Names Meaning Snow White Novels & Stories

I won't tell her my name, I won't tell her my name—’ "It's Kaldar." 'Hell!' "Nice to meet you Kaldar." She stretched out a hand and I took it. She was about Tia's height, who was about Dawn's height. They were all about the same height. 'I won't ask her for her name, now I'm actually gonna brush past her and go to where Jhan is—’ "What's your name?" I asked. She smiled lightly, two deep dimples forming at her cheeks. "I'm Nicha. But my wolf name is Snow."

Isabelle nodded firmly "Yes. I can communicate with her now!" "What's her name?" he wanted to know that, her wolf was so beautiful and graceful. "Snow" Isabelle answered proudly. She didn't know why her name was Snow. But it suited the white and cold Silverfur plains perfectly. It was as if her wolf was meant to be here. Alpha Victor was a little taken aback. It was a beautiful name, matching its owner. And how it suited his Pack made him feel proud. "Snow isn't very active. She's not the type that would like to run around" she chuckled.

and feeding her titbits off their plates when she came into the dining room at meal times. They had tried sitting her at the table and putting a plate in front of her but she had panicked and fled in fear she was a severely traumatised little girl and their gentle kindness and understanding were just what she needed to heal. Slowly as the weeks passed she began to follow them around the ranch dressed in the fluffy sleep-suits they had bought her. When they researched her name they discovered it was of Finnish origin, and it meant Snow. White The seven of them had sat looking at each other when Bashful, who was their resident computer whiz kid had shown them what he had discovered. They had

I whisper, tracing my finger over the baby’s smile, my smile. “It is indeed.” Eamon replies. “What does it mean?” I ask, not sure if Eamon would know if the name has special meaning. “It comes from an old word for the halo of light that surrounds the moon in the dark of night,” Eamon says. “Mother thought it would be the perfect name for a werewolf princess.” “Then that’s who I shall be. Aylon Auburn. Maybe it’s who I’ve always been, even if I never knew it.” I say to him.

“Remember when dad and I first found Snow and he made that comment about Eliane not knowing she was a dragon, or something like that?” “Yeah.” “Well, I got an up close and firsthand look at the dragon. Snow, his real name is apparently Iniko, named her Jewels because she was, and I quote, a dragon with no name.” Everett frowns. “I thought all dragons were born knowing their names.”

“What’s your full name?” I looking down, I threw the mushrooms and bacon into the pan. “Nathaniel Christian Rivers.” My eyes narrowed for a moment. “Do rogues have last names?” “Yes. Usually they take on White or sometimes Moon. It’s a bit like a bastard last name. A stupid tradition, but here we are.” “Can it…can it be Nathaniel Christian White, then? Rivers means nothing to me now…” My voice trailed off. Finn smiled widely. “Then we really will be family. Noah and I use White. Solaris had Ulrich because the Alpha King technically adopted her.”

"Yes, the timing's been... less than ideal. But I'll always have a respect for the sheer intensity of them. Did you know, the force of the wind can actually bend the snow crystals into tiny, razor-sharp blades. The air itself can tear you to shreds." "That's... terrifying." I admit. "You should name it." "Name it?" "Yep. All good storms have a name." She grins up at me, her ice-blue eyes locking on mine. My mind runs through the possibilities. What does one even call a storm like this? A name, like hurricanes back home? 'Whiteout Ethan'? No, that sounds insane. Something stark and chilling? Frost-blade? Glacial hammer? Were they better? "Winters embrace." "Winters... embrace?"

I just smiled and then we kept walking then we saw the stable. There were four horses in it, I was drawn immediately to the dark horse, something about it was comforting,I moved closer to her and touched her, she let me, like she also felt it too. I was busy with Nyx,(the dark horse), I didn't notice Summer was already speaking to the white horse. "Snow, that's her name, she's just so pure",. summer said. Touching the dark horse "Nyx, I I'll call her Nyx" I said, leaning in such a way that my forehead was resting on Nyx' body.

She looked extremely young with strawberry blond hair and an extremely curvy figure. "You've healed. I wonder what it is you would become. I've never seen anyone who's been bitten by a werewolf and a vampire. It better be worth my time because I canceled my plans because of this," she grumbled. "I'm Maxine, I'm sure you remember me from last night."

She always had some kind of discomfort every night – whether it was stomach pain, back pain, or difficulty sleeping like now. "Snow White... why are you being so naughty tonight?" Kaivan whispered right in front of Anna Maria's belly. He had given the nickname Snow White to their unborn child. "Are you excited to meet Mommy and Daddy?" Kaivan spoke as if he were talking to a real person. His hand continued to softly caress Anne's exposed stomach. "Don't be naughty, sweetheart. It's late at night. Poor Mommy hasn't rested yet." After saying that sentence, Kaivan felt a gentle kick on the left side of his wife's belly. Quickly, he moved his hand to gently stroke that area as he spoke again.