Romans & histoires Badass Character Names

Bastion tells her. "Okay..." Autumn replied with a small smirk or hint of sarcasm on her face. "All right, now tell me, what is your name?" She asked him. "It's Bastion for now, and when things happen more naturally, I'll allow you to call me Basil. And what is your warrior name? You told me many times while I was healing, it's Autumn." Autumn looks at him, slightly puzzled and surprised, as she responds to his question. "Uhmm...yes, I'm Autumn."

The way he leaned back, his fingers lazily twirling a pencil between them, eyes half-lidded in that way that said I don’t care but posture saying I’m calculating everything. That dangerous balance of mischief and intelligence. I’d seen it before, imovies. In villains you couldn’t help but root for. The ones you couldn't help but take their side. The ones you found yourself falling for, against everything. I shook my head. This wasn’t a movie. This was real. And I wasn’t some girl who melted the moment a new boy smiled her way. I was Aurora Hart. The Ice Queen. The loner. The outcast by choice. I wouldn't tolerate any bs.

Lucas the Demon, Biggy the Godly Boxer, White Doll the Steel Limbs, Scarlet the Polar Ice, Rayne the Petrification, and Sven the Ghastly Sword. Lucas' found their names quite interesting. It looked like both Lucas and the Apocalyptic Legion had risen to fame in the Wilderness. Everyone had heard of the name Godly Boxer, Steel Limbs, Polar Ice, Petrification, and Ghastly Sword. Nevertheless, only a handful had witnessed them with their naked eyes.

There are too many grey areas and most times, we are stuck in them. Sooo, be kinder with your judgment about my characters and the people around you. PS: This is not taking away from what Gracie said: Going through bad stuff doesn’t give you the right to be mean to others. Ben represents all the males that have been sexually assaulted and could never speak up. Gracie represents the females (all of us) with our insecurities. It’s okay to be a crybaby sometimes. Thank you for reading, for sticking with me through the chapters scarcity and inconsistencies and grammar errors. Without you, the readers, I wouldn't have been able to tell their stories.

Reid was astonished that Canary and Sin are pretty badass in their own right. After a while Isaiah also joined in, complaining about Canary and Sin. Which made all of us laugh. Clearly, those two have frustrated the hell out of him. “Bro, maybe they have a crush on you.” Adrian said. “Crush, hell. Kaia and Sinclair are a pain in my ass.” He huffed. “Kaia and Sinclair?” Adrian said. I speak up, “Yeah, Kaia’s codename is Canary and Sinclair’s codename is Sin, short for her actual name.”

Or were they just playing dumb? "His name is Keanu Martell." "Your boss?" My mother questioned like it was the dirtiest thing she'd ever heard. "Yes," I said evenly. "Well." She sat back, her smile becoming something else. "I don't even know what to say." "Congratulations would work." I pointed out. "It's just..." She tilted her head. "Keanu Martell has quite the reputation, doesn't he? I've heard a lot about how he's always out with a different woman."

They are known as the Crazy Bastard Squad. Panther, the top assassin in Asia, owns that squad. Intel says they have advanced technology and are not working with the Dragon Empire or EPUA. But Klaus wasn't happy with that little information; he wanted to know more about the woman in the squad. "Why are they wearing fancy masks?" "It indicates their names, sire. I heard that they trade their real names for animal names." "Except for the woman in the purple outfit?" he asked, looking at the video again to see how the woman tried to save Victor.

This is a wolf fight and I have no business getting between them, the rest stop has cleared for a reason and if I weren't drunk, I would have picked up on it earlier. “Yes, a strong name with a strong title, like Luna or Enforcer. Titles need to be strong so we know not to fuck with them; the strongest title of all, though, has to be "Heir". The rogue lifts the shotglass up to his nose and winks before putting it down; his eyes flash yellow as he focuses on Ghost, neither has made a move to attack the other but I can feel it coming.

Actually handsome for some of the atrocious things he had done. “Well, are you lost, baby girl?” he asked her, sending the men into another fit of laughter once again. Who knew criminal lords watched 365 days? Definitely not Barbara, who wished she could laugh along with them at how ridiculous they sounded. Too bad she was in character. The demure, sexy, Mystique. “I believe I’m right where I should be, Mr. Morcetti,” She cooed seductively. She had them right where she wanted, if the turned-on looks on their faces were any indication, but she had seen enough to know that men like these feared to confess their attraction to a bigger woman, especially when there were other males present…

“That’s the codename they gave you?” “It’s not a codename,” he grumbles sheepishly. “That’s what I am.” “You’re not making any sense.” He shakes his head. “I’ve already said too much.” “Just tell me your name. I can’t very well call out for the Bastard every time I need something. That’s just plain rude.” The man regards me carefully. He doesn’t have the same ferocity as the rest of them. He isn’t as abrasive as the Boss, as cold as One-Eye, as hot-headed as Fists, or as sly as the Closer. The best chance I have of surviving this situation is building a rapport with one of my captors, and I’m pretty sure the Bastard is my best bet.