Witchy Names Novels & Stories

“I want their names to be so powerful that when people mention or call them, they’ll realize without a doubt that they’re children of the goddess’s wolf.” Orson’s lips curled into a proud smile, his eyes taking in the beautiful sight of her face and lips as she chewed. He had so much love in his heart for her and admiration in his eyes. “You’re so right,” Orson laughed, and she joined him with chocolate smeared at the corner of her lip. “I’ve got so many ideas for baby girl names,” Freya sounded excited to be heard. “I’m thinking, Ava, Madeline, Adelaide.” “Yvette,” he chipped in, sitting straight in his chair. “I also like Zarah. We could use that. And for boys, I’d pick Zayne Alexander.”

She flinched and looked away, “My wolf’s name is Demi.” It was kind of personal to share that with someone. A mark of actually becoming pack. Alyssa seemed happy that Emoni felt comfortable enough to tell us that. “Demi is a great name. My wolf’s name is Alyssa.” Emoni looked at me and smiled, “That’s a nice name too.” Alyssa preened and I smiled, “You know… pretty soon we’ll have a mind-link.” Her eyes widened, “You… would share that with me?”

Crystal growls but I continue. “What's her name anyways?" I've been dying to know. Usually, a wolf's name is based off of the person's character and also the wolf's personality. Astro means Star. I wonder how that murderous bastard came about with that. Judging by Crystal’s personality, her wolf should probably be ‘Daisy’ or ‘ Rose's or ‘ Candy’? I don't know, something sweet and a bit fragile but that wolf's scent doesn't always depict that. She's a strong one and could easily be a menace if Crystal will let her.

I mean, even if I were, I would probably reject him, or he would reject me. Witches and Wolves do not mix; we are convenient allies when we both share a common goal. We are not friends, and we certainly are not lovers. I am from a long line of witches here in Chelan; my family is what you call witch royalty. The family line dates to the 18th century. Xavier is next in line to be Alpha of the Tukwila Pack. The strongest pack in the state of Washington. He will need a strong queen to serve at his side, but I do not plan to be me.

I smiled at the great witch, who narrowed her eyes at me, but I shrugged and let my eyes stray to Artemisia. She shot me a smiled and nodded. I took that as an encouragement and cleared my throat. "I, Allison Mae Stone, I'm here to usher in my wolf, Jacy." Before I met Jacy, I named her. The rule was to give your wolf a name to have a sense of belonging. I continued. "I hope to be blessed by the great witch and have a fruitful life ahead of me." I felt a strange sensation at the tip of my finger, and my eyes closed while searching for Jacy.

She had no one to call her by it. "Then since I can't call you 'Hey' or 'little girl' every day, how about I give you a name?" The girl hesitated for a moment before simply shrugging, "Do as you wish." "Let me see. Since you will become a witch. What about calling you… Medea? That old snake always tells me that it was the name of a very powerful witch that did not exist in this world." That day, a witch was born. The witch of the East. The one governing over Time. Medea East Asmodeus was born.

It was tindeeda reflection of her vibrant personality! Her hair, adorned with sun-kissed highlights, now cascaded in luscious waves of honey blonde, lending her an air of ethereal beauty. Tizzy—an affectionate nickname bestowed by the group of jewels—the girl is undeniably drop-dead gorgeous. Now all the ladies were here in Chicago together. Miss Skye, Angela, Addie, Tizzy, and Dynasty. Their vibrant circle of five friends, woven together like a colorful tapestry, all gathered here in the windy city in anticipation of what would be not only an extravagant party but an unforgettable night!

It was strange how certain I was about both his gender and his name. “He’s my little man… Rigan!” I declared firmly, just as a gentle breeze wrapped around me, caressing my belly and tickling my skin. “It seems the Goddess approves of your name choice,” Yulli remarked, shifting in the water as if she were washing herself. “Rigan… What a strong name. I’m sure Aaron will love it—he’ll be thrilled to have a son.” “He will?” I asked, feeling more excited. “Of course! He’ll have a successor as Alpha. Besides, let’s be honest, my friend is extremely possessive,” the witch laughed playfully. “Can you imagine him having a daughter? It would be hilarious watching the males try to court his pup while

Graysen drew her closer to him and lightly pecked her cheek. " Shall we go on?" Graysen stared at Ryan, who was smiling at his mate. "Let us introduce ourselves first, Alpha," Medea smirked. "My name is Medea, and I'm a fire witch," she replied, smiling at Fleurie, who smiled back. "I'm Eve, and I control water," she said, receiving a smile in response. "Isis, an ice, wind, and land witch," she said flatly to Fleurie.

he whispered, "A nickname? You mean some silly nicknames used by those couples around?" "Yeah, sort of. How about Fluffy love?" I raised a brow at him,"Really? I didn't know you were this kind of corny, cringey rather," "Nah. That's my wolf's suggestion, since he liked your fluffy tail. How about, sweet angel?" "You know, calling me by my normal name is enough. We don't need to blend in with the trend just because some couples here have nicknames for each other, doesn't mean we also need it,"