Cool Dark Names Novels & Stories

I keep my eyes glued to the monitor to check the leaderboard updates: Aldair (red) Beckett (blue) King (orange) Aldair (green) Sharpe (purple) Vance (cyan) Blake (silver) Harrington (gold) Sinclair (violet-gray) Torrence (magenta) Carver (lime) Dalton (black) Winslow (navy) Carstairs (teal) Ellery (maroon) Grayson (olive) Hawthorne (peach) Danvers (yellow-black)

Coop rolled his head my way, “Nice, isn’t it? It’s official name is Dark Matter. Think of it as the magical version of weed. It’s blessed by a witch with an earth affinity, so it’s extra potent.” I blinked slowly. Dark matter? The irony wasn’t at all lost on me. The pain in my wrist faded to a dull throb, as did the constant ache in my chest. “Affinity?” Surprise unfurled across his elfish face, overexaggerated from the effects of the drug. “You’re not from here, are you?” I shook my head, each movement feeling slowed. Coop reached over and plucked the joint from Denver’s fingers, bringing it to his lips once more.

“I like the first design for a girl but not as much pink as Kristen’s room was. More earthy greens and deep reds. For a boy, I was thinking just an outdoor theme. Animals and mountains with blues, grays and black.” “I’m good with that.” Colt nodded. “As far as names, I have no idea. I haven’t really thought about names but I do have a bunch of baby stuff picked out on my computer.” “I’ve always liked the names Duke, Anton or Hunter.” Colt said. “I really like all three. I guess Paige was a girl name I always liked. I guess I’ve been drawn to the name Dawn or Maya.” “All go with the name Jeffery really good.” Colt nodded. “I want them be strong and determined but free to follow their dreams.”

It spoke sarcastically that Leo rolled his eyes then went to his room and laid down on his bed while crossing both his arms behind his head. “You never told me of your name, my inner wolf.” He seriously asked until the end when he stated it. “Remember it clearly, you idiot, I'm Dark.”

Dark! • • •

Jay asked with wide eyes and Anna shook her head. "Of course he wouldn't tell her that. You want her to get jealous knowing Drake is the coolest guy in this campus and girls are going crazy over him?" Nicole answered to Jay's question and Anna frowns at her comment. "Don't mind them. D-cool simply stands for Drake Cool. The 'cool' attached to it actually means Drake is one of the coolest and gentle guy in the whole of this campus. So the three of us came up with the nickname because it suits his attribute".

"Okay, I understand. This is getting a little scary Austin, but I trust you. I know you won't let anything happen to me or my family. So, what's the big wigs name, what's he look like?" "Like a fucking stiff in a suit. You can google his name he's pretty popular. Little does the media know he lives a double life. His name is Nicholas Cole."

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

Ricchar laughed and grabbed his phone again. "And drowning his barely legal hookers in caviar, while huffing their new drug?" "Appunto." Ricchar pointed a finger at me. "It's called Odiax." [Exactly.] "What?" "O-dee-yaks," Ricchar drawled. "Leandro's obsessed with his new girl, Alodia. It's already got a street name: D-Lux." "Deluxe?" I muttered while squinting at his smirk. What a stupid name...

“You want a name that speaks to the driver as they ride by, probably exhausted from their travel. You want it fun and natural. You want it down to earth, spontaneous, and somewhat humorous.” “Yes. And we’ve already picked one.” He answered. Then he smiled in a self-satisfied way. “Tell her, Honey. When she hears how perfect it sounds, she’ll give up and return to wherever she came from.” Her smile mirrored his and Zee could tell that they already liked the name that they had chosen. At that point, she didn’t care anymore whether she won or lost. All she wanted was for them to at least look at what she was submitting. “The name we chose is perfect.” She informed Zee. “We are calling it the la