Nature Names Novels & Stories

Ewan asked rather excitedly. “Yes, sir. Is there some significance to that name?” “When we raided the witches' coven, we found a book about the soul stone. The name beside it was Nathaniel. There are plenty of Nathaniels in this country, but if this one is truly a vampire, he could be planning to steal that girl’s soul. Or who knows what else he is planning with that stone? We can’t allow him to keep it and trap someone inside it.”

He started saying. “Ok! That is a good thing.” I mumbled. “Then I thought of renaming it as there is already a place called Nadir which was renamed from Palmer and which was again renamed from some other name.” He mumbled. “What is the name for this land?” I questioned him even though already understanding his words. “Bhairavi! I named this land as Bhairavi and this will be only ours as a get away whenever we want.” He replied. “Why?” I questioned him trying to push down the happiness.

Beatrice rolled her eyes vigorously. In fact, she was underwhelmed by the names of Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. She believed that Alex would have surely disagreed and would’ve thought of better names. However, she had overestimated Alex. He was, after all, a capable, unrivaled man who had the nick to name his daughter with something like Bubbles. Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter were already peerless names that brought a touch of idyllic appeal to him. She then saw him nodding and looking satisfied. “Fine. Just use the given names Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. The children’s names the old man gave are very meaningful.”

Jai pointed to the crooked letter in the middle of the name. “Letter ‘E’. It’s Grunerind,” Darrion answered. “Oh yeah, I just remembered it was called like that,” the blonde said, opening the small handbook he got from his colleagues in Rettaza. “Grunerind? What does it mean?” Jai asked as he observed the right road. Darrion pointed to the handbook. “Green bark. The forest’s name is Green Bark Forest,” he looked up from the book and blew his wind around softly, feeling the surroundings. “Hmm… It’s safe around here. Do you want to rest for a bit?”

Every damn time. So we made a deal. Each pregnancy, one mate gets to pick all three names. Hermes picked first—hence the very Greek names: Brison, Calix, and Demetrios. This time, it’s Alex’s turn. He has a theme. He’s picked the names. But he won’t tell anyone what they are. To keep track, we decided to go alphabetically. Alex is “A.” Hermes will take “H.” Jake and I both cover “J.”

“Well, let's leave that aside. I have two boys and a girl right?” “Yes you do, and I'm excited to see what they'll become. I'm sure you understand right?” I giggled. “I think I have the perfect name for them.” He nodded as he listened to me. “Nathan, Nathaniel, and…” I added a bit of suspense there and was calm about the whole thing. “And—” he extended, wanting me to explain more to him, but I didn't want to. “And… Natalie.” He furrowed at first, making me feel as though the names weren't good enough, and then he smiled.

“How do you differentiate between them and the second generation?” "They all trainned us, so all second-gen know them. Besides, they have weird names: Gotham, Ghost Crow, Shadow, Mist, Fire, Scar, Poison, etc. It's like a den of vipers. It's not their real names, but even they don't remember their actual names." "What about you?" Her eyes hold mine, hostage, appearing darker late at night. "Is Ethan your real name?" “It is. This is the name my mother gave me.” “How about your last name? Is it Hunter?”

She then asked. I shrugged. "Maybe? To be honest, I'm still getting used to the idea of having two sets of family histories to draw from now." I told her. A shadow passed over Viola's face, there and gone so quickly I almost missed it. But before I could dwell on it, Bree was off and running with suggestions. "Ooh, what about nature names? Like Lily or... oh! Willow! That would be so pretty." She suggested again, never getting tired.

Everyone clapped and walked past her again, to introduce themselves with the Wiccan name they had once adopted at their initiation. ‘Blessed be, I'm Kerian,’ Liza kissed her on both cheeks, ‘my name means dark-haired.’ ‘Blessed be, my name is Gaea,’ Anke had tears in her eyes, ‘my name means earth.’ ‘Blessed be, Ohana is my name,’ Jente hugged her. ‘Sweetheart, my name means, from the forest.’ ‘Blessed be, they call me Ville,’ Raven gave her an encouraging wink and kissed her forehead. ‘And that means protector, yours, among other things.’ He leaned toward her, the look in his bright blue eyes warming her.

A thought pops in my head and I search for moon names since wolves are connected to the moon. With that, I speed read through another million names, but this time I feel like I'm getting closer to a name. I save a few names to read out loud for later. Finally, I have a few names that seem like the wolf would like them. "Astennu. Rakesh. Io. Badru. Aibek. Aku. Koray. Hang," he gives me his full attention with a small howl and I reread a few names back.