Indian Names Male Novels & Stories

“What are you saying, Maina? You can’t do this to us. Your father will die. And what will I do at this age without Nixanta?” “Papa knows it. He is okay with it. As for you Mummy, aren’t you anyways dead, with your jati, maati, bheti, your khilonjianess getting endangered every passing second? Aren’t you anyways at the brink of extinction? And by the way, my son’s name is not Neexaantaw, okay? It’s Nishant. So say it right.” “Jaanvi…now this is getting too far, han?” I pitch in. There’s no point raising a controversy at the dinner table.

His curls make him even more sexy and handsome, I'll admit that. "B-but...you were hurt and I'm very sorry about that." "No, silly. Mom told me that giving birth is really a huge pain so I understand. Your baby is really cute though. You might want to add 'Indira' on her name. That means beautiful." Eijaz Alazne Indira Silverio. Yes, Silverio. I am not a San Diego anymore. I just changed my surname to what my Momma Delia's surname is.

This whole daddy thing is scary as shit! So here I was, running my thumb over the touch screen of my iPhone, looking at the hundreds of baby names, considering them for a future Alpha, this is what I chose after a long thought; Asher Braxton Callum Ethan Maddox Malachy Orlando Reuben Spencer Theodore All strong, masculine names in my opinion… I just hope Bethany and I could set on one name for our boy; this is the name he’ll live with for the rest of his life. He deserves to not be embarrassed every time his name is said out loud.

“If it’s a boy, he’s going to be stubborn as hell. Like his mama. I’ll name him something strong. Aarav. Arjun. Something that means fighter.” My heart twisted. “And if it’s a girl?” His grin softened, turning almost reverent. “Then she’s going to own me the second she’s born. Just like her mama did.” His lips brushed mine, sweet. “Something soft. Meera. Anaaya. Or maybe…” He trailed off, eyes glinting. “…Saesha Jr.” I smacked his chest, laughing through my tears. “Absolutely not!” He laughed too, the sound rumbling under me. “Fine. But whatever we pick, it’s gonna be perfect. Because they’re ours.”

This whole daddy thing is scary as shit! So here I was, running my thumb over the touch screen of my iPhone, looking at the hundreds of baby names, considering them for a future Alpha, this is what I chose after a long thought; Asher Braxton Callum Ethan Maddox Malachy Orlando Reuben Spencer Theodore All strong, masculine names in my opinion… I just hope Bethany and I could set on one name for our boy; this is the name he’ll live with for the rest of his life. He deserves to not be embarrassed every time his name is said out loud.

Dad laughed. "That's just... I don't know what to say." I shook my head. "We had to give out everything we bought and got clothes for a baby boy." Dad continued. "We decided to name you after my father Adrien and my grandfather Roman. But she didn't call you any of those names if you can recall." "Yeah, she called me Dev." I murmured. "Your complete names are Adrien Roman Dev Vasanten," He shared. "Only she used that name; Dev, when referring to you."

As soon as she saw Samudra, Naksha smiled a hearty smile and said, "My dear foster brother, did you see your nephew? I want you to name him." The men were surprised, and Prapta said, "My lord, I had asked you this on the first day itself." Samudra was moved. He didn't have blood relatives who loved him. But he had love of such wonderful people around him. He silently thanked the Lord in his heart. Samudra smiled and said, "Why not name him Bhadrabahu? The baby has quite broad shoulders is what I heard from the midwives..." The couple nodded happily. Two days later after the Shuddhi (Traditional cleansing ritual), they held the Namakarana (Naming ritual) for the child and he was named "Bhadra

she told and smiled. "Please, Shankari I don't have anyone. You need to stay here for me." "No, you will get a family and Ayya will look after you." "Please, don't do this," Rathi cried and got near. Shankari took a deep breath and smiled looking at Rathi. "Your father's name is Ravi Nethran and Revathi is your mother's name." The name Ravi Nethren greatly stunned Rathi. Why Shankari and her dad were having the same surnames? That means...

"Alright, after you give birth to a girl, we will then have a boy." "What if the child I'm carrying is a boy?" "I'd love him the same. It doesn't really matter to me." "What name should we give him, if it's indeed a boy?" Raj shrugged his shoulders. "You decide." "Alright. Abhay?" "No." "Vinod?" "No." "Mandin?" "No no." "Angad? Sachin? Nishnu? Samar? Manish? Aakash? Abhay? Sanjiv? Adit-" "I like Sanjiv."

Meanwhile Yashvir pulled away from the hug, and cupped Ahankara's cheek. "So? You should think of a name," he said softly, smiling at them. "I already did," Ahankara replied, smiling down at her son. "Rudra." She caressed his cheek as he cooed at her. "Yuvraj Rudra Rathore. I love it," Yashvir said, as he gazed at his son with soft eyes. "We'll keep the naming ceremony as soon as you're well." "The day after tomorrow," Ahankara stated. "I don't wanna wait any longer."