Ship Generator Names Novels & Stories

Kieran laughed. "Of course you do." "If it's a girl..." Ava began counting on her fingers. "Luna." Rose. Aurora. Elena." Nova smiled. "They're beautiful." Ava beamed proudly. "And if it's a boy..." She continued. "Lucian." Adrian. Rowan." Captain Rowan nearly choked on his drink. "Please don't." Everyone looked at him. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "It would become very confusing." Ava grinned.

I decided to start a small chitchat with my mate to get my mind off the pain. “Have you finally come up with names for our boys? “ I queried. “Yeah, I have a few names in mind. The guys helped me out .” “ Shoot.” I panted out. “ Zane thinks we should call them Zahim and Ryker. Theo suggested Zaim and Rowan. Alaric, Zavier, and Zeke.” “ You, what do you want us to call our pups?” He breathed out. “ I want each one of them to have our first names. So Zayden and Ryder. What do you think “, Zander's brow shot up, questioning.

“Oh, my God.” “What?” he said innocently. “It worked, didn’t it?” She rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. “We should start talking about names.” “Done,” he said immediately. “I’ve got a list.” April arched a brow. “Really?” “Oh yeah. First up—Princess Sparkle McThunderpants.” She burst out laughing. “You’re not naming our baby after a comic book horse.” “Fine. What about Galaxyra? Or Unicornia?”

Trust me to get pregnant with the child of someone from a weird-ass family. “What if it’s a girl? I really love the name Hiraya, or maybe something more American? What about Sylvia or Iris?” She gushed, tapping on her screen from time and time again. She glanced at the two boys and nodded encouragingly. “Oooh, but what if it’s a boy! The Legazpi clan is known for always having males. I’m sure if we had tried for another child, we would be having a boy. I’ve always liked the name Kayden, doesn’t that sound nice?” I figured she was expecting an answer from me because she was looking at me with a shine in her eyes.

He breathed out without saying anything. “So, I have been searching for pup names, and I came up with a few,” I said. He hummed. “For girl, I came up with Janice, Yolanda, Kim, Margeret, Aurora, Rose, and Liya,” I said, smiling. “For boy, I came up with Vince, Danice, Sam, Otto, and Liam,” I said, bending to check if he was listening or sleeping. He looked up, turning around, and now I was seated on his torso. He smiled.

Didn’t push. I decided not to poke the bear yet. He leaned back, swirling his glass. “So… six?” “Six what?” “Children,” He raised an eyebrow, playful but incredulous. “You really want six?” I laughed softly. “Yep. Names are already picked—Ilaria, Romina, Monique, Ryan, Finn, Aaron. They're right there on the list. It's a plan, and I like being prepared.” He read them off slowly, then smiled—small but real.

Content just to be near him and too exhausted for long conversation, she snuggled down and just enjoyed for a while. Just as she was about to drift off, Mathin said in a contemplative tone, “I thought we could name him Roxtan.” Her eyes flew open. “You are not naming my baby Roxtan. Why not just call him Conan the Barbarian, if you’re going to do that?” His eyes narrowed in annoyance. “What would you prefer?” “How about Alexander?” The disgusted face he made gave her his opinion on that. “Okay, how do you like Maximilian? Max for short.”

After hearing Thea’s words, the baby girl rolled her eyes at James and stretched out her chubby little hand again. “She’s asking you to choose another name.” Thea immediately acted as her daughter’s translator. James found the situation funny. He was an incredible powerhouse in the Genesis Worlds, but that did not matter in front of his newborn children. After pondering for a long time, he said solemnly: "How about Zuriyin Caden? You were born in the Great Historial Land, surrounded by purple gas, and have an Ultimate Yin body type. Zuriyin sounds perfect.”

The place was candlelit and already smelled like heaven. He pulled my chair out for me, sat across the table, and didn’t stop smiling. “So, name ideas?” I laughed, sipping the mocktail they placed in front of me. “Already? We just found out.” “Yes. Because I want to be prepared. Boy or girl. No cliches. Something strong.” “You mean like Titan or something?” He laughed. “No! I mean something elegant but meaningful. What about Layla?” “I like Layla.” “Or Elias for a boy. You know, something that sounds like he could be CEO at birth.”

“Or Kane as a middle name. That’s how royals like to name their children.” “Maybe after King Kane’s father or grandfather,” Thomas suggests. “Unless Princess Emory wants to name the baby after her family.” “Not Bernard,” I pipe up, making them all look at me. “Our dad’s not very nice, so Emory won’t name the baby after him. Not even a middle name.” An awkward silence overshadows the servants before they try to laugh it off to break the tension. “What are popular names for shifters, Lola?” Thomas asks. “Wolfgang? Wolfram?”