Your Name After Novels & Stories

I mean I really liked the name ‘Aziel’ and I thought it’d be cool to name our second son after my baby’s father, my husband. Silence. A moment passed. A very long moment A very very long moment. And then… “I like it. Aziel Jr. Walkers.” I grinned widely. “I guess it’s a deal then.” THE END

Dad laughed. "That's just... I don't know what to say." I shook my head. "We had to give out everything we bought and got clothes for a baby boy." Dad continued. "We decided to name you after my father Adrien and my grandfather Roman. But she didn't call you any of those names if you can recall." "Yeah, she called me Dev." I murmured. "Your complete names are Adrien Roman Dev Vasanten," He shared. "Only she used that name; Dev, when referring to you."

ELLE (Ten years later) I shut down my computer and made sure everything was in order before leaving my office. Today was the first day of school, so I made my way over to the elementary school to wait for our kids. Besides our twins, we also had Scarlett and Ace. Scarlett’s middle name was Millie after Mrs. Millie Croft of Blue Crest. Ace’s middle name was David. We used Apollo’s middle name to pay tribute to another uncle of our pups. Plus, Apollo hated being left out, and we did not want to hear him complain about it for the rest of eternity that he was not a namesake.

Finally, I found my voice and said thoughtfully, "Liam... Liam will be his name." The room fell silent, everyone's attention fixed on me Sensing the need for further explanation, I continued, lifting my gaze to meet Norton's eyes. "And N.J. will be his middle name," I revealed. A collective gasp filled the room as the significance of the initials became clear. "N.J. stands for Norton Junior," I said, my voice filled with gratitude and admiration for Norton. I wanted my son to carry the name of the man who had not only saved my life but had also shown me kindness, love, and support during a time of great need.

Not like stories caught in headlines. Just two people. Bruised by the same system. Trying to build something new in the rubble. “Thank you,” she whispered. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to her forehead. Then he turned and left without asking for anything in return. That night, Ava wrote a blog post. “Why I Named It After Me.” “They’ll ask why I didn’t name it Wolfe. Why I didn’t call it Grace or Phoenix or some poetic thing that sounds good in a headline. I named it Sinclair because for too long, I tried to survive under someone else’s name.

“Your first name isn't Twilight?” “It's my second name. My first name is Tis, more like the shorter version. It's Tisiphone (Tis-if-uh-nee) and it’s a Greek name. I also have a third name; it’s Ama’Rose. It’s a contraction for Amanita Rose and yes, I was named after a mushroom as well. Call me by whichever one you want. A lot of people know me as Tisiphone, but my friends prefer Twilight for some reason.” “You have some pretty weird parents. Couldn't they give you a normal Japanese name? I think because of your hair, Fuyu, Yuki or Shiro would have suited you. Or if they wanted to keep 'Twilight' they could've just translated it to Hakumei.”

I walk into the room Marcus looking up. "This is Gabriel" I nod and smile, he seems so much smaller than Luna. "What name did you decide on?". I look towards Marcus. "Luna, still undecided on the middle name" She nods and smiles. "Luna Grace, another middle name to think about". I smile, I like that. As of right now in a way, we are asking god for grace.

"I'm here. I'm not leaving. I'm not going to miss anything with you the way I missed everything with your brother and sister. I'm going to be present for all of it. Every moment. Every milestone. Everything." Her power pulsed in response. Gentle. Almost conversational. Like she understood what I was promising and was holding me to it. "Your mother named you Aurora." I continued. "After her wolf. After the part of her that's strongest. That survived everything. That built all of this. You're named after survival. After strength. After refusing to break even when everything's trying to destroy you. That's a lot to live up to. But if you're anything like Elara, you'll do it easily."

I looked at my tea. "I want to graduate from this academy," I said. "Under my own name. Not as a footnote to Kieran's enrolment or a technicality that the council had to sort out. As Lyra Nightbane, who placed first in the mid-semester rankings and won the re-evaluation trial and trained every morning before the rest of the academy was awake." I paused. "I want the record to say that. Clearly." I stopped because the next thing was harder to say.

Monday Before I tell you my name, I'd like to inform you that my grandparents were the ones who named me and they named me after a flower; yes, they were hippies. My name is Rose Lalic. Maybe you're wondering why I'm complaining about having such a nice name for a girl. Yeah, if only I were a girl. When I'm at school, I go by Ross so people won't make fun of me. It's difficult being a normal skinny teenager let alone being called Rose.