Fey Names Novels & Stories

The young girl looked at Eleanor with her clear gray eyes and nodded before putting forward her hand while saying, "My name is Lise, Lise Grey. Like they say, I am a witch but a good one. Even if I happen to often do some mischief, it is not that bad. I am happy to meet a new friend." Eleanor smiled sweetly and took her hand as she replied, "I am Eleanor, someone that discovered she was a witch not too long ago and I am happy to meet you, miss Grey."

He looked exactly like Adrian looked before he portaled them this morning but- “What’s my name?” She asked, her shadows wreathing over the dagger until it was as long as a sword which she pointed at his heart. “This again? Why is that important now? Come, we don’t have much time.” “Oh but it is.” She replied. Adrian said that names were a sacred thing in these lands. The Fae guarded their true names jealously because their names were power and people coveted that power tremendously. They didn’t go around exposing their true names to anyone, and so also the only way they would know her true name was if she told them, or if he was simply Adrian.

“Is everything alright?” “Yes,” I lied. She smiled and shook her head. “I can tell that you are lying,” she told me. “I haven’t introduced myself to you yet.” She stood up. “My name is Tiara, and I am one of the high fae. One of my special abilities as a fae is being able to tell when someone is lying, and from your tone and mannerisms, I can tell you’re lying.”

“Let’s start throwing out ideas and see what sticks.” “Okay,” Isolde said, leaning forward with interest. “If they’re dragons, maybe something powerful like Pyra and Draven.” “Or if they’re wolves,” Cheyenne added, “something classic and moonlit. Like Lune or Fenric.” Tora covered her face with her hands. “You guys are going to give them identity crises before they’re even born.” Chelsea was already on a roll. “If one’s a boy, I vote we name him Brimstone. Brim for short.”

"I'll tell you again, and this time you had better not forget! Not now, not ever! You'll remember this for the rest of your life!" "Of course! I swear I will!" I bobbed my head frantically. "No more 'Dr. Gorgeous.' My name is—" She inhaled deeply and enunciated each word. "Metis Fey." It was an ethereal, magical name. It sounded as if it belonged to a goddess or an elf—someone exactly like her. "That's a beautiful name, Metis. It couldn't suit you better," I said. Her lips curved in satisfaction. "Naturally!"

“I’m asking who she is to you.” I know… After a long look, he sighed. “She was a young First Water fey girl when I met her. She wanted to be a warrior like her father before her. She was orphaned young and wanted to honor his memory.” He stared at her back thoughtfully. “Fey named her, because she was too little to remember her name. They dubbed her Nealinim, meaning ‘lost warrior’ in our tongue.” He explained. Giving a harsh laugh. “As if someone knew what she’d become.”

She grinned, but Calla screamed in fright when someone appeared before us. "Freya!!! I glared at her, but the red-haired Fae just laughed, looking at Calla's surprised face. "Hello, Princess. Let me introduce myself. I'm Fteya, I'm Fea, and my power is fire. " I rolled my eyes when she created a ball of fire as big as the basketball ball on her palm. "So boastful are we? " "I'm not. I can create bigger than this, but I'm worried I might hurt Princess Calla. " She said, chin up. Calla giggled and leaned on my ears.

Its crystal clear on her face she hasn’t figured I rule the banking world. “I already have your details Miss Briar” I give her a soft smile. “Call me Celeste. Please. Everyone please.” She blushes and hides her face in her palms. She is such a pure soul. I desperately hope our world doesn’t taint her. “Then call me Lyria in return” I acknowledge her courtesy. “And call me Faye. Drop the honorifics in private” Faye chimes in.

"You mean it was that literal?" "Yes, gruesome I tell you, so, what did you talk about?" Hector asked. "She asked us to help her escape" "Its been dwindling on her mind mostly, she wants me to take an girl named Kaylee and flee Elaine" "Who's Kaylee? She also a prisoner?" "Yes, she's a fey" "A fey? As in a fairy?" "Exactly" "Where did Elaine even find her!? They exist only in fairytales, no pun intended"