Male Dragonborn Names Novels & Stories

Andromeda sat back down and sipped slowly, her pale eyes closing in appreciation. She was much like her brother in appearance, even though they had different mothers. They shared a father, who was a healer who was over two centuries dead and gone, one of their race's longest-lived wolves in history. He died of extreme old age and I hear he was just tired of being alive. His name was Elder Stormborn, born at a time when wolfkin had used names and not the traditional names of the modern era. Legend had it he had been born during a storm, hence his name. It suited his temperament too, some of it which he passed on to his daughter.

The reason she was named Angel was due to the fact that her Dragon was an Angel Aura quartz color. We hadn’t changed her name when she shifted for the first time. Unlike other Dragons, she had also been born with a Dragon Stone, which was the Angel Aura quartz. The Stone was beautiful, with a white base and a mixture of iridescent colors. She was the most beautiful Dragon that I have ever seen. Depending on how the light hit her, her coloring would shimmer with a colorful aura. The Stone had been named correctly because whenever I saw it, she looked like an Angel.

As he recoiled, suppressed memories surged through his mind: Gustavo Portoloso Lombardo Corlandov… The name alone, stretching over thousands of syllables, was maddening—but among long-lived beings like elves, true dragons, giants, and demons, such lengthy names were normal, matching their lifespans. “Oh, it’s my mom! Then it’s fine.” Relieved, Logo squinted, bending his eight legs slightly before leaping onto the spider-mother’s back. Finding a comfortable spot, he nudged aside a sleeping younger sibling and closed his eyes.

Terravyn (TAIR‑ə‑vin) – Earthbound dragons, connected to stone, root, and beast, seen as wise and enduring. Velastra (vuh‑LAS‑trə) – Wind and sky dragons, swift and elusive, believed to hear the voices of fate. Drakarae (drə‑KAR‑ay) – Arcane dragons who focused on magical study over territory. They were secretive, rumored to hoard ancient knowledge. Werewolf Pack Names Hawthorne (HAW-thorn) – The legacy pack, known for producing leaders and warriors, respected and feared across all werewolf lineages.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

“Let’s start throwing out ideas and see what sticks.” “Okay,” Isolde said, leaning forward with interest. “If they’re dragons, maybe something powerful like Pyra and Draven.” “Or if they’re wolves,” Cheyenne added, “something classic and moonlit. Like Lune or Fenric.” Tora covered her face with her hands. “You guys are going to give them identity crises before they’re even born.” Chelsea was already on a roll. “If one’s a boy, I vote we name him Brimstone. Brim for short.”

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.

The three men trudge up the stairs. The group meets up in the Alpha's office. Luke makes himself comfortable on the couch. Jones is content to stand in the corner while Matias and Diana make themselves comfortable behind his desk. "ALPHA!" One of the pack warriors runs in. "A dragon is here. He is insisting on talking to Beta Liam!" Diana straightens her back. "Did the dragon happen to give his name?" The wolf guard nods. "Yes, he said he was a Celtic Dragon of Fertility. Goes by Drogo." Diana's eyes beam in hope. "Show him in at once."

I add Denali, Yukon, Mako, Aspen, Aurora, Luna, Indigo, Sasha, Kyra, Kira, and a few others. I type “wolf names” into the search engine and the second site excites me. The names are dire wolves, the mythological-like dogs, adopted by the Stark children on HBO’s Game of Thrones. I’m a huge GOT fan. The names include: Ghost, Lady, Summer, Nymeria, Shaggy Dog, and Grey Wind. I quickly move my curser to number two on my list and insert Nymeria, Ghost, and Lady. This moves all other names farther down the list of possibilities. I circle Nymeria, as Arya Stark is a favorite character of mine.

"Huh?I can hear your thoughts?Can other beastmen do this too?" [I am a noble Dragon.How dare you compare me to those lowly beasts?Now that our soul bond is formed,we share a telepathic connection.] Seeing him puff out his tiny chest,I melted at how cute he was. "Alright,alright,don't be so grumpy.From now on,I'll call you'Little Smaug'." The little red dragon flailed in my palms:[My name is Ignis!What the hell is a'Little Smaug'?!]