Names Meaning Water Novels & Stories

Did they really wanna know? "I-" "You?" Nico tilted his head sideways, almost touching Ezra's head. I heaved a deep sigh and throatily replied, "Ilaria." I hadn't drank fresh water from many weeks. If you're thinking how I am surviving? well I had drank water from bucket Kyla had provided me.. "Ilaria." Nico tested out my name almost too sensually. It was as if he was rolling it on his tongue. "Ilaria. Who gave you this name?"

I laughed and he seemed remarkably glad to see me do it. — Your mother, Juliette Broz, a Polish woman who came to live in the United States at the age of eighteen, chose the name Hera because she is the Greek goddess of protection of the family and marriage and I chose Nix, it's strange, what I know, but it means goddess of the night. Julie wanted you to be special so what better than to be special with weird names? — Seeing it like this, I even like it — it was true, who wouldn't like to have the name of a goddess? — And what is Winter?

“And have you settled on a name for it yet?” “A few dominance issues that I have so far been able to quell with a few sharp words. So that’s not been so bad. Yeah, I’ve been thinking about the name of the pack since you handed me that file folder while I was still in the hospital. I’m torn between Black Water to honour this pack. Or Blue Skies for the hope and future they represent. Though I’m leaning towards Black Water.” One of Aricka’s aunts piped up, “Go with Blue Skies because Black Water sounds like something that might come from a sewer system when it backs up.”

—I asked, noticing he was just staring at me. —Now you understand why they couldn't grow up away from you. —Because you're a total disaster, with a passing interest, who couldn't live without me? —He laughed. —You couldn't have put it better. —This time I shrugged. —Do they have names? —I have two in mind —I gestured for him to continue—. Ragnar for the male... means lethal strength and primitive loyalty. You agree? —Very masculine, though quite fitting for their father's character —he just smiled. —And the other?

She insisted, scooting closer. “Hayat?” “Oh, it’s a pretty name.” “Yeah, it means existence. And how about Haniya? Because she giggles whenever I kiss her.” “Yeah, it’s also pretty.” “How’s Haya?” “What does it mean?” “Modesty.” “Cool!” “Hazel… Hiya, Harmonia, Harley and…” “Hey! Do you want to name her with the letter yours starts with?” She asked him as soon as she realised all the names suggested by him start with H.

The bland feel of the water scented with a mix of lavender, chamomile and lemon, was soothing and I had no wish of escaping. My skin had a new glow and it was enticing. "Hmm your name means ethereal or air" "Or earth full of Flowers" Jasmine said first but Jessy said after. I had learnt their names not quite long. "Hmmm your name is as beautiful as your skin" Jessy said and I gave her a look. I don't know, I was trying to be free with her but then I couldn't, my mind wasn't just here at the moment. I couldn't help but think about Caelan who I had left behind.

was finally, permanently shattered. One evening, we sat on the deck, the Pacific a calm, golden mirror. Toby was sitting behind me, his arms wrapped around my growing belly. “I was thinking about names,” he said. “Me too.” “If it’s a girl… I was thinking about Maya. It means ‘water.’ Or ‘illusion.’ But for us, it can mean the end of the illusion. The beginning of the truth.” “Maya Silverson Miller,” I said, the name tasting like honey and salt. “I love it.”

Her arms and legs flaid as it caught her by surprise. “HEY!” She sputtered as some water got in her mouth. The group of people were laughing at her. “I caught you!” defending myself, I moved her around so she was straddling me and I moved around in the pool. She clung on to me and just relaxed her head back as I moved. “You guys can’t have a girly name or a unisex name. This baby is the heir to the whole Montana so it needs to be strong or fierce.” Ivan said as he jumped out of the pool. Ben followed suit.

“Fine. Just use the given names Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. The children’s names the old man gave are very meaningful.” Beatrice said, “Brother-in-law, can’t you think of something that sounds better? This is too casual.” Alex replied, “Then... First, Second, Third, and Fourth. Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon. Gold, Wood, Water, and Fire. Which one do you think is more appropriate?” Beatrice almost passed out. “Who would give such names?! It was way too cavalier. If that were the case, you should’ve just called them A, B, C, and D!”

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.