Name Meanings Felix Novels & Stories

Lord Felix said as he patted her head. "How did you know?" She asked lifting her head up to look him in the eyes. Unlike most Romans he had the blue eyes of the colonized people. His mother was said to be a princess of the Germanic people who was bethroed to his father as part of a treaty but she died while giving birth to him. "The way you looked at him was as if he had hurt you more than anyone could princess." Felix said shaking his head. "Please just call me Trix."

She then carried her sleeping baby to the cot. Felix sat on the chair beside Amanda's bed. "How about our child's name?" Since earlier the nurse had asked what their child's name was, but Amanda had not answered. Because the baby is a boy, so Felix has the right to name it. Felix thought for a moment, then smiled. "What if our child's name is Brandon Briliant Leonidas?" asked Felix. Amanda smiled and nodded. Nice name. Hanphone Amanda rang, her mother — Laras called her. Amanda immediately answered.

NARRATIVE ~Five days later~ Trixie! The name's of Latin origin, meaning the bringer of joy. And that's what they named her; Trixie Raya Henry. Lana's and Alistair's pretty sunshine. Adele smiled as the memories of the past five days replayed in her head.

Liam commented. “If I would have been more reckless, I may have saved my parents. I will not sit on the sidelines ever again,” replied Felix. “Of course, my lord.” “Liam, it’s Felix, we don’t need the attention, and I really have nothing to back to, to be a lord.” There was silence for a bit. This Felix guy was from the royal blood line, Sebastien lied, it’s not a surprise, he like to seem tougher than what he was.

You will surely regret it,' he snarled as he kept looking at them thinking of ways on how to degrade Felix's image in Celia's eyes. On the other hand, Felix and Celia being ignorant of Nick's expression kept glancing at each other, "Thank you for your compliment! However, I don't think I'm that handsome Miss Celia," Felix scratched his cheek embarrassedly as he stole a glimpse at her. "Miss Celia again? Please call me by my name Felix." "Ah! Alright! I'll keep that in my mind now."

" I asked. I had forgotten that I didn't even know his name. "My name is Felix." he introduced himself and I mumbled his name under my breath. We stayed there for a while and I noticed that he was fun to be with. He was a very jovial person and a little bit talkative. We chatted and he told me a little about himself, his favorite and I found out that we almost have the same thing in common. I begged him to lend me his phone and I used it to call my father.

"My car is blocking the main trail. I’ll tell them I saw you heading north toward the border. It’ll buy you an extra hour." Before he left, he stopped and looked at Lucian. "What are you going to name him? Or her?" Lucian looked at me, his hand settling back on my waist, the protectiveness now shared with a brother he had hated for a lifetime. "Felix," Lucian said firmly. "It means 'Lucky.' Because he’s the first one of us who gets to be free." Julian nodded once, a sharp, final gesture. "Felix. I like it. Now move. The lions are hungry tonight."

And by that, I meant that nothing has ever felt the same way that it had been with Domitus. At one point, Felix comes into the office. “Hello again, Lo.” I look up, surprised at the casual way he uses my old nickname. “Lo?” I say. “Short for Lauren,” he says, “I uh---I had a friend in high school who was named Lauren, and that was what I called her.”

Willy said. “I can’t believe what I am hearing; your organization is quite magnanimous,” Magdalene said exuberantly. “Yes; you can say that again. I guess our baby should be called Edwin?” Willy said. “Edwin? No, it’s too common. I would suggest we call him Felix,” Magdalene said. “As the husband in this house, my words should stand; besides, the baby will turn into a happy friend,” Willy said. “Come over that, Willy. Well, let’s go for Edwin,” Magdalene said with a smile. “You are now talking,” Willy said, and the twosome laughed uncontrollably.

"G—" Wait. I couldn't introduce myself as Gwen. Felix might not be a spy for Lorenzo— hopefully— but the more people knew my name, the easier it would be for him to find me. "Ella. I'm Ella." I said. "Ella... It doesn't suit you. Too plain and simple." Felix mumbled. "That's mean. Ella is a really pretty name." "I didn't say it wasn't pretty; I said it was too plain and simple for you." He replied as he took out a small piece of cloth from his bag and began wiping his camera.