Sans Character Names Novels & Stories

"You don't have to be here if you don't want to." "I'm never anywhere I don't want to be, if I could help it." He heads to the computer, where Colt is putting in our names. He chooses the same names I chose the last time—Dynamic Cora, Charismatic Colt, Enigmatic Ethan, and Deadpan Alessandro. Alessandro frowns at his name, but he doesn't demand Colt change it. "You're up, Cora!" Colt announces. I head to the lane, swinging my arm and launching the ball. It goes straight for the middle before veering to the left and landing in the gutter. I turn around to face the others. "That was such bullshit."

Hello, my dear readers. I'm sorry, but due to a few reasons, I have changed some of the characters' names. I have already updated them from the very first chapter, and I am currently just waiting for the editor's approval. From the next chapter onward, I will be using these new names. Here are the changes: Zhao Hua --- Silas Evermont Naomi Chen --- Naomi Devereux Yuan Bao --- Dean Franklin Liu --- Vincent Reid Hongkong --- Carrington Bay

“You don’t get to say his name. You don’t get to use him.” Anando shrugged, cruel and casual. “I use what works, Alex. And right now, you’re shaking.” His smile twisted. “And now that he’s dead… his sister might have to face the consequences. What was her name again? Cash casa… oh right. Cassandra.” The air went still. Heavy. Deadly. Alex stepped forward in one motion. “Say her name again and I will break your jaw.” Anando didn’t flinch. He just smiled wider, like he’d won something. “You see? That’s what I mean. You’re not cold enough for our world. Just stick to being Alex Maradona.”

No one was more stunned than Gloria. "You mean that Adrian Ainsworth?" she blurted. "The one on Forbes' global top ten? He's really back in Carmoria?"

Into names. Kellan. Ronan. Caelum. Lucien. Elias. Nora. Maeve. But most of all… Draven. Each one rooted me to the place where unraveled cloth threatened to tear loose if I moved. If I– But I didn’t react. They said the system was reading intent. I gave it none.

Since he’d been busted, he didn’t try to deny it. “That’s good news,” he replied. “And if I do, feel free to ignore me until I get out of sight. Deal?” Now she did glance at him, in such a way that made him smile back. “Inner bastard says just fine.” They chuckled at the same time. And since she didn’t seem to recognize him, he decided it’d be funny to play nobody for the night. So he said, “I’m Jay.” She always found it funny, that American habit of using initial letters for names, like they were all Men In Black.

Porishma struggled to breathe. "I’m the only one who has Davis in my name. Ian, Vin, and not even Dhaani have his name. Ian and Vin have great-grandfather names, and Dhaani has Maa’s name, 'Porishma,' in hers. The whole world knows me as Ansh Davis Grey, and I will only ever use this name," Ansh’s words relieved Davis, but his heart was still uneasy. His inner monster was rising, wanting to tear up the entire Kingdom Gadh.

Aria was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Kane dropped another bombshell. "We need to go through these files tonight. Even if we can’t memorize everyone’s preferences, we need to remember their names and faces." Aria slapped her forehead. "Oh my God! Just kill me now! Foreign names are so long and complicated, and there might be ten people with the same name. How am I supposed to tell them apart?" Kane raised an eyebrow, noticing the faint redness on her forehead. "Why are you hitting yourself? Don’t worry, I’ll remember the important details. You just need to focus on a few key people and their relationships."

Marcus had given me a brief description of them earlier, and he said their names were Cassian, Lyra, and Sol. And that they were referred to as the Elder Trio. “Ah. The famous human, I’m Cassian.” The first man greeted me politely, and I groaned. “Please don’t call me that, just call me Scarlett,” I said respectfully. “Don’t mind him, he just wanted to be funny. I’m Sol, short for Solan.” The other man stretched out his hand for a handshake, and I took it with a smile on my face. Lyra, on the other hand, wasn’t nearly as easy. She just watched me carefully like she was trying to examine me.

The other guy warned, I glupped hard and nodded releasing a long sigh. “I'm Candice…….” Mrs Grumpy started, and then pointed to the guy who addressed the crowd earlier, “He's max, and this guy over here,” He pointed to the other guy, “ is Stephen.” “I'm Rose.” I replied, but the snickered. I was confused if my name sounds funny or something. “We don't give out our real names here, we identify our trainees with numbers. Your is 027, keep up.” Stephen taunts. He might be the only nice person among the three of them, although he is as rude and mean as the other two..