Female Greek Names Novels & Stories

“Before we go to your estate, can we drop by home for a second, I need to pick up Percy.” Nicole looked away from her window towards Salvatore who was driving the car. “Percy?” “My husky, Persephone,” “You…you have a Siberian Husky named after the Greek goddess of spring?” Salvatore chuckled. “Why not Khione - the Greek goddess of winter?” “Ha-ha, make all the fun you want, I need to pick her up. And I named her Persephone because she loves spring and rolling around in flowers,” Nicole scrunched up her nose at his teasing. “You don’t mind dogs, right?”

I double over in laughter at the sheer passion in her voice. “Alright, sorry. Four? So three more?” She nods, uncertain once again. “I like it!” “We still need a name for this little one?” “How about Athena, the Greek Goddess of wisdom?” I ask, leading Allie down the hall to Tabatha’s room. She looks down at the sleeping form of our daughter. “Athena Avalon Astor? That's a lot of A’s, but I like it!” I stop outside Tabatha’s room. “You want her to have my last name as the ‘last’ name and not yours?”

The white robe striking against her skin. “I have heard that you also appreciate dance.” She says plainly, her smile betraying her cutting remark. “I do as is demanded of me by my Alpha, your grace.” I reply, tiring of this conversation. “What is your name?” She asks. “Ceres.” I reply. “Ah, the Goddess of the harvest and motherhood. I was told you were of the Harvest Moon pack. Generally, only Alphas name their daughters after the ancient Gods and Goddesses. Are you not a lady’s maid?” She questions.

"Nerokles… I would name our son Nerokles or Serakles." "Nee-rock... lees?" I asked, eyebrows shooting up. "Sarah... Klees? Are you serious?” "They are ancient Greek names bestowed on only the most beloved of male children," she whispered, panting harshly and closing her eyes. "I want to give my children names that they can cherish, names that will prove they are loved by me and names that carry actual meaning," she said looking at me as if she was lucid. But I couldn't take the risk.

another Omega girl, slim and—goddess forgive me— looks like she will be breaking apart any moment, chimes. The first Omega girl drags an evil look at her. Then she says, “This is not about Liam. This is about the name. The name ‘Durk’ is powerful and well known. Who knows Jaxon and his family? No one.” She hisses and rolls her eyes.

I’m no saint, but women who’ve never had any kind of sex before tend not to be as…flexible in bed as I prefer. But goddamn Eleni Calimeris. El, as she called herself, one of the worst fake names I’ve ever heard. I can’t get her out of my head. When I went to The Greek Corner the other day, I was just hoping to rile Frank Lombardi. The dickhead gets reckless when he’s mad, so pissing him off is almost always good business. I didn’t expect Eleni.

"Is that why she's so tall? And why she has cheekbones that looks like they've been personally carved by the sculptor? And why she has an amazing body figure?" Wesley chuckled. "It's not that. Your mom is blessed. Beautifully blessed. And somehow, it might be true. Girls from Greece are exceptionally tall and beautiful." "Is that so? So what's her Greek name then?" I eyed Wesley, indirectly begging him not to tell her because I knew she would tease me with it. "Calliope." "Cali--what?" "Calliope. That's your mom's Greek name. It means beauty. So you see, somehow her beauty is generational or from their genes, or whatever that shit. But hell, you should see her mom. Her mom is ve-ry beautiful

Then he introduced us. “Ali, this is Alexis. She helps me clean and cook,” he said as he smiled at her. The lady smiled at me. “Alexis af̱tó eínai Alessandra, i̱ fíli̱ mou (Alexis, this is Alessandra, my girlfriend),” he said in Greek. Alexis smiled at me as she extended her hand.

I can't see her face very well. "Show yourself, rogue," I commanded the woman that cause her to flinch, Maddox is looking at me right now as if he's shooting daggers through his eyes. "Michael, she has a name," Maddox said obviously annoyed because I called his mate a rogue. "Okay, what's your name rogue?" I asked the woman and I couldn't help but grin when I saw Maddox's grim expression. "My mate's name is Elena and it means a shining light in Greek," Maddox responded quickly and I can't help but raise my brows at him.

His wife, his Karen Daly, she could no longer remember their past. "Asteria?" Kevin Kyle repeated her name several times and said with a smile, "Asteria sounds very interesting. She's the Goddess of the Star Night in Greek mythology. Presumably, your real name should be nice too." Suddenly, she heard someone ask for her real name again, and Asteria could not help but felt a little embarrassed. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Two years ago, I was seriously ill and forgot everything about the past. My father didn't tell me my real name, but he called me Karen."