Freya's eyebrows rose sharply as she stared at them. She seriously doubted their parents had named them anything so ridiculous. They had most probably picked the names for themselves thinking it made them special in some way. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell them just how stupid the names were but she took another deep breath instead and bit down the urge.

What is that Brother? Nethersbane. The most magical artifact in the whole continent. It is also known as "The Holy Sword". It could kill anyone with just one slash. Ydar, being afraid that someone with ill intentions might possess this powerful thing, cast a spell on it. No one could wield it except if the sword itself will recognize them as its rightful master. " Swo, bwader wants to wab a vewey powerpyul swoyd? Yeyyy! Bwader Henry will kill mwonsters and bad guys! Bwader Henry is swo cool!"