Names That Sound Tough Novels & Stories

“True. Dad’d skin us alive if we upset the queen bee, even now.” Kane twisted the wire cutters. “Anyway, I’m thinkin’ about changin’ my name.” Kade laughed. “Right.” “I’m serious. Something that don’t start with a ‘K’ or a ‘C’ like everyone in this damn family.” “How about…Dick?” “How about you fuck off, smartass?” Kade grinned. “So whatcha thinkin’? Bubba? Spud? Deuce? Fred? Ethyl?”

I uttered, and he furrowed his brows. “So…” He muttered. “Imagine you’re the father, what would you call him? I mean, you can name a few and I’ll ask her to pick from them.” I uttered, and he nodded slowly. He stared into space as he began to think. “Erm… Maybe Andres or Kendrick. You can tell her these two.” “Okay. Why did you choose those though?” I asked, and he looked at him. “Because if he was my son, I’d like him to bear a name that means strong. I’d raise him to be a strong and fearless man, and his name must portray that. So yeah… That’s why.” He explained, and I smiled.

＊ Heavy by Linkin Park Two years later, MY NAME SUCKS, and I’ve known that fact for as long as I lived. Even North West was a better name than Autumn Summers. The only good thing was that I didn’t get bullied because of it. Well, I didn’t get bullied at all since I was Queen Bee. I ruled the school like the back of my hand. No one dared to bully me. Not for my name, or for how fucked up my family was.

he said as he raised one brow and leaned forward, “unlike those guys, I do use the weird shortened version of their names. I would like to call them using the normal ones: Castile, Raphael, Orlando, William, and Nathaniel.” My eyes narrowed to slits. “I am sure I heard you mentioning Cas and Liam before.” “Okay, maybe I did but not to the other three. It feels weird saying Owl, Raph, and Niel. What kind of names are those?” He shook his head in disbelief. “Especially Niel and Owl. I still do not get it no matter how I tried. Why did he not use Nate instead? I would not mind calling him Nate.” “I like Niel.” I gave my shoulder a small shrug. “It sounds more original and less GG.”

“Hmph, selfish. Girls, let’s just introduce ourselves to them. “ The quiet lady was beautiful. The silky hair that fell below her shoulders like delicate waves were complimenting her symmetric face perfectly. Not to mention, she looked angelic. And I knew she’s the type that Mister Limuel would want for Sean. “Ah,” I finally replied, “That guy who’s wearing maroon is called Tambo while the guy in white is Tikboy. Haha, I told you not to ask because their names are not as gorgeous as their faces. Do you still have questions? “Ahahahaha, where the heck did those names come from?

she snarls. Lisa's growl is thunderous. "HIS NAME IS ALPHA EMMETT TO YOU, AND YOUR WARRIOR IS ON OUR LAND," Lisa moves until she is in the other women's face. The woman is shorter than Lisa by a good three inches and doesn't even compare to Lis in muscle.

“Pfft. No way. I’m a big boy. Something just got into my eyes.” A smile tugged at my lips. His sass caught me off guard. “Oh, I see. What exactly got into your eye then?” “Dust,” he said proudly, lifting his chin like he’d won an argument. I laughed quietly. “Alright, Mr. Tough Guy. What’s your name?” He cleared his throat dramatically before responding. “Treasure. What about you?” “Eve.” He nodded. “Nice name. But not as cool as mine,” he added with a smug little grin.

I said, trying to keep a straight face. Rohan grinned, undeterred. "Hey, I think they're great names," he said, defending his choices. "But what do you think? Do you have any names in mind?" I thought for a moment, trying to come up with the perfect name. "I was thinking maybe something like Alexander or Gabriel," I said, my voice filled with excitement.

“So what name today?” He pretended to think. “If it’s a girl maybe Liora. It means light. Or maybe one of the old names from the first packs. My father used to tell me stories about them.” “And if it’s a boy?” I touched my stomach lightly because the bump has been growing faster now “Then I want something strong. Something that means protection. He will need it with all this.” He looked at my glowing shoulder for just one second and then looked away like he didn’t want me to feel bad.

"How about I give you a name for the time being, I can't possibly continue to call you hey." “I don’t think that will be a good idea,” He shook his head and I furrowed my brows. “Why?” “I don’t just know, having two names.....it’s like weird—or something,” He frowned. “That’s not true, so how does the name Mike sound?” I frowned and he shook his head defiantly. “No,” “Henry?” “No,” “Charles?" “No,” “Anthony?” I said getting tired already. “No, it definitely doesn’t ring a bell,” He shook his head firmly.