Good Last Names For Characters Novels & Stories

He hoped that they had reincarnated somehow. Thaddeus asked again, "What's your last name? Is it Quilton?" The cautious Lucas never told Thaddeus his last name. When he heard his question, he looked at Thaddeus with suspicion. "Why would that be my last name?" Jessamine's family name was Patton, and Thaddeus' was Holt. So, there was no way his last name would be Quilton. Sure enough, Thaddeus wasn't as smart as Lucas expected. That explained why Jessamine didn't want to be with him.

“Alright, I’m listening.” “For a girl, Alexandria. For a boy, Alexander.” Xander’s smile widened. “I actually don’t hate it. I really like them.” I beamed. “For a second boy, Rowen, as a nod to Devin’s Gaelic heritage. And for a second girl, Annika, after my grandmother. Middle names could be our parents’ names—Alexandria Lauren, Annika Adele, Alexander Richard, and Rowen Luhan.” Devin let out a whistle. “Shit. I love them all. I say we scrap the rest and go with Arya’s list.”

She yelled. "You can't blame me for wanting a special name for my baby." I muttered. "There are so many special names! Well, you have me now. What about Voldemort?" I looked at her waiting for her to laugh at the joke but she kept a straight face. "You're joking, right?" "Of course not! I like the name, it's cute." She glared at me like I just stole her firstborn child. "Well, I obviously don't like it." "Okay, what about Brogan, Talon, Chardonnay, Neo, Brent, Luigi, Carlo, Smith, Thomas, Robert?"

I heave another sigh as I click on another website. "Phantom. Bambam," I giggle, but continue, "Coffee. Kujo. Vincent. Ooh, Knight. No?" I get no response. "Oh, look at this list, there has to be something somewhere in here. Albus. Amadeus. Galileo. Mushu!" I burst out laughing at one of my favourite characters. The wolf huffs, so I continue. "Sherlock. Wonton. Picasso. Bilbo. Gandalf. Merlin. Gatsby. Poe. Watson. Alfredo. Cat. Einstein. Toothless!" I continue with my frantic state as I see another favourite character. The wolf just huffs again and I roll my eyes.

The place was candlelit and already smelled like heaven. He pulled my chair out for me, sat across the table, and didn’t stop smiling. “So, name ideas?” I laughed, sipping the mocktail they placed in front of me. “Already? We just found out.” “Yes. Because I want to be prepared. Boy or girl. No cliches. Something strong.” “You mean like Titan or something?” He laughed. “No! I mean something elegant but meaningful. What about Layla?” “I like Layla.” “Or Elias for a boy. You know, something that sounds like he could be CEO at birth.”

She listed down everything from her memory. His grey eyes. Tiny full-stop birthmark on his jaw. Black hair so soft she missed the touch. Kissable lips and a jaw carved out of marble. In the place of the character's name, she wrote Kyle, leaving the surname blank. No, wait. What if she made it Kennan? Kyle Kennan. The name of that hotel was Kenna Lounge. It held memories. The female lead had her features and the rest of her family’s dynamics. A father as terrifying as Baba, a mother as cowardly as Mama, and a sister as sweet as Cara.

Has my disrespect been warranted? Be smart. My resolve fractured, I finally forfeit. “Alaki Bea Miller.” I expect satisfaction in his eyes, but instead I see curiosity slowly shifting to awe. Again, it confuses me. “I was unaware that your last name still existed,” he admits. “I’ve only ever heard it in literature.” He’s never heard it before because only the superiors' names were deemed worthy. Diallo, Talos, Santos, Wen, and Mustafin are the only surnames that exist now.

“The options are: Isariel, Sylara, Nymeris, Eryndra, and Zeryntha. These names stuck with me. So, you just have to pick one.” “Which of them do you like more?” I asked, stifling a tired yawn. “It is your duty to do that!” she said through gritted teeth. “This is your last strike… if you badmouth me, I’m going to blurt out Cupcake.” She groaned loudly before sighing in defeat. “Let’s narrow it down to my top three: Eryndra, Nymeris, and Isariel.” “Okay!” I nodded. “Very strange options, but… I guess we’d have to manage it that way. So, which of the names do you like the best?”

“Alright. But let’s talk about their names. If it’s a girl, I’ve got a list. Adelaide, strong and classic. Or Beatrice, after my late sister. Oh, and Charlotte, means ‘free,’ you know.” As he lists them off, his voice warm and enthusiastic, I nod along, but my mind drifts. I count the days I’ve cried alone, wishing for more from Zeta. Wishing he’d look at me the way he used to, before Isabella’s crept back in.

In fact, Lord Schulz’s love and affection for Sophie could be seen clearly from her middle name, Joy. Jaime’s middle name was Adel, which meant that he should be a righteous person who could differentiate right from wrong. Additionally, Zeno’s middle name was Kuron, which meant to be thankful for all his blessings. Zavion was given the middle name Gratian, which meant to be grateful. Each and every one of his grandchildren’s middle names could be said to contain a strict admonition and reminder from Lord Schulz to all of them. Sophie was the only exception.