Fire Themed Names Novels & Stories

I also appreciate honest critics as well. I promise that when I’m back, you’ll have a far more adventurous writing of Fire on Fire Book 2: ELIJAH. Thank you guys so much. Happy holidays!

"Nice name, Shall we go to our cabin Sapphire" "Yeah sure and Fire for short". "Oh because you look hot".He said winking at her as she giggled "No let's just say I was a really mischievous child ". "Mischievous? I like it, let's go fire". They go to their cabin as I clenched my hands like she's married to me so how can she allow other man to call her fire even Ted doesn't call her fire, We get the cabin next to theirs which is good because if he tries to anything with her then he's gone.

“No, no, Asher, I didn’t—” “It’s Alpha Asher! You don’t get to call me by my first name!” Asher snarled, “ And do you know how many people died in that fire? Hundreds! I don’t even need to punish you myself—once this gets out, the victims’ families will crucify you already!”

“Or Nova, like a star exploding back to life after all that poison crap. Strong. Bright. Nothing like your psycho sister. Come on, say it with me, Nova, Nova, we’re naming her Nova and moving on before you spiral into a full meltdown.” I shook my head fast because even that felt wrong, like I was trying too hard to force something that wasn’t there yet. “No, not Nova. I was thinking Ember, something that burns hot and doesn’t quit, you know? Like me after everything they did. But then I look at her and the name just dies in my throat. She doesn’t feel like Ember either. She feels like… like a reminder I didn’t ask for.”

Both of them deserve it. “So, what’s Remington’s new title going to be?” Miss Rita asks, joining us at the table. I frown and just look at her, not understanding what she means, “Since you guys are now together forever, I mean. Is it Luna Man? Fire Alpha? or Father Flame?” “Daddy Flame is fine, ma’am,” Rem shrugs with a pleased smile, “No need to be so formal.” “Uhm, no. We’re actually still not—“

I spoke softly. “I’m glad that everyone is gathered here, as I finally unveil my first collection, one I hold dear to my heart and I hope my children will respect and understand as they grow older.” I turned to where the name of the collection had been hidden, it was Tyler’s idea to give it a name in this manner, I glanced at him and he beamed with pride. “Meet,” my voice cracked for the millionth time. I swallowed before I spoke in one breathe, “FIRE CRACKER” The end.

“Ek gefþúr minn megin, minn kunnusta, minn fróðleikr.” The flames danced in the palms of my hands and I closed my eyes when I felt it swirl inside me. Karani placed her hands on mine and the flames mingled. It was an incredibly heady feeling, the power rushing through me. The flames burned brighter as Karani grabbed my head with both hands. “Mega Óðinnr gefa þú hans speki, Baldur hans nathæ. Mega Eirr’s heill vefja þú. Mega Hlínr hlifa þú ok þórr leið þú inn striith. Ek heita Forseti’s jafnaðr til rule þú ok Váli mit þér er þú leita hefndir. Ek heita fyrir Viðarr’s Þǫgn er striith ódr of þú. Með Magni’s megin ok Týr’s geisa fyrir striith, ek heita fyrir Heimdallur til munu þinn vorðr.

I decided to start a small chitchat with my mate to get my mind off the pain. “Have you finally come up with names for our boys? “ I queried. “Yeah, I have a few names in mind. The guys helped me out .” “ Shoot.” I panted out. “ Zane thinks we should call them Zahim and Ryker. Theo suggested Zaim and Rowan. Alaric, Zavier, and Zeke.” “ You, what do you want us to call our pups?” He breathed out. “ I want each one of them to have our first names. So Zayden and Ryder. What do you think “, Zander's brow shot up, questioning.

A name that was strong, gentle, or one that embraced both light and dark? She began the list, each name carrying its history and weight: Eira (for snow, for purity, for the night she almost left) Liora (for light, for the morning after rescue) Seren (for peace, for the quiet she longed for) Ash (for what remains after fire, for rebirth) Kellan (for strength, for the father’s courage she both loved and resented) Mira (for kindness, after her oldest friend) Rowan (for healing, for protection)

I smiled softly, tracing small circles on his chest as I pondered his question. “For a boy… how about Draven?” I suggested. “It means ‘hunter’—strong and fearless, like his father.” Randolph chuckled, though it was weak. “Draven is a fine name for a warrior. What if she’s a girl—a mini you?” “And for a girl…” I hesitated, then smiled as a name came to my mine. “Seraphina. It means ‘fiery one,’ and she will burn brighter than the stars.” Randolph hummed in approval, his fingers brushing against my arm.