Romans & histoires Witchy Names

I almost shouted it out loud but quickly realized that it would certainly wake Tom up. I shook my head and gathered all my strength to focus on writing as an only possible remedy for my condition. I wanted to write few paragraphs about my newly created female lead. First, I had to name her… “Should I name her like a typical, beautiful heroin?” I considered all types of queen-like names. I wasn’t sure what was it about but whenever I thought of a beautiful, wise female character, her name always started with a letter “E” – Esther, Emma, Eleonor, Elena or… Elisabeth Swan…

I joked but Emily wasn’t letting me have the last word. “Sister or not, you are naming them. So what’s it going to be?” “I like the name Venita and Ariel” Alaya, my wolf chirped in as I rolled my eyes against her suggestion. “They are twins” “Who says twins name need to sound alike?” Giving the fact that I was just waking up, I didn’t feel the need to have an argument especially with Alaya. “Fine, you win” Replying Adline, I say. “Venita and Ariel”

I said. The drenched werewolf looked at me as if she was noticing me for the first time. “Who’s the bitch?” she asked casually and jerked a thumb at me. “She is here to call dibs on the Alphas,” Vane mocked. “And her name is Witch and she is a witch.” “Wait, didn’t you wipe out all the witches in Silver Crest when you were an Alpha?” the drenched girl asked Vane. Then it all began to click into place.

She wanted something different, something unique and wondered what that would be. She walked back to the shelve and started searching until a huge book with black and gold edges caught her attention. She pulled out the book and it read "The Witches Spell book." She gasped and guiltily looked around the Library. She had never been able to cast spells and she had even lost whatever powers she ever had. She pondered and contemplated between reading and dropping the book but her curiosity got the better part of her and off she went with the book to one of the seats she had just cleaned.

Putting him between us in the end seat. The last thing I want to do. *** My stomach was coiled so tight, I wondered if I’d be able to eat at all. “I had a nightmare…” “Did you?” He sent me a sideways glance. “Or were you having your Twinkets spy on me?” “I have no Twinkets.” It was only a partial lie. They’re not mine. I don’t know where they come from. “Do you know,” He scooped a bit of chopped vegetables and served them to Udora. “That the myth is that only a Mistress of Witches can control them.”

Jacob said anxiously, making me gawk for a second. "Wait! Since when have you been nice to me, and called me 'honey' like you just said that was Jacob Hayden?" I asked inquiringly. “Don't you like it? if you don't like me calling you Honey, can I call you something else like My Bunny or My Love for example?” “W-what?! Somehow I feel sick when I hear you call me with those two words, Jacob Hayden?” I commented feeling weird. "You want to vomit? let me fetch something.”

It doesn't seem that bad. "It would be great. But what if it doesn't work? What if they succumb to their witch sides instead?" he pointed out. Kyra thought about it for a moment. "Except for Lucy, who is yet to shift, the others have strong wolves. If their wolves are strong, it's not easy for their witch side to take over. Let's pick a few of them who have strong wolves and try with them. Like Cyrus, Scott, and Sylvia. If they can successfully embrace their witch side, we can give it a try with the others as well. I know it is risky, but it's worth giving a shot," Kyra suggested.

Rune. The Alpha who had built an empire with his strength and cunning, guarded fiercely by magic and walls so thick with enchantments that it was nearly impenetrable. But not for them. The silver-haired witch, her pale locks glistening in the moonlight, glanced sideways at her companion. Her name was Eirlys, a name that echoed through centuries of witch history, known for her wisdom and mastery over healing magic. Her skin was as pale as her hair, and her ice-blue eyes shimmered with an ancient, otherworldly knowledge.

They ruled their pack with kindness, wisdom, and courage, and their bond became a beacon of hope for generations to come. * * * * * * Many months later, Kimberly gave birth to three beautiful twins, two boys and a girl, who would bring immense joy and pride to the family. They named them Tatyana, Rayna, and Levi, each unique and special in their own way. Tatyana, a witch, inherited Kimberly's magical abilities, while Rayna, a werewolf, took after Nicholas's lupine heritage. Levi, a hybrid, possessed a rare combination of both witchcraft and werewolf traits, making him an extraordinary individual.

I gently caressed Kylie's now large baby bump. "Mom, Dad, what will we name our baby girl?" Jacobo asked. "Amberine. Amberine Schinitchka," Kylie and I answered simultaneously. "Um, Wife, about Blue..." Kent suddenly caught my attention when he mentioned Baby Blue. I hugged him tightly and asked what's wrong with Blue. "Do you want her to stay with us? I don't really mind, and it would be better for Jacobo to have a sibling at the same school, someone to play with."