Novel & Cerita Greek Female Names

Brenna interrupted. "—and now you're saying you've got nothing?" Helena, who had come with a notebook entitled 'Names That Change the World', brandished it like a banner. "I've practiced for this. Top of the list are: Astrid, Cordelia, Juniper, Persephone— "She's not a Greek goddess," Brenna complained. "She could be," Helena replied. "Have you seen her eyelashes?" Lily ignored them both, never once taking her gaze from Vandaulf. "Seriously, love. This is your moment. What's her name?"

"You know everything about your name?" I nodded yes. "What does your name mean?" "Victory of the people." I answered. "Very nice. What origin?" Why was she bombarding me with questions about my name? "Greek." I looked at Emmet for help. "Mom, don't scare my guest." Jane waved a hand at her face. "What? I just want to make sure she knows the meaning of her name." She shrugged. "So, I heard your name is connected to Nicolas." "Yes." I scratched my hair. "Nicole was derived from the Greek, masculine name Nicolas."

Nektaria, wife of Charilaus Diamandis, daughter of Athena familia, goddess of wisdom and wit, the blue tattoo of an Athena familia being an Owl Aglaia, wife of Gerasimus Eliades, daughter of Artemis familia, goddess of the hunt, the blue tattoo of an Artemis familia being a Boar. Danae, wife of Panag Mikos, daughter of the Demeter familia, goddess of agriculture, the blue tattoo of a Demeter familia being a Pig. Foteini, wife of Alcaeus Chloros, daughter of the Hestia familia, the goddess of the hearth, the blue tattoo of a Hestia familia being a donkey.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

I double over in laughter at the sheer passion in her voice. “Alright, sorry. Four? So three more?” She nods, uncertain once again. “I like it!” “We still need a name for this little one?” “How about Athena, the Greek Goddess of wisdom?” I ask, leading Allie down the hall to Tabatha’s room. She looks down at the sleeping form of our daughter. “Athena Avalon Astor? That's a lot of A’s, but I like it!” I stop outside Tabatha’s room. “You want her to have my last name as the ‘last’ name and not yours?”

Sienna said with an amused smirk and I found myself heating up in embarrassment. Oh my goddess! I just made a fool out of myself. “She’s feisty. Emilio will have a tough time.” Lea remarked. “She’s young and pretty too. Lucky bastard.” The two exchanged words while scrutinizing me and my blush deepened. “What’s your name, sweetheart?” Lea asked, rubbing a hand on her baby bump. I bit my lip, lowering my eyes sheepishly. “Renata Bortsova.” “Nice. Come, Renata. Let’s take you home. You’re our Beta female from now on. Sienna is our gamma female.”

I rock Brandon in my arms staring at the fire in the fireplace and listening to Liam softly snoring as he sleeps. “Grace are we truly the Goddess Lycaonia? I mean why didn’t you tell me if that is who you are, why tell me your name is Grace?” She stirs in my head, “My name is Grace this go around, but I will always be Lycaonia to our Kingdom, the first Lycan female to grace the earth.” I smile, “so you’re really not a Goddess right, we just refer to you as one since you were the very first, it’s not like you have special powers or anything like that.”

I looked down at the locket, at the bottom of the chain, just dangling softly against my skin. "It's... beautiful." I said, stunned. "I'm glad you like it." He smiled and kissed me hard. "What does it say?" I asked as I fiddled with it, reading a word on the back, 'Κατερίνα'. "Katerina, and Katerina means pure. It's written in Greek." He traced the design with his thumb.

ARIA “Do you know the Greek alphabet?” He tensed. “I don’t think so…” He murmured scratching his head. “Well, you use it every day. It starts with the letter ‘Αα’ I wrote it in my notebook, and goes like this… ‘Ββ, Γγ, Δδ, Εε, Ζζ, Ηη, Θθ, … Ωω’. I stopped writing when I finished all 24 letters. You’re using their alphabet for your ranks. Now, the Alpha, it’s you. Next is the Beta (Ββ). It is pronounced Veta with a v, not a b. Like saying, vet. Then Gamma (Γγ) is pronounced yamma with y, not g, like when you say yellow. Then delta is like th in the word then, not a d. Epsilon is easy. Zeta, Eta, Theta like the th in thorn. I’ll skip the rest ‘cause I don’t need them, and I’ll go to the end. T

"Is that why she's so tall? And why she has cheekbones that looks like they've been personally carved by the sculptor? And why she has an amazing body figure?" Wesley chuckled. "It's not that. Your mom is blessed. Beautifully blessed. And somehow, it might be true. Girls from Greece are exceptionally tall and beautiful." "Is that so? So what's her Greek name then?" I eyed Wesley, indirectly begging him not to tell her because I knew she would tease me with it. "Calliope." "Cali--what?" "Calliope. That's your mom's Greek name. It means beauty. So you see, somehow her beauty is generational or from their genes, or whatever that shit. But hell, you should see her mom. Her mom is ve-ry beautiful