Names That Mean Snow Novels & Stories

What’s his name? She thinks for a moment, her little brows furrowed in concentration. "Hmm… Snow," she decides, nodding firmly. "His name is Snow." "Snow it is," I agree, smiling at her. She giggles, clearly delighted, and my heart feels like it might burst with happiness. Just being near her, hearing her laugh, seeing her smile—it’s more than I ever could have hoped for. More than I ever thought I deserved.

Em asks wiping away my tears? "I'm just so happy" I tell him in a voice that's too high for me. "Glad I could make you happy, you wanna name him?" he asks. "Uhmm..." I think about it, I don't want his name to be very childish but he deserves a cool name too. "His name Snowy, cz he's blue and look he can use cuddles" I say in the same high voice. "That's awesome little boy, now it's time for bath or shower okay?" he says and I nod, I can use a hot shower.

Here are some names of the characters in this, what they mean and their origins. Catori- Means spirit Calian- Means warrior of life Kateri- Is a beautiful Mohawk version of Catherine Winona- Means first daughter Halona- Means happy fortune Kai- Means willow tree Istas- Means “snow” for a winter baby. Nuka- Means little brother Meztli- Means moon And these are all Native American names. ********* Lucian-Means light

I told my mom, and it was a mistake. "Aren't you related to Mrs. Norris?" my mother asked curiously. "Well, looking at your features, you don't resemble her family." Mom laughed, and Snow nodded somewhat amusedly. "No, I really look like my father," Snow said. "Who is he? Is he a guardian? Because I swear, I know them all, and your features don't look familiar at all," Mom said calmly. "He was from outside the herd," Snow said. "My name is Snow Blake."

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.

Tross said, a note of apprehension in his voice that I didn’t miss. I thought about it, “While Snow rings true to her looks, she’s much less delicate. No, she’s a fierce and powerful being. She should have a name that encapsulates that, but also remains true to her original name… How about Nivara?” I asked the mare, leaning down and patting her thick neck lovingly.

The wolf looks up to me with the most gorgeous silver eyes. It blinks at me before answering. “My name is Snow.” She says in my head. I nod at it looking around at everyone else and see the shocked looks on their faces. “It’s nice to meet you Snow. Can you tell me what is happening?” I asked her.

His storm-gray eyes had met August’s without warmth, without hesitation. “Snow,” he had said. Just that. No explanation. No flourish. The word had fallen into the room like a dropped blade, simple, cold, final. August had stared at him for several heartbeats, searching for the jest, the metaphor, the hidden meaning. He had found none. “Snow,” he had repeated slowly, tasting the name as though it might reveal more if spoken aloud. “You’re naming your son… Snow.” Winter had given a single nod, sharp, conclusive. “That is his name.”

“Do you know my name actually means ‘white as snow'? And my wolf’s name means white too.” “Like Snow White?” Percival asked. “Are you a princess too?” Adalaide asked. “Just like me.” “Well, I don’t exactly fit the description. Hair as black as ebony, was it? Skin as white as snow? Oh, and lips as red as blood….” Nivia said, pouting her lips. “Where my parents met, there was a lot of snow. That's why they named me Nivia.” “If you are Snow White, then Dad is Prince Charming.” Percival said.

‘They can both hunt in these woods’ Collin said. ‘I will build a palace for him here.’ Collin commented looking around the place. ‘It shall be named the Snow Mountain Palace’ the name was perfect for the place, it looked like two seasons in one, on the right side there was a mountain filled with snow and it was cold. On the felt, there was a forest, thick and green as they come. It was perfect indeed plus there were no flowers around just the trees.