Great Elf Names Novels & Stories

For the first time that night, Violet managed to fade into the background, despite still being in front of the entire great hall. The nobles were getting eager for the night's next event—something Curzon hadn't mentioned to Violet—and no longer required her. The Blood King addressed the room, his voice booming. "Monarchs and nobles, let the Blood-letting begin! The moment you've been waiting all month for! Here are my gifts for your devoted service." The doors to the great hall opened again and two rows of elves walked in single file, each one bearing a different noble family's crest on the right side of their necks. Several more had the wolf of Ipsit stamped on their flesh. All marched to C

I used to call them Belle, Gale, and Penelope to distinguish who was who by associating the first letter of their names with their colors. I repeat the process by going to different parts of the forest. I met Akkar and Folduin, the elf brothers, and gnome sisters Moss and Clover. They all reluctantly agreed, and I should be happy about it, but there was an unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something doesn’t seem right.

“What was her name? Your sister?” “Elfleda. It means ‘Elf beauty’. It suited her. She had amber eyes, dark brown hair, the brightest smile and such a loving nature. She was always willing to see the best in people.” Astrid nodded again. She leaned across him for a moment and handed him a glass of water. Sigwulf quickly drank the water and placed the glass back on the side table then turned to face Astrid directly. “Sorry I went all crazy on you downstairs. But when I saw Fulton, and saw him talking to you, I just...”

“But come on, it’s a valid question.” Elyra raised her glass, smirking. “How about High Luna?” I gasped. “Ooooh. That sounds powerful.” She grinned. “Or Supreme Mother of the Alpha Pack.” I choked on my wine. “Elyra, stop! That sounds like some ancient title.” She laughed harder. “Okay, okay. What about The Great and Mighty Kailey?” I smirked, flipping my hair dramatically. “Yes. That one. It has a nice ring to it.”

“They are believed to reside in the great mountains of Valle in steel structures and are constantly at war with the dwarfs who live within the same several mountains in vast great halls and home built within them.” “Finally, are the Elves, known for their vast speed and craftsmanship. They live deep within the Forrest’s of Astrial, Deon, Miake and the dead lands of Qunet. But they are mostly recognised for their pointed ears and dark hair.” “Astria please.” Her mother sighed anticipating the questions that were about to arise. “No mother! Do you not think that it is time I learned who my father is? I know that he is an elf and I am a half-breed. But why won’t you tell me anything more? I des

After the Goblins left, the elf man turned to face me. “I am Tyr. Did they hurt you?” he asked after he introduced himself. I shook my head. "No, they didn’t. I’m Akasha and these are my sisters, Ari, Huricana, Sunama and Gia." Each of them nodded as their names were spoken. “It’s nice to meet you all.”

Stormee Adalwulf Aelfred has been busy running business and investment plans with Alpha Thomas, Alpha Timothy, our brand new Alpha Peter, and my uncle, Alpha Eulisses. Uncle Eulisses is the best salesman in the realm, and he will take the leading role in promoting elven products, with a fair sales commission for his pack and special sales prices for his people. The Golden Pack has built a vast distribution line between the other packs, and elven products will use that efficiency.

"My grandmother's sister. I never even got to meet her, and here she is, carrying that name into a whole new life." "And Thomas," Emma added gently, watching something complicated move behind her father's expression. "Your father. I know it's a lot to carry into one small name." "It's exactly enough," Richard said, his voice thick with emotion. "I think that's precisely what a name like that is supposed to do. Carry forward instead of simply being buried." Elias studied the incubators with renewed seriousness, testing the names carefully. "Eleanor and Thomas. Those are good names. Considerably better than dinosaur names, probably."

He leaned back in his chair, really taking me in. “That is not a name that peasants use often. Especially human peasants.” His voice sounded flat. That startled me had I done something to offend him. “I think Lucrezia is a beautiful name.” Kael said, reaching his hand over the table to grab mine. “Of course you would, it's an elf name.” Cadogen said, throwing his feet up onto the mother of pearl table. “I’m Fae not Elf.” Kael shot back; brows furrowed. Cadogen rolled his eyes.

"Could we please get to the reason we are here?" "Right, right." The woman sighed. "But first, maybe we should introduce ourselves first since she doesn't remember. I’m Elder Marissa, and I’m a gorgon. " Marissa announced, pointing to herself. "And the grumpy elf over there is Talon, and the man with the blindfold is Francis. We are the remaining elders of this realm. " Nodding, I tried to make note of each of the elders' names as Marissa continued to talk my ear off.