Unique Fantasy Names Novels & Stories

James figured that the only way he could see her appearance was after he successfully cultivated Chaos Power. Henrik asked, “What are you thinking about? “It’s nothing.” James snapped out of his thoughts. Henrik said, “Let’s go to the Fiend Realm and look for Qusai. He’s our sworn brother after all.” “Sure. However, I’m not going to reveal myself. I’ll need a disguise and a fake name. Cultivation is divided into fifty possibilities. After discarding the other forty-nine possibilities, only one outcome remains. That outcome is me, the unpredictable element that Yukia Dearnaley sought out. From today onward, my name will be Forty-nine.”

shh...not so loud. Grace scolded. Sorry. Geneva whispered. It’s okay, come here. Dad told her and picked her up and placed her on the bed next to me. She peeked over and her eyes went wide. He’s so little. She rubbed her finger over his little nose. May I hold him? She timidly asks. I squint at her. Sure, sit here next to me. I told her scooting over a little. Keep your legs out straight and make sure you support his little head. Ma instructed her. He’s squirmy and squishy. She giggled. Have you named them yet? No, we haven’t decided on any names yet. I told her. May I suggest some names? Geneva asked. Sure, we could all the help we can get. Damien smiled. Okay, so for the girl, how ‘bout As

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.”

When I started Book One, I would have never thought this would be the direction I’d take in Book Three, especially not when I was writing the first few chapters of my debut, but here we are. I named the female lead Sushmita after my closest friend in the sixth form (she doesn’t know yet), coupled with Alagumalai which means “beautiful mountain” and is part of the name of my favorite English teacher (she doesn’t know either). I almost chickened out and was going to use something generic, but the tale didn’t carry the spark I wanted as I began writing, so I swapped it back. If either of them ever read this, I hope… hm, what do I hope for? I hope they won’t mind and see it as me projecting them

My mom noticed my discomfort and she told me to behave normal and she tried cracking a joke to ease the tension but I ignored her but I won't deny the fact that I was relieved a bit. I walked into the restaurant with her and looked around before spotting a man siting alone at the far end of the restaurant and I confirmed it was him when my mom started working toward his direction. Hello dear, you must be Lucy the man said while standing up for a hug which I rejected immediately by hiding behind my mom. So sorry for that she is not comfortable with human contact, my mom said No problem, I understand. the man replied Actually I don't know his name that is why I am referring him as the man.

“Mommy nooo. Please?” Ugh I couldn't say no to those cute puppy eyes. The handsome stranger joined in. “Yes mommy please?” Two cute faces. “Ugh, alright fine. We'll do lunch…?” My eyes silently enquired for his name. He quickly understood. “I'm Samuel, but you can call me Sam.” “Please lead the way, Sam.” End of flashback We quickly became friends after we met at the park, and Kayla always looked up to meeting Swift.

And then Zarek walked in, naked. “Fenrik, I see you've seen our new maid,” Zarek said. “Her name is Maera,” Lord Korran said, as he walked into the room. “Well, I prefer to call her Astari,” Zarek replied. I said nothing but bowed my head at all three of them. Their scents lingered in my throat. For a second I felt lightheaded, just wanting to pass out in one of those massive arms. But I held my ground. It was my first day, and something in me told me the Queen Mother and Krishna were not to be joked with.

There was no better sound than to hear his voice inside my head. ‘I don’t need to use any cheesy lines,’ he continued as spiritual tears fell down my cheeks. ‘I know you know my love for you is endless. Just come back to me and we will crush all our enemies together.’ Oh, yes, I’d like that, I thought. ‘Afterwards, you and I will make lots of babies.’ I half-laughed and half-sobbed. ‘We are going to name them with exotic names like Snape and Shera, Quincy and Zelda. You like that would you?’

“That reminds me… we need a name. We’re building more than a pack, we’re building a kingdom. Should we call it Seralyn? Or something else?” Suggestions came flying from every direction. “Moonvale!” someone shouted. “Whitefang Keep!” yelled another. “Daeira’s Den!” Tarin heckled, earning a round of laughter and my tomato-red blush. I rolled my eyes but grinned. “Real funny, Tarin.” Riven leaned close, smirking. “I like Daeira’s Den. Sounds sexy.” Kael snorted, deadpan as always. “Sounds like a bar.” Auren, wide eyed, chimed in. “What about Seralyn though? It feels… right. Like it belongs to all of us, not just one person.”

A drop of water fell on my eye, I looked around and noticed a change in weather. This is bad, no cab on the road and rain is about to fall. What am I gonna do? As I continued walking, a black AMG Benz stopped by the side of the road and rolled down the window glass "Come inside, I will drop you off," He said I looked at the person and realized it is the doughnut guy. I looked around, the weather was getting worse. "Thank you" I said once I entered the car "I’m Rayan" He said At least now I don’t have to call him doughnut guy. "Afraah." I awkwardly said