Witchy Names Novels & Stories

Sticking the toothbrush in my mouth I start to brush while speaking to Hunnie. "Really? So I'm Hunnie Tang?" "I mean...yea. Me and Bahm talked it over. That's only in the human world. In Witchy World and our Kingdom, you'll probably be referred as Hunnie Bahm, or The Demon-Wolf King's Dark Witch."

She sniffed and stepped back. Dave saw her expression and said, "They are triple sisters." Alice looked at them carefully. They looked the same but one thing could differentiate them from others. That was their hair. One of them was red head, another one was orange head and the last one was black head. "I am introducing you to my most favorite people- Fancy, Nancy and Vancy. I know their names are like a tongue twister but they are powerful people, my powerful witches." "Welcome." They welcomed Alice in unison.

*** “Shit…” Philip swore, quickly moving towards the three as Agyemang headed inside. He hoped he would be able to keep his sister from going ballistic on the witch until they were able to get some useful information from her at least. “How about telling us who this bitch and her people are.” Deloris folded her arms across her chest. “What’s your name?” “Amber.” The witch sighed. “They are warlocks from the Wyatt Clan.” She said without further prompting. “Their bitch of a leader is called Mary.”

I still didn't feel comfortable telling her about my personal life. "Come sit down with me over hear," she said walking to her couch. I sat in a small wooden arm chair across from her and nervously fumbled with my fingers "Let me formally introduce myself," she said. "My name is Denali Lynch. My husband was Zaine Lynch our two sons are Malcom and Darius. I am a witch but Zaine is a werewolf. Both of my boys inherited the wolf gene, and I taught your mother almost everything she knows."

“I had her father come get her. In exchange for keeping quiet, which I can hope you can understand, he gave me the information of a witch. She is somebody who can help you, you know?” I take another break, allowing myself the time to comb my rapidly beating heart and to collect the jumbled and incoherent words that fly around in my mind. I open up my eyes and stare at the ceiling, the white paint staring back. “Her name is Madame Wanda,” I breathe out the witches name as if it is some kind of taboo, something that we have never encountered before. “She specializes in sleeping and dormant wolves. I think we have a good chance of helping you, Emily. We can finally ensure that our child has a w

She yelled. "You can't blame me for wanting a special name for my baby." I muttered. "There are so many special names! Well, you have me now. What about Voldemort?" I looked at her waiting for her to laugh at the joke but she kept a straight face. "You're joking, right?" "Of course not! I like the name, it's cute." She glared at me like I just stole her firstborn child. "Well, I obviously don't like it." "Okay, what about Brogan, Talon, Chardonnay, Neo, Brent, Luigi, Carlo, Smith, Thomas, Robert?"

"I understand lot's of Dominants enjoy calling their submissive Pet." "That's not bad," Bill said. "Pet might be nice. Fluffy won't work, as she's going to get her cunt shaved, and I'm not fond of Baldy as a name. Anything else?" "Mistress Dark frequently calls one of her slaves, Slut," Lisa said. Regina cringed again. Slut was definitely worse than Fluffy or Pet. "I wouldn't want to appropriate a name already taken, though Slut is nice." "How about Whore?" Shasta said.

she snapped in annoyance as she helped herself up. "Jinx! You cast a spell on him and made him forget all that happened up till this evening!" "Huh! But I did nothing but place my hand over his head," Lucia said with a confused look. "That's why I said you are powerful! According to the history of the world of vampires, wolves, and witches, only six people have been able to perform a jinx successfully." "Really? And who are those?" Lucia asked with excitement. "The dark lord himself- Lucifer, the current heads of the wolves, witches and vampires, queen Jezebel and your father!"

Something about her small break from Ash Walker had allowed her body to grow and her inner shifter to begin connecting with her. "Stay in there a little bit longer Gideon and-" I paused my thoughts. Eloise looked at me curiously. We hadn't decided on a name yet. She'd seemed very set in naming the child after me or my father. "Maxime... Max." I tested the name. It was my middle name. She didn't want to use Robin's, Theodore. Maybe one day we could have another little bat and name him so. "Gideon and Max?" Eloise hummed. She looked down at the wolf cradled against her and received a huff in approval. She giggled cutely and I relaxed at the sound. Hopefully there was also a little girl someday

"Please don't." "By the way, I noticed that you have a number of other witch friends whose names also end with '-sviel'. Rubisveil, Gretasviel, Irisviel, and Serrasviel. You mentioned those other names when you send messages using those talking birds that can mimic your voice. Is that a common witch trend?" Aleister asked to change the subject. "Well, '- sviel' is derived from Sybil, the strongest witch to ever exist. Outstanding powerful witches who reached even 75% of her talent and achievements may choose to add the -sviel to their name."