Dark God Name Novels & Stories

“What do you mean that his name would have been a huge giveaway?” Ryker let go of my hand as he opened the door and held it for me. I got inside and looked up at him, waiting for his answer to my question. “In Greek mythology, Erebus or Erebos is the personification of darkness and one of the primordial deities. The pack was led by a dickhead who wants every member of his pack named after Greek gods or goddesses or at least have their name mean something in Greek.” Ryker rolled his eyes, clearly finding this to be ridiculous. “Other than that he also has every member of his pack whose surname does not start with the letter A change their surnames. And just now you told me that your friend’s

He can see greed in the eyes of the guard, with little bit of fear Theo replied," why are doing this, if chief Lan knew he might imprison you," after hearing Theo's respond the guard laugh and said," chief Lan, hahaha. that old man, what he gonna do when he won't even know about this." "do you think you can get out alive to tell him," the guard smirk and ask Theo. "my name is Tang, Tang Aodi. remember my name cause you will die by my sword today, i thought of letting you live, but when you mention chief Lan, i decide it best to kill you," after saying that he took his sword out. and swing it toward Theo.

Hearing this voice, the enraged Grand Patriarchs were momentarily stunned. James whispered, “Who’s this now?” “The Core God, the Tool God, and the Daemon,” Dark Thea sneered. “These three old stubborn ones are never-ending. Seems like if I don’t fight them, they’ll think I’m scared.” She stood up and looked at Yegor and Lady Herodias. “I came here for a wedding toast and to visit your Telhervo Holy Site, but I didn’t expect a bunch of old stubborn ones to want to eliminate me.

"Fine. I’ll be a monster instead." The name burned in my mind, an ancient, forbidden call. Erebus. The God of the Deepest Shadow. If the light had abandoned me, I would make the darkness my throne. I was ready to sign away whatever was left of my soul, so long as I could watch Adam’s world burn.

He smiled. Doctors shifted Vera to personal ward and Vlad sat beside her while rocking his baby in arms. "Aww, You look so cute with her." Grace entered with Salvatore in her arms. "What's the name? " She asked. Vlad looked at Vera. "Valerina! " She declared and Vlad looked at her. Grace smiled. That was their mother's name. Vlad kissed her forehead. "She will the head of Russian mafia..." He declared and Vera looked at him shocked. "I'll make her so powerful that no evil eye will dare to look at her..."

Bethany said shaking her head. "Did you tell the Lord to forgive you when you murdered my father." "Your father was a hell of a pedophile and he would rot in hell." Georgina said. "And if your father were alive, she would murder him again and again." Amari added and they turned to look at her. "How are you so proud to be a daughter to a pedophile, if i am to justify your sleeping around from a tender age." Georgina started. "Age twelve." Bethany said.

I snap in a snarky tone. “Fair point, I shall continue to refill your glass then.” “Thank you,” I say as I take another sip, then take another deep breath as my foot taps anxiously against the footrest of my stool. “So, this new God…” “His name is Azadou. God of Malice also known as the Demon God, and the creator of the eyti,” they explain, walking over and placing a plate in front of me along with a fork, but despite the dish looking absolutely delicious, the thought of food entering my stomach right now makes me want to hurl.

“Denton says that this lunatic has twelve Guardians and twelve women. Apparently inspired by Jesus’ twelve disciples.” “Asshole.” “Right? And get this: the women are all named after flowers.” Ice’s heart jolted to a complete and-still in his chest. “Flowers?” “Yeah. Gideon’s cult is called The Garden of Divine Sunlight, or Divine Moonbeam, or some-such crap along those hippie lines. So because it’s a garden, he has a dozen flowers in it.”

“So, do you see me unworthy of you?” “No. I see no such thing. We all have our crosses to bear.” “Hmm.” He says in return. “Yes, my people hail from the dark forest. My name, as I assume you are aware, is after the God of Darkness.” “Yes.” I answer quietly. I do not wish to judge him based on his line, being an elitist has never been my aim. “My line was blessed by darkness. Blessed to walk in shadow, and see what is truth. Blessed to have the power to send dark magic back to where it came.”

I placed the crucifix in her head The Cross burned her skin as she talked inaudibly in pain, trying to resist the powers of the Almighty. She held on for fifty minutes till she can no longer withstand the pain anymore. She reveals her name or should I say names “My first and special name is called Gyllou; the second Amorphous; the third Abyzou; the fourth Karkhous; the fifth Brianê; the sixth Bardellous; the seventh Aigyptianê; the eighth Barna; the ninth Kharkhanistrea; the tenth Adikia; the twelfth Myia; the half Petomene”