Cambion Names Novels & Stories

As far as I know, a half-Lycan, half-demon Cambion has never existed. The old people called them changelings because they are so adaptable. Like chameleons, they can change their whole persona to fit in anywhere they go, and they can fool people into believing just about anything. Humans are more susceptible to their charms than the supernatural – maybe that’s why everyone at the church loved her so much. Well, everyone but Loretta, but I'm not so sure the old housemother was human. On instinct alone, Pippa made herself small and invisible so she’d stay hidden and protected during her childhood. Cambion girls are in high demand and traffickers sell them for millions to other supernatural cre

The CEO is smiling as he speaks, “yes, what is it? Don’t be shy to ask me. . . you will be working under my name.” Sam is picking up himself, “why I am choosing between the two—“ His words are cut when the CEO laugh, “did you see already that you are now the live broadcaster inside the Bussage International School!” He is puzzled for a moment until his right hand is signing on the pad. It appears in real-time on the screen of the CEO. Cameron Alfred Bussage is the CEO of the CAM application and a member of the Bussage International University director’s board. Sam didn’t have any idea who is he talking with this time.

“My social media has never seen so much activity, and my phone hasn’t stopped buzzing with messages from the parents at the school, sending their best wishes for Stephan and Aislen… it is Aislen, isn’t it? The news says her name is Aislen but the hospital is calling her something else…?” “It’s Aislen,” Cameron looked down at the coffee and cookie she put in his hands. “Ah. Thanks.” “It’s also Morgana,” Rhett said. “That’s, like, her professional name.” He took a bite of the cookie. “Not as good as a cigarette.”

The nine elders of the Crawford clan especially had dominated over every other clan in every possible field, which was why Grendel wanted them on their side ever since. Still, the elders had brought Caleb along to visit Court Lazuli countless times, while Grendel also brought Luna along when they visited Crawford House. As Caleb eventually displayed a demonic level of potential, Grendel bestowed him the honorary name Caleb after Calebton, the capital of Zoronda. Xar agreed that it was fitting, and had the boy change his name to Caleb from his original name, Cal.

I argued. He smiled and nodded. "I'm afraid your brother isn't who you thought he was," he said. "When he learned the truth, he couldn't help but want what we had to offer." "What truth?" I asked him. He looked at me dead in the eyes. "That your grandfather isn't Otto Müller," he said. "His real name is Wilhelm Goebel. He was the European aid to Cain's father. Your grandfather was a very powerful Lycanthrope with a lot of an influence."

Her fists clenched with anger at the sight. As Isabella sat in the car, she saw Caleb and Scarlett emerge from the building, hand in hand. They came to a stop in front of the name changing, and as they stood there, a large vehicle bearing the new company name pulled up. Isabella watched in seething anger as the beginning of the new name, "CALET," was affixed in place of the old one. Her jaw clenched as she witnessed Caleb and Scarlett exchanging smiles, seemingly reveling in the transformation before them.

I no longer have the identity crisis of who is Dove and Deirdre … I’m now Deirdre. …And I’m coming back as Deirdre…

James interrupted, saying, “What about Hetsema Caden? Didn’t you bring him out from Mount Hetsema? Wyot named his seclusion residence Mount Hetsema, and there must be a meaning behind it. His new name will be Hetsema Caden.” “Our family business has nothing to do with you.” Thea rolled her eyes. James immediately shut up. Carson said coldly, “My last name is Dalibor! I won’t change it.” King Marciais, who was resting, suddenly shouted, “What did you say?”

“Last night, I visited King Guaya. He talked about the visitors you saw the other night. They demanded for Banabella, but we denied them their request. King Guaya lied to them that she’d been acutely ill and had died two days ago. The prince did not believe this. He and his men left, saying no word. King Guaya followed them as though leading the way out, and furiously, a soldier threw a parchment at his face and that was when they left in anger. The next day, another group returned, demanding for Banabella. And as they rode off, with no hopeful response from King Guaya, a soldier hauled another parchment at his face. “The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from

“The disguises?” Fabian’s smile widened. “Leave that to me. I’m very good at deception.” He started pulling out the clothes, laying them across the table. “Camryn, you’ll be a distant cousin from my mother’s side. Never met the family before, perfectly reasonable. We’ll darken your hair, change your styling. No one will recognize you.” “And me?” Amon asked. “My personal guard. Silent, loyal, completely unremarkable. We’ll cut your hair, give you House Castellan colors. You’ll blend right in.” Fabian turned to Whitney. “You can be another cousin. Or a family friend. Your choice.”