Spirited Names Novels & Stories

She knew she was at the edge of bitter despair; any moment now, she would fall over the edge. Suddenly she heard Eli’s faint voice; it was a memory. “You know, mom, I named her Spirit because she is just like you… Beautiful, strong, smart, and always there for me.” She found her resolve, rising off the bed and standing to her full height. She put the ornament back on the little shelf. She took a deep breath in. She could feel her strength returning. ***

The unicorn spoke, “I can tell you what I can.” “Can you start with who you are? Do you have a name?” The unicorn laughed but it sounded like a small song playing, “All creatures have a name, child. I can tell you my lower realm name, which is Sylvrmane, but I cannot tell you my spiritual name.” She scratched her head, “Spiritual name?” “Yes, every creature ever created has a spiritual name and a lower realm name. Your lower realm name is, Evrah. That is what you are known by in the lower realms.”

Spirit: "If it's going to be one of your bad naming sense then forget it (turns his head to the side with blushing cheeks).” Su Lan: (in her mind: so cute!!!!) “Okay, your name is Su Hai Ke (hai as in sea and ke from ke ai meaning cute).” Spirit: My name is okay? (Hai Ke pronounced in another way means okay). Su Lan: "No." Spirit: "Change it." Su Lan: "..... then Su Ling?" Spirit: ".... and you said my name was direct. How is your name sense different (Ling means spirit)". Su Lan: "...."

Blake said with a smile. Blake led Claire to the other cabin, and when they approached, Gerold rose from his seat and greeted her. “Greetings, Spirit Sprite. My name is Gerold Elon, or if you prefer, grampa like the others.” Gerold said smilling. “Spirit Sprite?” Both Blake and Claire asked. “HA, ha. Yes, my boy, you sure know how to pick them. What a fortunate opportunity for you to have three Spirit Vessels and the legendary Spirit Sprite by your side.” Gerold said, almost jumping up and down from his excitement.

A name that was strong, gentle, or one that embraced both light and dark? She began the list, each name carrying its history and weight: Eira (for snow, for purity, for the night she almost left) Liora (for light, for the morning after rescue) Seren (for peace, for the quiet she longed for) Ash (for what remains after fire, for rebirth) Kellan (for strength, for the father’s courage she both loved and resented) Mira (for kindness, after her oldest friend) Rowan (for healing, for protection)

“Fuck,” he finally exhales, forcing a crooked grin. “He must be pushing eighty by now.” “So he really is old,” Mel chuckles, the sound a little too bright for my nerves. I roll my eyes. Wrong time for comedy hour. “Ever heard the saying a child’s name calls forth the spirit that will inhabit his soul?” “Huh?” I blink. “It means that a person’s character will form to reflect the name he’s given. If you’re named Sweetness, you will be a good kid — if you’re named Trouble, not so much.”

Summer said innocently. “Summer, you should call your brother by his name,” Lucas sighed helplessly. “But Mommy said brothers’ names are Bourbon and Whiskey,” Summer said stubbornly in her cute childish voice. I laughed out loud. When I woke up three years ago, and knew that I had two daughters and two sons. I named the girls 'Summer' and 'Winter' and the boys 'Bourbon' and 'Whiskey'. I thought it was cute, but Lucas was against the names Bourbon and Whiskey. He named them Raphael and Gabriel, yet we still called them Bourbon and Whiskey.

“Then what are we dealing with, if not demons.” “Kings of dead universes, crotchety spirits wanting to walk again, the leftovers of an alien race, the memories of physical beings cast aside, some zeitgeist aspect made real, ancient watchers frozen in stone, entities of pure spirit who have never known flesh. Take your pick. Though, I hazard the last is probably what you’ve been describing. What name did you give it?” “Calach.” “That’s a loser. Really fucking bush league. Go big or go home is what I say. You know some big demonic titles, use them. Or try an angelic name, that’ll give you some weird results.”

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The girl spoke first with a question. "How do you know my name?" Mayari asked with her usual monotone. "It isn't important for now, Lady Mayari." She shook her head. "Then who are you?" "I am one of the many spirits that live in this beautiful forest." She curtsy, "My name is Varah, the 1st of the Seven nymphs of the Yuver River." "What do you want?" Mayari asked sternly. "I want you to accept our beloved offer." The nymph replied, her smile never faltering.