Dark Character Names Novels & Stories

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.

The room was cloaked in darkness, the air heavy with tension. Haider, the ruthless Mafia lord, stood at the epicenter, his imposing figure casting an intimidating shadow. His face contorted with anger and frustration, a stark reflection of his power and ruthlessness. The dim light revealed a twisted smile curling on his lips, a chilling display of his sadistic pleasure. At his side stood Ian, a loyal and merciless enforcer, his mere presence evoking fear in those who dared to oppose Haider. Veronika, Haider's trusted left hand, exuded a sense of cold determination, mirroring her leader's unwavering resolve.

DARK SIXTY EIGHT: RECALLING THE HISTORY Third person's POV: "L-luca, p-please. Get me o-out of here, p-please." Sobbed Blake in despair, his lips quivering in fear. The shivers didn't stop to crawl on his skin, as the thought of not getting out there forever started to eat his soul. He crawled backwards until a cold wall hit his back, as the sound of chains echoed around the dark room.

he grinned, and for a moment, a shadow of his old self appeared. There was no doubt she would mourn the man she thought he was, and curiosity begged the question if that man did exist inside him. Not that it would matter because she would only resent him from now on. Fate had chosen their path. "Then, was our friendship a lie? Is your name even Matteo?" "You think because I had ulterior motives it falsifies all? No, what we have is real. And my middle name is Matteo. My mother's maiden name is Fiore, while Bianchi is from my father."

Natasha thought of something. When she did her research about this man, she found out that there were two Mr. Darkmoon. One was Jackson Darkmoon and the other was Alexander Darkmoon. They had different backgrounds. Alexander Darkmoon was the godfather of a well know Mafia gang and he was known for his cold inhumane way of dealing with people. She remembered her father used to warn her about people that should never be messed with for any reason and he was the first person her dad always mentioned.

The only person who might hate me more for saying that is Tyranna, judging by the rolling of her eyes. Sitting with Derek and Tyranna in the back corner is also Jason Martin, Jerald Alexander, William Evans, and the emo twins, Caroline and Benjamin Diggle. All fairly innocuous names for a bunch of ‘Children of the Undead,’ so they all have to correct me and inform me of their ‘Dark Lord’ names. After Tyranna, however, I was done and I don’t even bother to remember the rest, opting instead to simply refer to them as the Evil League of Evil Applicants.

DARK DESIRES TRAPPED WITH THE MAFIA BOSS Written By Adura EPISODE TWENTY (A SNEAK PEAK OF THE PAST) "I heard she's the only daughter of the Carmen" "So many deficiencies in the world, How could she be choose to be dumb?, Fate was so cruel on her" "Can't believe she can't speak" "She can't voice her own opinion" "She's such a curse" "Her hair is intimidating" "I'm sure she's a witch"

She was thinking of the trauma the old man must have endured. “Might I ask who was the man responsible for Martin's wife's death?” I asked and the nurse's smile vanished. Her finger tapped on the cup. She stared at the contents in it and when she raised her head, she moved her lips. “I shouldn't do this, but since you have already witnessed a few madnesses here, then you've earned it. He's known as the demon boss of the underworld. He rules both the mafia settlements, some gangs, and controls the police. To me, I'll say he's the devil. The locals call him Drako, but his real name is Raymond Grey.”

“What do you know about these people?” “Other than they abducting my daughter when she was twelve, letting her go at the age of twenty only to kill her a year after alongside my wife and… and our baby, I know nothing.” he pours a transparent liquid into a glass. From the stench, Sebastian can tell it is whisky. “So, detective, I know enough to hate them with my dying breath.” Sebastian knows all about his loss and had even cursed himself when he read about the man. But if the same people are behind the Browns case, then he will be killing two birds, following the path where it leads.

Unknowingly, my nerve cells started to respond to the circumstances. The two of them didn't seem to notice that there was someone else besides them as they were lost in their world. They appeared to be close friends and both of them were radiating in the room. One was blessed with light brown pastel coloured eyes which seemed as sweet as sugar and the other one was blessed with black coloured eyes which seemed as deep as the sea.