De Ath Name Novels & Stories

I locked gazes with him. “I want to hear you say my name, scream my name.” He rasped before pecking my lips heatedly. He sounded so fierce, so determined that I gulped before nodding. “Say my name.” He ordained. “… Dalton,” I hesitated a little bit before saying his name in whisper, testing the way his name rolled off my tongue. It was weird to call the Alpha by his name but I somehow preferred saying his name now that I’ve finally said it out loud. It was more fitting.

“It is a pleasure meeting you, and thank you Mr.…?” “Oh, mi amor, call me Donatello” he said, smiling at me “this is my eldest son, Donato” “A pleasure meeting the both of you” I said, politely. I looked at Nathan who was frowning, kissing his jawline to catch his attention, making him smile. His eyes met mine and he leaned in, kissing my temple. “Ah, protective about your little beauty” Donatello taunted, clearly noticing that he pressed a button. I put my hand on Nathan’s chest, not wanting him to respond to the man as I pushed him back gently.

I told him and he shook his head. "Be nice babe," Miguel stated and I told him of course I'd be. I picked up Rai and set him on my lap as he watched me curiously. I felt an interesting feeling of being drained when I held him but, unlike a normal person I could refill whatever life force he took from me being the son of a God. I glanced at Miguel and knew with him being Life he wouldn't have sensed it. "You're not a nice boy," the child stated with accusing eyes. I chuckled and said,"I am Death, little one and am nice to those I chose to be." Rai blinked rapidly and fussed a bit before pulling off the tiara on his head and laying down against my chest.

But her display name was the kicker—Babe. Ariel asked, "That's her WhatsApp name?" Janice replied, "Yeah, I deleted her from my contacts just now. I had her saved as 'Nancy, the foxy mistress,' so I never saw her WhatsApp name. This time, I clicked in and noticed it. Like, what the hell? So basically, she's 'Babe' in everyone's WhatsApp? Imagine some poor girlfriend checking her boyfriend's phone and seeing that. They'd definitely get the wrong idea."

Jason was in the room allocated to him and his siblings, wondering what to do while his uncle continued ranting just outside the room. Jason knew how it often ended. Daltom had a strong, superstitious community, and since both of his parents died, the locals wanted nothing to do with his. His eyes, one blue, and the other a light brown, was part of the reason he was seen as a wierdo. “I’m calling the cops on you, boy!” he screamed. “I’m calling the cops on you for assault. You dare hit me.”

“Is there something wrong with my name?” “No... I...” I glance at him over my shoulder. I take in his hard jaw covered in stubble, his wild hair, and his large biceps, bulging against his sleeves. “I expected you to have a more... brutish name. The name Ethan makes me think of a mischievous young boy.” He chuckles. “Believe it or not, I was a mischievous wee lad once.” His eyes glint playfully in the firelight and I can almost imagine it.

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.

He looks up to see an innocent-looking handsome young man standing in front of him. “Are you perhaps Tanvi Elsher? Athanasia told me about you” The man spoke as he smiles. Athy’s full name is Athanasia Damaris, although she prefers someone calling her Athy. “Yes sir” Tanya politely replies to the man. “Come here” The man spoke as he waves his hand, telling Tanya to come over and sit on his chair. Tanya walks forward and sat on the chair, waiting for the man to speak. ---

“I’m sorry, but I realized I don’t know your name from all our chatting.” “They call me Gelo.” He snapped his legs together and gave her a quick bow. “At your service.” “Nice to meet you, Gelo. This is my friend Keia.” Hera stepped aside. Gelo kissed the back of Keia’s hand, and she watched him with wide eyes. “Thomas will be here soon. I just had to see who he couldn’t stop talking about. Seems like everything he said was spot on.” “All good things, I hope?” “Absolutely.” Gelo accepted the wine offered to him. “Ah, here comes my much older friend now.”