Romans & histoires Unique Names For Superheroes

He swept water off his lap, trying to cover the obvious woody tenting up his pants. “What?” She grinned innocently. He narrowed his eyes. “I remember running my hands over your hot little body, and I’ve thought about that many times since.” She shifted uncomfortably at his words. Clearing his throat, he then explained, “Covert teams need to blend in, adopt names that sound real enough. If I’m interacting with a suspect—a target—I use an effective alias that provides a solid cover. Crash Cane won’t exactly cut it.” “Where does Max get his name from?”

“ We don’t even know your name.” “My birth name does not matter; I have lived for so long without it. Selene, the moon goddess, thought it fitting that when she created me that I have a new name, Xavier Alexander, which she thought was perfect because it means New beginnings and warrior. I am the first of my kind and I am the ultimate warrior with all of our supernatural abilities. I must be leaving now. I am to meet with Joceline and explain what will happen to our daughter. She knew I was unique for a werewolf, but did not know the extent.”

He felt the car slowing, turning, stopping, and opened his eyes to see the humans barely holding back more laughter. "The name is amusing? You can tell us. His brother has always been a handful." "Clark Kent is the name of a comic book character. He's also called 'Superman.' Your brother must have a real sense of humor." "Or a lot of confidence!" Brian crowed, laughing so freely Tom found himself joining in followed by Ryan and John. It felt good to laugh with these humans who had chosen to treat them as if they were their own. "You have to introduce us to Super Brother. I just have to meet this guy. Come on! We're going to eat here. We're even early so there isn't a crowd."

Arhg, I hated it when he looked at me like that. I had hoped one day to have friends so that we could be the The Powerpuff Girls, or the totally spies, but since I only had boy friends, Fantastic Four would do for now. “We'll think of a better name than the Fantastic Four," Nick said with a laugh. “Let's have a contest!” I suggested energetically as we walked into my house. “How about the Heavy Quintet?” asked Nick, making me laugh. “Never," I replied with conviction, "it was a ridiculous name.”

"Okay, I was all of those things. But now that I know you're safe and you're basically a superhero, I'm allowed to be excited about it!" "I'm not a superhero." "You literally broke someone out of a secret government lab, Olivia. That's textbook superhero behavior." She gasped suddenly. "Oh my God, do you have a superhero name? Please tell me you have a superhero name." "I don't have a superhero name." "We need to fix that immediately. What about... Wolf Warrior? No, too generic. Shadow Fang? Lunar Blade?" She was counting on her fingers now. "Ooh, what about the Barcelona Badass?"

It would be useless to deny anything. “Mhm." "Why didn't you say anything then? I named you after a book character." "You looked quite excited about it," Jake said softly, getting shy. Ryder felt even more guilty. Why the fuck did she name him Midnight? Better named him Spiderman, no difference. "We can think of another nickname..." "It's okay..." Jake interrupted her. No way will he let her call anything else. She… she said she loved this character... "What's the second question?"

I asked. “Since we are going to be bad ass super heroes, I figure each of us should have a fitting name,” Adrian said. “You’re a telepath so you use your brain more than any of us. So I thought why not use a codename that fits your powers? On the field, call me Energygrid.” “Five seconds of wearing these pop-rock band costumes and she’s dishing out the nicknames,” Daryl said, entering the room dressed in a dark turquoise uniform with black imprints on the side. He also sported a pair of black visors.

“With a punch like that, I'd say Strike or Striker.” “Yeah, I like that. We haven’t had a Striker in a while,” Steel says, turning to grin at Yorick. “Striker it is.” “I can guess how you got a name like Raptor, but how did you get Steel?” I ask him. “I took five bullets and still didn’t go down,” he says proudly. “Five silver bullets and Steel is short for Man of Steel. Superman was too long, so it got shortened to Steel,” Raptor says, obviously proud of his mentor.

Or do it one at a time. But seeing his prying eyes, I decided to just tell him since he seems like a trustworthy person, and his heartbeat is steady which means he is not a threat. "You're right, I'm not human. And for your second question, I was referring to Alec, I don't know his surname since I didn't hear the announcer say it but that's his name, I suppose. Alec…A really good name, which means defender. A defender of humankind, really heroic." I said, repeating my mate's name twice, savouring the feeling it gives me as I say it on the tip of my tongue.