Frayah, pronounced FRIY-uh, is a luminous twist on the ancient Norse name Freyja—goddess of love, beauty and the midnight sun—yet it flares with unmistakable Latin fuego, like a salsa beat echoing through sun-kissed plazas. Its Old Norse roots whisper of Valkyries and golden laughter, while its modern spark conjures up café con leche mornings and bailes beneath a copper-hued sky. Rare but rising—just a handful of little Frayahs have danced into U.S. birth records each year, hovering in the 950s—this name carries the weight of myth and the lightness of a butterfly in primavera. It’s playful enough to make abuela teasingly challenge it to a churro-making contest, yet dignified enough to promise a daughter whose spirit blends fierce queenly grace with vibrant fiesta energy. In every syllable, Frayah invites an epic story drenched in pasión, warmth and the promise of adventures yet to come.