Your Name After Novels & Stories

“All that for later.” Adam nodded. “What are you going to call it?” he asked. I smiled at him. I knew exactly what I would name this company. And this time, Adam would not have veto powers. That morning I woke up with a firm decision to go with this name. “Ever After Concept Weddings,” I smiled at him. He raised brow. “Isn’t that a little bit too cheesy?”

Well, that is the kind of life I always dreamt of, the kind of life I told my parents existed, somewhere, lost in the shadows of the universe. My name is Perer not Peter. I know you may be wondering how the hell I got such an awkward name. Well, you don't have to wonder for too long. I will give you the opportunity to do something quick and simple. Take a pen and write my name. Then, switch the middle letter in my name Peter and change it to the letter "r." That is simple, right? Yeah, it is.

Klein's signature exuded sophistication, mirroring the man himself. "Maximilian International Incorporation. MMII, 2002," she murmured, a soft chuckle escaping her lips at the unconventional company name. Despite her amusement, she couldn't help but admire Klein's bold choice to incorporate his first name into the brand. "Who names their company after their first name? Well, it does have a nice ring to it," she pondered aloud, contemplating the significance of using one's name as a brand. While traditional conventions might suggest using a surname for legacy, Evangeline found herself intrigued by Klein's uniqueness from the norm, recognizing the allure of personal branding in the competitive

"Because I’m going to be an aunt. I’m going to spoil this kid so much, teach it all the things you probably won’t want it to know. I’m going to be the fun one." "Fun or troublemaker?" "Isn’t that the same thing?" She squeezes my hands. "Have you thought of a name yet?" "Not really. I haven't gotten that far." "Liar. You’ve been thinking about it since Lucy told you aren’t you?." I chuckle. "Maybe. If it’s a girl, I thought—Lena. After my mother." Maya nods slowly. "She’d love that." "And if it’s a boy—" I hesitate. "Kael. After my father. So he knows he wasn’t forgotten."

Nolan smiles warily. "Alicia?"I swallow hard trying to clear my thick voice due to the constant lump in the back of my throat. "Yeah Alicia,she named her Alicia.Didn't you two decide to name your female child Alicia after you both?"Nolan's eyes sparkles when he gives me another glimpse of those days.

Roman climbed into the narrow bed beside her, careful of her incision, and held her while they both cried—tears of relief, exhaustion, overwhelming gratitude that they'd survived another crisis. "We need to name her," Ava said eventually. They'd discussed names, of course, but never settled on anything. Nothing had felt quite right. "I was thinking," Roman said slowly. "What about Catherine?" Ava looked up at him, surprised. "After my mom. She's been there for us through everything. Held the family together. And—" He hesitated. "Morgan as a middle name. After your father." Ava's eyes filled again. "Catherine Morgan King."

"It can have two names, you put the first one and I'll put the second one." "Okay, I like that idea." It is very normal for children in this country to have two names, Ana had two names, Ana Maria, it was common, as her middle name came from the virgin Mary, for my parents it was not the same, as they named me Gabriel Alejandro after my late grandfather, my mom's father. It was normal to name your children after deceased people or names that you simply liked.

I had not thought of any name at all. “You don't have to panic because you haven't thought of one. If it's any help, you can name him after someone who was very important to you that passed on” there was nobody like that. I had no one important to me. “If not…you can just look through a list of names and decide on the one you like. I'll have Hermes drop one for you” “Okay. Thank you” there was a long stretch of silence between us and then he stood up and walked to the door.

We lay like that silently for a while, and I’m heartbroken that I can’t make it better for him. “How about making your name to be yours?” I ask, and he finally looks at me. “What do you mean?” “I was not a fan of my name either. They named me after my deceased grandma. My mum says she has never called me Rebecca. The moment I was born, she knew that I was Becca.” He looks at me for the longest of moments before sighs. “Alright, but don’t even give me Jay because I can’t take that either.”

“What?” “Your baby.” He nustled his nose on Sev’s hair and I tightened my fist not to lose grip of my emotions. “I named him after dad,” I answered which was not a lie. Severus’ middle name was my dad’s first name. I always wanted my kids to have my parents’ names as their middle names. “It’s Thornton.”