Good Elf Names Male Novels & Stories

“That was my understanding. He said he came from a pack where the Alpha didn’t treat him well, some pack up north.” “What’s his name? I’ll ask the northern Alphas if they’ve heard of him,” Will says. “Elliot, Edgar, Elio, something like that. It was an uncommon name. My memory isn’t so good today. But like I said, he’s been a great help to me and Elena seems to really like him, which is good. He’s been helping me run warrior training in the mornings which has been a great help. He’s very strong and well trained.”

“If it’s a boy—I want to call him Elvis. Like Elvis Presley. Strong. Classic. And if it’s a girl... Elora. Soft. Elegant.” I hesitated, blinking quickly to keep the emotion from spilling out. “They’re beautiful names.” “You really think so?” I nodded. “Yeah. They’re… they’re perfect.” He grinned and lifted my hand, pressing a kiss to it like I was something sacred. Then he brought it to my belly, holding it there gently. “Our little Elvis. Or Elora,” he murmured. “God, I can’t wait to meet them.” A sharp pain sliced through my chest.

“What is your name, boy?” The child hesitated. Then: “I am called Elion. I think it means ‘the one who builds’… or maybe ‘creates.’” The the child looked at Allistair through the mirror. Allistair also looked at his eyes that seemed to pull him in and know the secrets of his heart.

It sounded like a name they might be bullied with should they ever go into the human world. The room fell silent for a moment, and I could sense my mates exchanging amused glances. Then Blue spoke up, a hint of teasing in his voice. “You know, we're impressed. We didn't think you'd come up with names that sound so… royal.” He looked down at the baby in his arms. “I believe Lijah and the others will appreciate their names.” “Of course.” Fred smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Honestly, the names are amazing. Elara, Kaius, Elijah, and Aria—they're perfect for our little ones.”

I tell her. She hesitates just a bit before saying, "His name is Ulfred. It means wolf of peace. I named him that because after all of the fighting, he waited to be born. He waited for there to be a tentative peace before making his way and even helped in his own way to motivate us. Of course, we can just call him Fred for short." "I love that name. It fits him perfectly. He is definitely a peaceful one. Even if his tail suggests a fighter." I tell her.

Draco said in a low voice. A male elf came towards the Archway. His long hair fell to his waist and was platinum gold. His ears were pointed, and his nose was also pointed. His skin was radiant white. His face was so handsome, and his eyes were blue like the color of the sky. He was tall, slim, and light. His movements were so agile that his footsteps could not be heard. A mysterious aura emitted from his body. “Welcome, Draco, yondo -o Zergenth, protector -o i wilya, i yallume rámalóce -o your nostale. Whime care- tye túl símen?” asked the elf warrior who came to greet him.

Matt said with black eyes as the man pulled him off the bloody Vampire moaning on the floor. "I think you showed him that wasn't going to be allowed ever again. What is your name, boy?" "Matt!" My brother puffed his chest at the man. "A protector with a good noble name. And you." He looked at my other brother. "Ivan." "Ivan the great. My name is Alfi. I'm a leader of the elves here, and we like to try and keep the peace. Let me buy you all a drink as an apology." He looked to me and my eyes smiled at him. He had light purple eyes and pointy ears. He was handsome and I could tell he was kind.

The Prince didn't even know what to do or say. The Elf tsked. "Why are you looking at me like that? Shut your mouth. You look like a moron" But Ron was too excited to shut his mouth. Instead, he asked, "Are you really an Elf?" "Of course" the Elf replied, looking quite proud. "Can't you tell by my pointy ears? I am an Elf. A royal Elf for that matter. You should know by my silver hair and violet eyes. Every Elf of royal blood has both. My name is Kayziel the sixth. Brother of King Fayziel the third. Now, what are you still doing on your butt? Bow before me"

“Just say a name. What will be the name if he is male? How about female?” “Wife…” I glared at him. “If you do not humor me, you can go back from where you have been. I no longer needed you, Elio.” I looked away, sulking. A name. Was that too much to ask? Eli growled, but I did not look at him. “Raphael if it is a male. Eliolora if it is a female. A combination of our names.” Raphael and Eliolora. I liked it.