Fantasy Nobility Names Novels & Stories

“The Crown Prince of Winacellu and the Dorm Leader of Faenice, His Royal Highness—” “Can’t, can’t you just cut it down to their actual names?” I requested, wincing at the very long introduction of their prince. “Okay, okay.” She nodded. “So, Kieran Fiores Gregory, Winacellu’s crown prince; Murien Larimar Samudra, Malecoy’s first prince; Leonis Raizen Aureus, Aslan’s second prince; Lazul Horacin Samudra and Guren Cairox Samudra, Malecoy’s twin princes.” She snatched a cookie from the plate.

I am also Prince Justice Maclean but my other name is Prince Douglas. Do you understand? I don’t want you to mention your correct names. You should find names fast. Girls we have names like, Janet, Rebecca, Felicia, Nora, Beatrice, Lucy, Nancy, Rose, Rosaline, May, Felicity, Lily, Samantha, Monica, Judith, Mama, Lizzy, Kate, Georgina, Fatha, Beauty, Portia, Lydia, Cynthia and others.

He had brown skin, brown eyes, beautiful black hair, neatly trimmed beards, his cologne smells divine and his attire was finely pressed. “Forgive me beautiful.” He said, with a smile. “I was in the wrong actually, forgive me Sir.” I apologized, trying so hard to suppress my surging emotions. “Polite and Beautiful, incredible.” He commented. “May I know your name Milady? And also what noble family are you from?” He asked. “My name is Lyra and I am from no noble family. I am the personal maid to Princess Thalia Blackfang Of Zurik. She is the soon to be wife of….”

Anastasia has a glowing crown over her heart, and someday, I will as well. “You remember our daughters? Daisy, Hyacinth, Gladiola, and Iris.” Fanella had wanted to name all her children after flowers. It’s common for sprites, in particular, to name their children after plants and flowers. Obviously, Christopher didn’t mind. “Hello everyone, welcome to Araphyra.” “Hello Lady Princess, Lily.” “Do you know how many unmated males there are in the castle?” “Do you know if there are any in the surrounding forest?”

Thank you so much. Jayden Alexander Krigston, the heir apparent to the Falcovian throne is promised to get married to his childhood love Rosaleigh Isabelle Bloemen, the Crown princess of Orbloem. But fate has other plans... Join Jayden to witness all the ups and downs in his journey to fulfil his NOBLE PROMISE. Is this story meant for a HAPPY ENDING? Keep reading. Copyrights © 2020 by B_Iqbal All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or used in any manner without written permission of the copyright owner except for the use of quotation in a book review.

Taiga listened, jaw tight, hands pressed to the tile at his sides. The water kept running. The room felt smaller around them, but lighter too. "Yuno, that was his name, same rank as me, son of a prestige family, what i heard was dante had almost killed him during one of his ruts, yuno wasn't strong enough to handle his stamina, his enigma got angry and he-" "that's enough, i get it" Taiga cuts him off. His voice was firm, not cruel. Maya took the stop and swallowed it.

Freya The appointment and oath taking went well. Calvin and James are now officially the beta and gamma of king Marco, while I am the Luna. I feel happy even though I know that I have greater responsibilities on my shoulders. I wanted to help the supernaturals to live in peace together, just like what King Marco wanted. "Hi, princess.." Alec said, grinning. I didn't know that they would be here too, along with my parents. I was the happiest when I saw them together. They will be here for the tournament but it seems that they were informed to come earlier, especially for this event.

Byron went to kitchen to get some water before continuing his story. "I was born to a family in the east point or Faklan, my name was baron which means young warrior. At that time I was yet to receive my elf name..." Elf name!! Did her father just say he was an elf. "So...what was your elf name.." Madeline asked as she took large gulps of water. "Albericus..." Byron said slowly, he was the elf ruler of the high elves, he was the pride and joy of his people, it saddened him that he couldn't protect his people or his wife.

“Who… did they choose?” The messenger whimpered, “T-The Crown Prince of Noctis.” Everyone was stunned in shock. They were dead silent and breathless. Kael’s mask tilted slightly. “Repeat that.” The messenger trembled harder, “Prince Ravion Vesper Noctis, High Heir of the Night Throne.” Ianthe’s eyes widened. “A Night-born. He is a shadow-marked and an elite warrior.” Seraphine shrieked. “Princess Alessia can’t fight that—he’s like—a legend—a monster—a—”

Words were useless when the truth was already staring back at you. “Mom and Dad, Evelyn, Esther…” My voice trembled, but I forced it louder, steadying it with fury. “We’ve been fooled. This… commoner here is no commoner. He’s no ordinary man. His name—his real name—is Prince Maximillian Sebastiani. The Crown Prince of Mercia. Imagine that.” “What?!” My sisters gasped, their eyes darting between me and him, their mouths hanging open in disbelief.