Viking Names Male Novels & Stories

Some even think that I had been given the wrong name, that it is a disgrace I am named after the goddess Freya. They were planning a raid in another country. Years ago, some Vikings started raiding unfamiliar countries, and now they were going to do it again in a country they heard travelers call America. And as they would be gone a long time, I was to go with them, not to fight but to celebrate their victory by holding the wedding there. I wanted to fight and raid with them, but Leif wouldn’t let me. He said he didn’t want a wife with battle scars.

Dalia Grey Vision Nordic lands 650 B.C Bjørn Stormrider was returning from his viking raids and like every other drakkar he had a longship full of loot from his pillagings and an unrelenting hitched to be buried once again in the arms of his wife and daughter

His mother's name is Viveka, isn't it! My wide eyes skip back to the top of the page and start to properly read. 'Thor Reginald Quinn, that is also known as The Devil Viking, is an American-born, Danish businessman. He started derivative trading while at the University of Cambridge, England. After graduating, he started a marketing company before The Viveka Industries Limited. Its businesses include energy, petrochemicals, natural gas, textiles, and retail. Globally, he is among the 5th youngest billionaires...'

Once we were settled everyone came in, taking turns, to meet our daughter, our parents came in first. "What name did you decide on?" My mother asked as she looked down at her grand baby with so much joy in her eyes. I looked to Freya when she nodded to me before laying her head back. "We decided that her name will be Torvi Adelaide Fenrir." "That's beautiful, also showing off your mother's beliefs, naming her a Norse name like yours Freya, but also yours Andrew with her last name being Fenrir." Her father stated with tears in his eyes as my mother passed her to him as he carried her to sit in the chair next to Freyas side.

“Before Ragnarök, which member of the Vanir was sent to Asgard and later triggered a war?” “Gullveig,” Loki answered immediately. “Loki.” I tugged at his sleeve. “Shh… we’ll talk later.” “Second question: what is another name for Valhalla?” “The Hall of the Slain.” Loki and an Aesir god answered at the same time. “Third: what species is the World Tree?” “Ash.” … “As expected of Lord Loki,” the elf said with a smile. “Tenth question: which race of gods was the first to cultivate the Ginnunga giant whale as a means of transportation?”

“Alright, I’m listening.” “For a girl, Alexandria. For a boy, Alexander.” Xander’s smile widened. “I actually don’t hate it. I really like them.” I beamed. “For a second boy, Rowen, as a nod to Devin’s Gaelic heritage. And for a second girl, Annika, after my grandmother. Middle names could be our parents’ names—Alexandria Lauren, Annika Adele, Alexander Richard, and Rowen Luhan.” Devin let out a whistle. “Shit. I love them all. I say we scrap the rest and go with Arya’s list.”

“He took you away from Ragnulf, but he has not touched you or marked you, yet? That’s unusual for a wolf not to touch his mate.” “His name is not—” “His actual name is Eyolf Mickelson.” He cut me short. “But Eyolf—” “Yes. You met him.” He smirked. “But the alpha whose real name is Eyolf Mickelson is Uriel Mickelson and Uriel Claes is Eyolf Mickelson.” “You are sick in the head, Clyde. I’ve known him before I met you, and that’s not his name.” I argued, but it stuck with me. When Ragnulf called his brother at the party, he didn’t flinch and admitted Ragnulf as his brother.

their futures are different in her mind, they contain a purpose that she didn't realize before that she needed or wanted, a connection that makes it so much better. "If he's a boy, let's name him Erik." Loras proposes and Astrid rises her eyebrows. "Erik?" "It means absolute ruler in the old language. Erik the second was one of the greatest kings that our history knows." He explains and looks away in a rare sight of the king being a bit embarrassed. "I always wanted to name my child that way, but when Omar was born it was customary for the king to name the prince." "Alright then, my king. But if you choose the boy's name, I will choose it in case we have a girl. Diana."

he says, and I’m about to smile when the name Arkyn gets my attention. I shoot up and narrow my eyes at him. “Excuse me? Arkyn? When did we decide on that name?” I ask, and he grins. “He’ll be my first born son, and his name will mean the eternal king’s son; it is a strong Norse name and fitting for a Lycan Prince,” he says proudly, and I scoff. “We don’t know if this is a boy or a girl yet!” I try to argue even though I have just completely fallen in love with that name. It’s not fair that he’s chosen such a perfect name for our son when I have been wracking my brain for one!

“Yes, I suppose you could say that. The Greeks had Heracles, which is who Hercules was essentially modeled after. The Norsemen also had their own gods.” “Norsemen?” “Vikings,” I said with a smile. “The Vikings had Odin, Thor, Loki, and so on.” His eyes brightened. “No way! Those are actual people? I thought they were Marvel comics.” I laughed. “They are, but I believe the creator must have gotten his inspiration from the Norse mythology stories.” He looked impressed, which made my heart swell. “That’s cool. I didn’t know there were so many different kinds. I’ve always kind of liked the Greek stuff. We only get like a few weeks of it in school. You teach it all the time?”