Spirited Names Novels & Stories

His steel blue eyes held me prisoner, and I found myself not even wanting to look away. “What is his name?” He asked, his eyes finally pulling away from mine and roaming my face as if he was trying to look at every feature and memorize it. “Spirit. His name is Spirit,” I said, a warmth spreading through my chest as I said my wolf's name out loud, and I smiled. Goddess, I love my wolf!

"By the way, do you have any names in your mind? It would be so hard to call them with pup one, pup two, and pup three names." . Before I would have opened my mouth to answer his question, Vince cut me in between. "I will call our princess, Andrella. That's final. In short, Anny, Anna, Andy whatever people will prefer." . "Umm...I will call Benjamin, to our royal Lycan pup and Keith to our another. How is it?", I asked, suggesting the names. . "Sounds perfect.", Vince grinned. "Crystal, how did you give birth to Andrella and Keith in Spirit world without anyone's help?"

“We couldn’t call it Soul Coupling because it’s not the same ability! We then considered calling it Soul Meld, Soul Sync, or Spirit Embrace, but all three were already taken!” Noah’s expression turned strange. Why did this story make him think of a couple of otakus sitting around a computer trying to play a super popular new MMO but getting stuck on the last step of character creation because they just couldn’t find a good name for their painstakingly created character that wasn’t already taken? (◞‸ლ)

The other woman, almost the same height, had long, sleek black hair and a reserved posture, observing silently. “Hi, sorry to bother you,” the first woman said, still smiling. “I’m Anneliese, and this is my friend Pietra. We’re looking for a gift for a baby and, well, we noticed you’re pregnant... Would you mind helping us with an opinion?”

Colby When the Spiritborn came back to life, we all tensed. I looked at it, feeling like it was about to call my name. And you know what? I wasn’t wrong. This was exactly what the damn thing did. The moment the Spiritborn called my name, the air shifted. “Colby McGrath. Step forward.” I blinked, staring up at them like maybe they’d gotten the name wrong. “Shit,” I muttered under my breath. Everyone turned to look at me.

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Spiro explained. That was not comforting. Nothing about Darius had been comforting since I first heard his name. “And neutral paths?” Ronan asked. Spiro glanced at him. “We will pass through parts that do not fully answer to any of the three crowns. Some have names. Some change names depending on who controls them for a season. Soothpyre. Ashville. Old Merroway. The cracked markets near the salt flats. We avoid most settlements if we can,” Spiro replied.

The ground cracked beneath me and pulled me under, into something that wasn’t quite a vision and wasn’t quite a dream. I stood in a burning field, ancient and wide. Flames surrounded me, and out of them, wolves stepped. Not normal wolves. Larger. With eyes like molten gold. Trial Spirits. Each one bore a mark on their chest, the same mark I had. The lead wolf spoke, but not with sound. “Name yourself.” “Rory Elowyn of House Velar,” I said aloud, though no mouth moved. “Gateborn.” The flames surged. One of the spirit wolves lunged.

“In a dream? This looks so real?” She groaned dramatically. “Let’s just do the naming…” “Okay. Let’s hear your suggestions.” “Actually, I have a lot. I mean, I’ve been picking up words here and there, preparing for today,” she paused. “Usually, you’re supposed to do these things, but… you’re Maya… you get stressed by the tiniest of things.” “Tell me the names, else I’ll blurt out the first thing that comes to my head.” “Fine!” she hissed. “The options are: Isariel, Sylara, Nymeris, Eryndra, and Zeryntha. These names stuck with me. So, you just have to pick one.”

“They regency took over and rumor has it Purple is planning something,” “Purple?” “Sea’s policies, we’re supposed to name ourselves after our aura. Hers is color purple that explains her name.” “Oh…” I trailed. “What about you then?” He chuckled, “I’m not even an existing thing, Princess. Spirit guides come and go. So, would I, when my time’s up…” There was a brief silence. Everything seemed a bit uncanny and unsettling. There was still a lot I was yet to learn about my true heritage. Him…