Cool Demon Names Novels & Stories

Ultimately, I wanted to make her my Lady of the Underworld. My uncle’s name is Lucifer, most know him simply as the Devil. Being his nephew, I don’t have an exact title, but I am referred to as “Lord Damien” when I’m there. If it were England royalty, my position would be like a Marquee, but I like the sound that Lord carries with it more. My nickname as “The Demon” here in the human world is quite appropriate. Call me whatever you want; Lord, Demon, Damien, but call me Sir, and you’ll be naked with a snap of my fingers and screaming my name, whichever name you choose to use.

“Then what are we dealing with, if not demons.” “Kings of dead universes, crotchety spirits wanting to walk again, the leftovers of an alien race, the memories of physical beings cast aside, some zeitgeist aspect made real, ancient watchers frozen in stone, entities of pure spirit who have never known flesh. Take your pick. Though, I hazard the last is probably what you’ve been describing. What name did you give it?” “Calach.” “That’s a loser. Really fucking bush league. Go big or go home is what I say. You know some big demonic titles, use them. Or try an angelic name, that’ll give you some weird results.”

the mysterious being said to me in a forbidding whisper-like voice. “Wh-who are you,” I asked with fear lacing my words. The mysterious being slowly turned towards me and with a sarcastic smirk he replied, "I am a shell of the God I once was, my dear Gia. I have had many names, Hel, La Muerte, Shinigami, Psychopomp, and Thanatos. Many in North America know me as the Grim Reaper or just plain Death for short. In this moment, and under this demon’s rule, I am Thanatos.

It was Alpha Heartman. The guards and warriors' leader bowed and moved back so he could see the face of the captives. "Are you ready to talk, or should we continue?" Heartman said to the captives. "We'll talk, please stop this; it's hurting us," one of the warriors said. "Get me a chair," Heartman commanded one of the guards. The guards brought the chair, and Heartman took his seat. "Who are you?" Heartman asked. "We're special warriors of Diamond Shadow pack. We work personally for Alpha Jayden as his secret warriors. My name is Damian, and his name is Raphael," one of the captives named Damian said.

"- Before we leave, my beloved Dracono, I would love it if you would help me pick names for the babies. I tell Dracono knowing how happy he is. -Would you give me this honor, for real? You make me so happy, my queen! Dracono replies with a huge smile on his face. -Of course, my darling. What do you think about Giselle for the girl and Lucifer for the boy?" I ask Dracono. Dracono tells me that he loves both names, but suggests considering Annabelle for the girl and Damon for the boy. I think for a little while and realize that Damon and Annabelle are the perfect names to give to my children.

"What other names do you have for your wieners?" "Knob goblin, anaconda, third leg, twig and berries," I said. "Willie, womb raider, Vlad the Impaler, silent flute," Thane added. "Tally whacker, wing wang, pole driver, Johnson, love pole," Tag said. Hollyn's mouth dropped open. "Is that all?" I snorted. "Trouser monkey, pocket rocket, schlong, trouser snake, sausage, man-meat." "Dong, Captain Winkie, frank and beans, torpedo, package." Thane smiled.

he admitted, a small grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. Jason's eyes lit up with curiosity. "Spill it, dude. Who's the lucky girl?" Damon hesitated for a moment, then decided to share. "Her name's Aqua. She's... different. There's just something about her." "Aqua? Seriously?" Jason raised an eyebrow. "What kind of name is that?" "It's unique, just like her," Damon replied, his tone defensive but playful. "She's mysterious, you know? And I can't stop thinking about her."

“That is understandable. Demons like him don't exactly do a formal introduction before intruding but i was able to find out a few things about him. His name is Kesian.” What? It was like I didn't hear her right. I had to stop what I was doing so that I could focus on what she was saying. “Ice, what did you say his name was?” “Kesian. His name is Kesian.” What a weird name. Very weird. “What kind of name is that?” It's either his parents didn't love him, or that was some sick joke.

"How about you give me a nickname too?" Dean rolled his eyes. "You… you’re a rogue." Damon raised an eyebrow, clearly unsatisfied with the response. "Come on, something else." He paused for a moment, then a playful smile curved on his lips as he casually suggested, "How about 'Darling'? It’s still a 'D' name, and you know, you've got the 'D' too." Dean’s face immediately turned beet red. His patience snapped, and without another word, he hit the hang-up button, leaving only a curt "Goodbye!" behind him.

While he didn’t appreciate the offer, he understood it had been done out of some misplaced sense of empathy. Still, even today, he failed. Demonology was the most boring of all the classes. Drent, the instructor in charge, had them learning everything they could about as many demons as they could. So far, the man had covered only ten demons in detail and roughly twenty in passing. Kilvic, however, found nothing new, and was always forced to battle with a drowsiness born of boredom while the man taught and the risk of whispering answers beyond the instructor’s observation whenever one of his friends was asked a question they couldn’t answer.