Cool Dark Names Novels & Stories

'So, Alina will prepare the hunters whose names will be called out now'. 'Sia'. 'Penelope'. 'Lucas'. 'Adrianna'. 'Noah'. 'Levi'. 'Finn'. 'Irena'. I heard a gasp beside me. 'Adam'. 'And....' She stopped for while and her gaze settled on me, her hazel eyes holding a dark secret which was promised to be revealed soon. I had been praying to be called so I could go with Irena but right then I didn't feel like going anymore. 'Maya'.

He said. So I walked over to my desk on the other side of the room and I turned the computer on. I logging in and I started hacking into the dark web immediately and immediately I started looking at all different chatter that was happening. But none of it was vampires. It was all about the town that was taken out, but it was mostly werewolves talking about it. Communicating with other packs to try and find out more information. I’m searching on the web for hours without even realizing it when someone knocks on the door.

She didn't want to imagine his death at breakfast. "So what did you decide to name her?" He looked at her. "I can't think of anything right now..." Aurora replied. "I think" She hesitated before saying it. "I think you should name her... She chose you!" She looked at her plate when he looked at her amused. Rafael smirked at the cat and liked her black colour. It was matching his suit and heart. "Shadow!" He declared. Aurora frowned at the name but she couldn't say anything.

The sky was dark save for the moon that hung low in the sky it casts a strange glow over the kingdom. Inside the palace, the tension was real. It was the kind of tension that shook even the strongest of men. It was the usual Fortnight ceremony where the wizard takes a look into the future of the kingdom. The king and his subjects watched as he performed his rituals, making strange sounds and incantations. The wizard's screams echoed through the huge hall, a sound that would haunt the memories of those who heard it for years to come. "Doom! Doom is coming!" he cried, his voice trembling with fear. "A werewolf will bring ruin to us all!"

, Pashika asked her Mohini's eyes widened and she nodded her head soft. "Why do you think of Lucifer?", Pashika asked Mohini who looked up at Pashika's face and replied in a low voice, "He is criminal. A gangster. A murder" Pashika laughed but her laugh was dark like her code name, BLACK SHADOW. Arjun squeezed her shoulder softly to calm her down but She was unable to control her emotions that time.

The attendant’s warning echoed in my head, making my eyes widen before I quickly dropped my gaze. “Look up, little she-wolf,” Claude demanded, and I instantly obeyed. This time, standing beside Claude was Silas, his eyes narrowed intently at me. “What is your name, she-wolf?” Silas asked, circling behind me, and I inhaled sharply as he pressed up from behind, trapping me between him and Claude. “Refer to them separately as Alpha Claude and Alpha Silas.” “M-My name is Eleanor, daughter of Alpha Ethan of the Shadowfang Pack, Alpha Silas,” I forced the words from my lips, my fists clenching as Silas leaned in, brushed my hair aside, and took a slow inhale at my neck.

I forced out, my voice flat. He pushed off the door frame and walked closer. He wore a dark blue shirt that made his eyes seem even darker. "Drop the 'Mr.' Maeve. We're past that, aren't we?" He stopped right in front of me, making me feel small and exposed. "From now on, it's just 'Caden.' You can manage that, can't you?" My teeth clenched. "Yes, Mr. Ca— Caden." The name felt wrong, like something I shouldn't be saying to him. Like it gave him more power.

In his hand was something small and sleek, silver and black and the faint curl of vapour drifted from his lips. “What are you doing?” My voice cracked a little from the shock. He exhaled slowly, the misty plume lingering between us. “Relax, Ana.” My eyes darted to the device in his fingers. It wasn’t a cigarette. It was an Elf Bar vape, the kind everyone at campus seemed to be obsessed with. “That’s news to me,” I muttered, blinking at him. Isaac’s jaw flexed. “It’s Ricky. I used to, not anymore.”

His face remained calm even while the others panicked around him. His name was Dark. Unlike Jace, Dark rarely showed emotion. He always looked cold and quiet, like somebody carrying too many secrets. Jace turned toward him angrily. “Dark, you knew this could happen,” he said. “So why did you allow it?” Dark remained silent for a few seconds. Rain started falling softly outside the house, tapping against the roof. Finally, he spoke. “You think shouting will fix anything?” His calm voice only made Jace angrier. “At least I care enough to react!” Jace snapped.