Hunger Games Surnames Novels & Stories

“Have you made up your mind on who and who is going?” “Aside from the two of us and Jason, there is Darrow, Wulfrun, Hallec, Tiana, and two other gammas; Ariston and Berion.” “What of last names?” “Can we all use Wulfblood?” “Hell, no! That’s literally telling people who you are.” Xavier sighed. “That’s my and Isabelle’s surname though. Our people use compound names as surnames. And trust me, ours is the less obvious.”

she said with a grunt as she closed her eyes. "Ah, the supreme luna has awoken!" the red-haired lady announced as she walked closer with her teammates. "There are no titles in the Hunger Games, we are all the same," Nova spoke, glaring at the leader. The fiery-haired leader regarded us with a smug smile, her eyes filled with a mix of arrogance and amusement. "Titles or not, you four have certainly made a name for yourselves. The supreme quartet, they call you." I exchanged a glance with Jannah, Nova, and Horia, our expressions grim. It was true that our reputation as the "supreme quartet" had preceded us, and it seemed to have earned us both admiration and enmity among the other tributes.

He takes my hand and gives me an apologetic look before explaining. "Cull is my father's family name. My name is Cull Reme. Reme is the name my parents gave me. Ta is my Mother and Aunt's family name from their father. Dus is Fren's family name. Goma will carry her father's family name, but when she mates her offspring will have her mate's family name. Males carry their family names down the lines. My civilian everyday name is Reme, but please feel free to call me whatever you desire," Cull says and my mouth drops open. Pure surprise overtakes me and I forget I am around people I just met. How can I be living with someone and not even know their name? We had dinner last night and I told him

"Katniss Johnson." With a faint smile, Julian grabbed those slender fingers. "Julian Hunt." In an instant, the eyebrows of the two women were drawn in surprise. "Julian Hunt?" Katniss sighed as the secretary blinked slowly, gathering the senses that flew away. "Oh, sorry. When I'm with Mia, I often use the last name of my biological father," Julian said while pretending to scratch his neck. Hearing the man's honesty, a disbelieving sigh escaped Mia's mouth. Cold sweat had soaked the nape of the neck, while the heartbeat had been felt up to the chin. She didn't think that Julian's plan would be so reckless.