Name Meanings Felix Novels & Stories

“Fitz…Flash…” “Fetish,” Eden blurts out. A rush of laughter bursts from my lips so forcibly that I actually spit. “He was a fetish wasn’t he.” Lyra’s fetish. There’s no stopping the contagious laughter that leaves me breathless. Lyra tries to calm us down by telling us that his name was Felix. Barely getting the words out, I reply, “he seemed more like a Flex to me.” As he was always flexing his mini muscles at every opportunity he got.

He would wonder how to be a good father even in his dreams. However, he had never thought that in the blink of an eye, before he had even had the chance to experience the troubles of changing diapers or feeding milk, he had a 4-year-old son. Furthermore, his son was very intelligent, sensible, and more obedient than most kids his age. “What’s your name?” Seeing his reluctance to address him, Damon tried to have a conversation to get close to him. “Mommy said that she wants me to have a happy, fortunate life. As such, she named me Felix.”

He doesn’t have the same colourings as her, he is of a lighter tone whereas Runa has dark brown hair and almost onyx eyes. I know it isn’t just about the colourings; he could look like his father…but I can’t ignore that feeling in my gut. The one telling me that not everything is as it seems. No, I don’t think Felix is Runa’s at all. “Felix, is Runa your mother or your sister?” I ask him. “Mummy and Daddy died when I was a baby. Runa said I could call her Mama if I like.”

Felix's index finger was right before her lips, cutting off her unfinished speech. "Don't call me names like that. I want to be called special like any other married couple," said an annoyed Felix. Whenever Elisa called him by name, even his business partners had unique nicknames for their spouses, and Felix was jealous of that. Elisa confusedly looked at Felix's face with one eyebrow raised. "Then what should I call you?" she repeated. Suddenly, the sound of Felix's cell phone pulled their bodies apart. Felix reached for the cell phone in his pocket, his face changing as he stared at it. "I have to answer the phone; wait for me to come back," he said before taking a comprehensive step away

I was about to apologize but was cut short by another of Felixo’s comments. “Sophie is a beautiful name. I like Sophia, I think I'll stick to it Sophie? he replied as though he did not hear what I had just said. “No please. I prefer to be called Soph not Sophia. Only my father calls me that” I replied, managing to look at him this time. However I looked at him with pleading eyes. “But why?” He asked “Sophia is such a lovely name, why don't you like it?” he asked curiously and I was quiet for a few minutes considering if I really wanted to tell him the truth.

Mila smiled broadly when Felix showed a confused face. "I named him baby-G." "You already know the gender?" "Nope. But the name can be adapted to that initial." “Yeah okay. Whatever makes you happy, Mila.” Felix laughed with amusement watching the happiness on Mila's face. He will get used to the strange things that a pregnant mom will bring. Apart from morning sickness and weird cravings of course.

Greg shook his head, “Why should I co-godfather with this moron? The baby is mine! Mine!” “You mean mine!” Felix retorted and snorted in jealousy. “What should we name her?” Nikita asked joyfully. “How about Greg?” Greg blurted out, blinking innocently. “Aren't you just…” Scott paused. “Stupid.” “I've thought about it, I think ‘Felita,’ I muttered slowly. ‘Feli’ for Felix and ‘Ta’ for Benita. It's a mixture of our names. “Felita, it is then,” Felix whispered, pressing his lips on my forehead.

Layla said to Lucius with a warm smile. As the conversation flowed, they found themselves drawn to names that resonated with them personally. Each name carried a story, a sentiment, and a vision of the future. Lucius, a mischievous glint in his eyes, proposed, "How about Felix? It means 'happy' or 'fortunate.' We could use a bit of luck, couldn't we?" Layla laughed, the sound echoing in the room. "Felix does sound cheerful. I like the positive vibe."

But was Felix ordinary? "Yes, sir! Felix previously lived in Avesburgh and Canraville. He seems to be an Oceanus Realm master, and his medical skills definitely rank in Dragonia's top ten. He briefly dated Xena Summers, the Phoenix Warlord, and has had quite a lot of contact with Lady Nala." After hearing this detailed report, the elderly man took a few deep breaths. "Indeed, he's no ordinary person. Don't alert him yet. I need to request someone's help."

Declan and Sebastian cheer behind us, clearly entertained that Liam is encountering that sort of feeling. Not long before we leave the room however, a tremendous structure fills the entryway. "Hello," he gestures at Liam, and afterward turns his look to me. "I'm Felix," he presents himself, without a grin. "I'm Isla," I note his comparability to Liam, their resemblance practically frightening. Felix is built, significantly more so than Liam, and strong. He is tall with earthy colored hair, his face a practically ideal duplicate of Liam. Nonetheless, a meager scar extends from his brow to his cheek, damaging his generally lovely face. Assuming Liam was the Sovereign of Light, Felix would sure