Cool Dark Names Novels & Stories

“You want to name our baby after a wolf destined to eat the gods?” “It’s badass.” “Next.” He cleared his throat. “Kieran. Means ‘little dark one.’ Kieran Dunham.” “…I actually like that.” His jaw dropped. “Did you just agree with me?!” “Don’t get used to it. But yeah, it’s a good name.” He pumped his fist in the air. “I’m on fire tonight! Alright, how about Laziel? Sounds mysterious, right?” “Sounds like a knock-off wizard.” “Okay, okay, fair. What about Orin? Means ‘white wolf.’”

He said waving his dagger in circular motion. "Who are you?" Nicklaus asked. "Are you asking my name or are you asking if I am a friend or a foe?" "I am asking both." Nicklaus said. “My common name is Kwan. my scared name? Abaddon like the destroyer. Friend or a foe? Neither." Scared name? "What are you?" Kwan or Abaddon grinned, showing long pointed fangs. "What do you think I am?" He said flipping the daggers between his fingers.

“If you think you’re getting anywhere near her, you’re more foolish than I thought.” The man’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “And here I thought you’d be smart enough to know who I am, Alpha Mateo. They don’t call me The Darkness for nothing.” His gaze lingered on me, watching as recognition dawned on my face. My blood ran cold. The Darkness. The name was whispered among packs, a nightmare used to scare children—though we all knew he was no fairy tale. He was an enigma, a force that existed in the shadows

Tbh: you seem cool Tbh: you cute for a dark skin girl Tbh: you would be fine as fuck if you was light skin I reread the last two Tbhs over and over again, I didn't realize I was crying till I saw my tear drops hit my phone screen "cute for a dark skin girl" "you would be cute if you was light skin" those words replayed in my head as if it was a catchy song that I couldn't stop singing.

- good thing he didn't use them. You can't be a bad girl/boy if you have a phobia - I fear NOTHING. You aren't bad unless you aren't scared to call He-who-must-not-be-named by his name. - ha Tom Riddle (without the Marvolo, I like defying him.) You aren't bad unless you have a code name. -I've been called Tink, Cece, Diary take your pick. You aren't bad unless if you wrote an autobiography, it would be a pretty epic one. -I'm calling mine, The Bad Girl Wears Pink [the story of Secret Nolan].

"Lots of voices actually." The girl didn't seem to mind his random chatter and nodded thoughtfully. "Holly is barbed, has berries as red as blood and poisons the blood if consumed. Ivy chokes and kills others in its way. They are seen as lucky in your whimsical world but they are cruel. And those attributes are used in dark magic." She looked over his shoulder and into the darkness. The trees waved but no breeze touched them and her eyes became even sterner.

“Gosh, not everyone in your class is your mate, Inny. This isn’t a child’s game. Couldn’t you have picked a lesser target? What were you thinking? Do you know the perfume brand, Men’s Aura?” Inara had no idea, so her expression was blank. “Well, you’re going to be accusing its CEO. And for starters, his nick name is bastard and he revels in it. Even I as crazy as I am would not have picked him.” Inara’s eyes watered and she had no words to say. She was miserable about everything, including seeing Zee admonishing her and looking more than two decades her age. She was also heartbroken, knowing that the same fate awaited her if she didn’t jump between the devil and the deep blue sea.

He appeared to be the same height as Marcu Andrei, just a little bit thinner. “It couldn’t be,” Madchen thought to herself. For one thing, Nick’s last name was Smith, and he never acknowledged either of the doctors as family, or addressed them as such. Still though, a little curiosity creeped in the furthest corners of Madchen’s mind. Could they be related? She shrugged it off, she would ask later, if the moment was right.

Teased Luca, imitating the smaller's reaction that night, earning a glare from the latter. "Uncle Blake, I bought a new fish yesterday! He's like Nemo! I named him Blue!" Exclaimed Alex, making the male laugh. "Don't you think it's weird? Nemo is orange, and you named him Blue?" Asked Blake before sipping his glass of milk. Alex shrugged, "No, it's not. I think it's cute!... Hey, uncle Blake! I don't have classes today! Let's go outside, yeah?" Said Alex, pleadingly. His eyes were shining in excitement and joy.

“My bad. I should have told you my name first. I’m Dante Verlice, Alpha of Dark Moon.” I’m doomed.