Japanese Name Meaning Starry Night Novels & Stories

All of her children, she had named, but not Howling Moon. “Sorry, the names came to me on the wind. If you don’t like them, we can change them.” Quinn told her. Willow shook her head, then smiled up at him. “I love the names. They fit them. Nita means bear, right?” Willow was so tired, but she wanted to know. Quinn nodded. “Armel in French means stone prince.”

“I’m sorry to bother you in this weather. I came to return the container from the other day.” “You didn’t have to come all this way. Thank you.” My eyes were immediately drawn to the dog, who sat beside him with perfect composure in his little raincoat. “What’s his name?” “…Minato.” That was an unusual name for a dog. Minato meant “harbor” in Japanese. Perhaps he had been born in Yokohama or Kobe—one of Japan’s famous port cities. “Minato? Is that a boy’s name or a girl’s?” I crouched down until I was level with the dog’s face.

Yuri bolted away from her door before leaping into bed, just as Hitomi opened the door of her room and headed towards the cabinet in the darkness whilst making as little noise as possible, in search of a spare pillow and a blanket for Kenji. Yuri closed her eyes, feigning sleep. And when she heard the sounds of her mother’s footsteps leaving her room, Yuri opened her eyes again, staring at her ceiling which had several glow-in-the-dark stars. ‘What was that all about?’ Yuri wondered. [1] Niisan: Older brother in the Japanese, and is also a causal form of greeting among siblings [2] Kami: ‘God’ in Japanese

"It means 'of the stars.'" "Astra," Emma repeated, trying the name on her tongue. "Yes, that fits her." She glanced down at our second daughter. "And Meira for her. It means 'light' or 'one who illuminates.'" "Astra and Meira," I said, the names settling into my heart as if they had always been there, waiting to be discovered. "Our daughters."

I look at the ceiling. I want to name her for my mother, I say. Not the full name. Not Sera. Something that carries it. I pause. Sera means evening in some languages. There are names that carry the same meaning. I hold his gaze. I want her to have something of my mother in her name. Not as a burden. As a gift. Bastien is very still. Lyra, he says. I look at him. It means evening light in the old pack naming tradition, he says. Some of the old Iron Fang texts use it. He holds my gaze. It is not Sera. But it carries the same quality of light. He pauses. If you wanted it.

I smiled victoriously on coming up with a perfect excuse to escape. "oh okay." he seemed slightly unbothered. "What's her name anywa-" he dropped a speaker while talking to me. Great! Couldn't expect anything less from the 'God of destruction'. I hurried forward to help him. "Her name is Yuri" That's the best name you could come up with hikari, seriously, I thought to myself. Yuri means a ghost in Japanese, I face palmed myself in my head. "oh Yuri," he giggled a little "pretty name"

Crossing a hand over her heart she started; "Dia dhuit", she greeted politely, "As mentioned, my name is Hikaru Raijin I'm an Ascendant of the Spirit of Lightning. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance", she greeted. "Raijin?" Moira hummed, "Like the God of Lightning in Japanese myth?" she queried politely. Pleasantly surprised Hikaru smiled and nodded, "Similar", she answered, and "He's the Japanese God or thunder, storms and lightning and my father", she stated bowing.

"I want it to be simple. But with elegance and class. Not too catchy and not too dull, either." "Vague." komento niya sabay himas sa kanyang batok. Ilang sandali din itong nanahimik bago unti-unting sumilay ang ngiti sa labi niya. Para bang may bumbilyang umilaw sa taas ng ulo niya saka bumaling sa akin at bumungisngis. "I know!" bulalas niya na sinundan ng pag-snap ng daliri. "Did you know that Aki means, autumn? Dinagdagan lang ng o, ang pangalan ko."

"Olive said I could pick one, but I haven't thought of anything yet." She nods like that makes complete sense. "What's something you find beautiful? Something you love?" I look around, thinking. I don't know many names. But I remember sitting in the dark of the basement, wishing I could see the sky. Wishing I could see stars. "I like stars," I say quietly. "But I don't think Star is really a name." "Anything can be a name," she says gently. "What about Andrea? It means strength." She tilts her head. "Or we could find something that means stars, if you'd like that."

Clara replied with a smile. "What a beautiful name you have there. My son has told me so many good things about you. I am delighted to meet you in person," Queen Nyota said smiling. "I am Nyota Angavu," Queen Nyota introduced herself. "Wow, I have never heard such a name before. What does it mean?" Clara asked smiling. "It's Swahili. It means Bright Star," Queen Nyota replied. "Wow, you are gorgeous," Clara admired and Queen Nyota smiled.