Unique Fantasy Names Male Novels & Stories

"Do you know who I am?" He nodded. "You're London knight, Alpha King, and Lycan superior. You're a legend, with your wolf… the white conqueror." I chuckled. Not many people knew Fuyu's name, and I loved it like that. His nickname was something he preferred to sit on the lips of many. His name was reserved to a few, mostly to those he was going to give the privilege of knowing the name of the one who killed them or the one who's eventually to kill them.

“Yeah. Something powerful. Something with a meaning. I mean, our baby’s going to grow up in chaos.” “I know,” I muttered. “Born in fire.” He chuckled. “Exactly. So we give them armor. A name that screams strength.” “Like Athena?” He nodded. “Or Zion. Or Nova.” “Nova Morgan-Foster,” I whispered. “That’s got a ring to it.” We both laughed softly. Then he went quiet. “What?” I asked. He stepped closer. “I miss this.” “What? Me insulting baby names?” He didn’t laugh. “I miss you.”

Adelaide asked, knowing that Lynette had adopted a son but unsure of his age. "Yes, it's his first day at school, so I'm seeing him in," Lynette replied. Her face lit up at the mention of her son, and she became more at ease. "How old is he, and what's his name?" Adelaide inquired. "He's seven, and his name is Gunnar," Lynette answered. Paisley remarked with a smile, "That's a name befitting the child of a werewolf general." The name carried the meaning of a brave warrior.

I say. “The others laugh at me. Kaylani said we could pick our own names, but…” “Do you like your name?” I ask her. “Yes.” “Then tell me what it is. I won’t laugh. Dragon’s honor.” “Is that a thing?” one of the other juveniles asks. “It is and don’t interrupt, Kenzo,” Kaylani chides him. The little fire dragon looks at him and then back at me. “My name is Amne.”

It was sad seeing someone who could escape being grounded by the very things that would have guaranteed his freedom. “Your friend is staring” he told Diesel, before coming over to me. He was so tall, he was easily twice the height of Diesel. “Moon, this is Iggy. He’s a Zenotaur” Diesel explained, and the Zenotaur leant down to shake my hand “or you can call him Ignascha, if you want.” “Which is preferred” Ignascha snorted at him “I hate nicknames.” He tilted my hand in his to eye my missing fingertip then my broken arm. His eyes trailed to my Band before he dropped my hand.

There had been times he had fallen asleep while reading, but luckily no one noticed the missing books before he managed to put it back. At night he would go watch the blacksmith teach his apprentice. The old man went by the name Gregorius, but everyone just called him Grumpy Greg. He obviously didn't like this, but didn't complain openly about it. The kid was called Kyle, and was constantly verbally abused by his master. Will had even heard Kyle complain about the customers teasing him as well.

Well, this is the Poor Wonder Royalty after all. "Hey old fart, I still don’t know your name," Lucas said to the old man. The old man smiled and seemed like he was rather confident with his name. He then told Lucas, "Young Master, since you want to know my name, then I shall let you into it. My name is Vortex Poor." 'Crazy Poor?' 'Is that even a name?' Lucas thought that in his heart but did not blurt it out. "So he's the young master, Grandpa Poor?" The little glanced at Lucas curiously.

said the man. "That’s sounds pretty interesting. Okay. I agree with your offer. After all, dragons and elves interfered in my mother's murder. They allied with the humans from the kingdom of Fortis and killed my mother. Tell me, what's your name?" Leon asked. “I have many names. One of my famous names is Andras. But, in Magica, you can call me the Great Sorcerer,” the man replied. “You look similar to my mother,” Leon said. Andras chuckled happily and grinned widely.

A very serious guy about everything but he hates tiny pieces a lot (insects) he is afraid of such things. -*- Phinnaeus Fugo And the next one is Phinnaeus 18, and 6 ft tall, Currently studying as his one of the dream to be a cardiovascular surgeon his specializing in a hepato pancreato biliary, because they brothers know that their older brother has a heart disease so in his mind if he came back to do surgery for his older brother and among the three twins he is the different one, he is the naughty one he is the loud one, happy go lucky and he is different from his brother Dhruv, his a crazy joker young man who is always tripping and when tripping, he always thinks of things he wants to play

I said with a smile. "And I can't have any input?" he asked. I could hear the smile in his words. "Go on, then. What have you got?" I asked. Surely, he couldn't possibly think of any more stupid names. "Federico, Paul, Stacy, Aurora.” "I absolutely love the name Federico,” I lied. "Really?" he asked. I looked up at him. "No." The fucking idiot had chosen Federico. The boy would be mocked endlessly. But I did like the name Aurora.