Dark Character Names Novels & Stories

I add Denali, Yukon, Mako, Aspen, Aurora, Luna, Indigo, Sasha, Kyra, Kira, and a few others. I type “wolf names” into the search engine and the second site excites me. The names are dire wolves, the mythological-like dogs, adopted by the Stark children on HBO’s Game of Thrones. I’m a huge GOT fan. The names include: Ghost, Lady, Summer, Nymeria, Shaggy Dog, and Grey Wind. I quickly move my curser to number two on my list and insert Nymeria, Ghost, and Lady. This moves all other names farther down the list of possibilities. I circle Nymeria, as Arya Stark is a favorite character of mine.

"Wait! We need to find out more about them before we inform Boss..." She started typing on her laptop. "We have all the data about our rivels, there family, business and love interests... Dominick should be there..." She said. "There he is!" She opened the file. "What's there story?" I asked. "Dominick changed his name when he got into conflict with his family and started his own business... He has twin brother, Alexander. Sister, Raajnandini The mafia princess. Father, Massimo Marino... Mother, Anamika Singh sahay Marino, who is the most feared woman in business world. And Bella, Alexander's wife... Whom we kidnapped few days ago..."

Dark of Night Copyright 2019 Emily Goodwin Chapter One “What do you see when you look at this one?” The doctor holds up a card, showcasing an ink splotch that’s twisted and creepy, with eyes that follow you no matter where you go. I look at it, heart hammering away inside my chest. The mess of ink on the white paper reminds me of the monster that lurks in Nana and Papa’s basement, the one that tried to get Abby and Scott to go downstairs with it.

In a dimly lit warehouse, shadows danced eerily across the concrete walls, casting a sinister glow on the imposing figure of Deather "The Scarface," the ruthless Don of the Scarface Cartel. Dressed sharply in a jet-black suit, his polished shoes reflected the dim light, and in his hands rested a heavy metal baseball bat slung lazily over his shoulder. His icy eyes carried a chilling, calculating gaze, their cold depths betraying no mercy. He was totally Hades himself for being as ruthless as him, and he feared nothing, not even the gods forcing together.

And hoping that his guess is wrong. Kalf told Leon to find out more detail. He wanted to get a complete information about the child wearing the mask. Thar child really stole Kalf's attention. He wanted to know who the boy really was. He sure have guts to dealing with the black world. "The Dark Devil" is a nickname for the boy. The mafia and the criminals in the world are even targeting his life. What exactly has the boy done? LIke, there was no fear at all in him. And the look in his eyes was full of hatred. The look in his eyes was full of anger. Kalf can tell by seeing his eyes behind that mask.

He smiled, “my name is Derek Erwin Russell, middle name after my grandfather who raised me. I'm 29 and a Sagittarius. My mom … slept around a lot from a young age, she only cared about money and status and blah blah, I don’t think she even knew for sure who my father was for a long time. I lived with my grandparents from infancy. My mom later married my real father and wanted us all to be a happy family but I could care less. It’s all so fake. I mean my grandfather is a complete stuck up snob, don’t get me wrong, but you know where you stand with him, he is straightforward and I try to be that way too.” I raised my eyebrow at that, “really because it literally seems like everything about you

Nando, who was being held hostage, exclaimed, “Xayvion? Aren’t you Whitaker? Why do you have another name?” Xayvion shouted, “His name Forty-nine is fake! His real name is James Caden, the biggest demon from the Dark World!” James said calmly, “Demon? If I’m a demon, then what are you? You’ve consumed a lot of Dark Power, right?” “You…” Xayvion trembled from anger. “That’s nonsense!” James looked around and said, “Guys, this man’s name isn’t Whitaker. His real name is Xayvion. He’s from the Yefteros of the Dark World. Moreover, he’s their prince!

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

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

She shrugged slowly, leaving her words unfinished. “Dominic,” Xander murmured under his breath, "do you remember his face?” Grace looked as confused as I was with his question, but she answered still. “Very tall, dark-skinned with bright eyes. Green maybe and uh-he had this tattoo I think on his face, I’m not sure.” Xander suddenly let out a humorous small chuckle, shaking his head somewhat, “I knew that son of a bitch was still alive.” Again with the vocabulary. “The bartender told me they hire prostitutes, but I don’t think she knew about this”