Unusual Character Names Novels & Stories

“That is just it. You should already have one right there inside you. I mean, do you not have a backstory?” “A backstory? Yes! Of course I have a backstory. I am here to rescue Katey!” “Who is that?” “Oh, you probably know her as Kayzel.” “That does not ring a donjon bell.” “Principessa?” “Ah, yes, Principessa. Must be a customized name for the Principessa-class character.” “Yeah, she got kidnapped by an evil dragon named Josh… the Voldemort.” “Josh the Voldemort?” “Yeah…” “It must suck for you. Still, I wish you the best of luck…”

The next child had been easy she was named Beatrice after Bea. “We have to go with the format,” Adrian said. Since their first and second children had been named with A and B by chance, they decided to continue by naming their third child and first son with a letter starting from C, Charles, called Charlie continued the tradition, followed by Dorian and Ethan. The next letter was F. “What about Farrell?” She asked and he shook his head. “It is too uncommon. What about Finn?” He asked. “It is too short. What about…” She stopped midsentence.

{{ Name: Sai Mies Gender: Male Age: 27 Race: High Human Status: Physical: 0.5 Intellect: 3.9 Reflex : 0.6 Charm : 0.5 Special Abilities: World Travel ( Lvl. 1) Mini Map ( N/A) Skills: Passive:- Intimidation ( Mid) Martial Arts ( High) Weapon Mastery ( High) Versatile Works ( High) Active:- Identify ( N/A) Special Traits: Calm Minded ( Possess abnormal control of own mental state even in a dire situation)

h e imagined how much fun it would be t o see that poor man trying t o come up with his name. August pulled away a little t o look at her face, continuing t o dance. "Let's see... you have the face of..." h e frowned. Rachel?” Aháva wrinkled her nose. Monique?” She made a gesture of revulsion. Jessica? a n nie? Bianca? The blonde shook her head at each failed attempt. August narrowed his eyes a n d looked at her intently. Why do I have the slight feeling that you have one of those rare names, one of those “originals”—he drew the air quotes—, that have a special meaning in some exotic language.

//That is one gracious ass in all the ways that makes sense… // * Uno, though if he had been given a choice and hadn't let Xhe convincingly name him Uno or the others after the Spanish numeral code, because Xhe had a hard time remembering names when she was nine and would have preferred being known by his birth name; Alaric Schulz, walked with Xhe in their garden. Though calling it a garden was a bit like calling a football stadium a children's park. Arm in arm, they strolled through the grounds watching several children playing an advanced game of Sardines that he chose to ignore.

"Horse as in the animal?" "Yes," Desmond responded with a low chuckle. What sort of names do these people have? Havoc, Bishop, Money, Ax, Bolt, Picnic...now Horse. Wondered what other weird names I would still hear later. "I'm Serena, by the way and I don't have a second weird name. So, just call me Serena." "No problem, Serena." Desmond was laughing now. "What happened to your prospect patch?" I noticed when I seen him first. What he had now was 'Member'.

"They were just people. My father spent years making me feel like that side of me was a weakness. He called them 'common.' But Mrs. Elena told me my mother was the kindest person she’d ever met. I want to be associated with that, not with a bank balance." "Killian Vance," I said again, typing the letters into the form. My heart hammered against my ribs as I saw the name on the screen. "And I want a middle name. I never had one. My father said middle names were unnecessary fluff." "What are you thinking for the middle?" Igor asked. "Thomas," I said quietly. "Thomas? Where does that come from?" "It was the name of the character in that history book I liked. The one who stayed behind to save th

That's why he's someone I like to be around, even if it's just to look at a wall. I ended up telling him the most interesting thing that happened these days. I left out the part about me going with the girls to find shelter, Ryder was in my room and almost had a nervous breakdown and I still don't know why and the part where I almost found out Beckam's real name isn't Beckam. I told him everything else briefly. "They're weird names," he concludes. —Hey, one is from the goddess of the night and the other from the protector of family and marriage.

Maiko asked curiously. "That's where you're wrong, Mai," Monica said. "What's wrong with me?" Maiko asked with a confused expression. "Each person in this world is different, from gender, appearance, personality, hobby, family, friend, etc, and there is no way for each of them to be the same, but when people see something different from them, they'll call those people weird, but in my opinion, rather than calling them weird because they're different, I like to call them individual characters."

I was fortunate enough to study information regarding monsters last night, when I felt like I didn’t possess enough knowledge about this world. And this, this... THING in front of me is the reason why I nitpick about the unfairness of giving informations about this world. I unconsciously heaved a long sigh. There’s nothing I can do about it now, can I? Saying from a side character’s point of view, or A.K.A, the mob character of this world that deserves living for the first several chapters, I didn’t have that priority over other main characters. “So...” I eyed the lifeless polar bear slash rabbit monster in front of me. This strange thing that the author came up with actually has its own nam