Devilish Names Male Novels & Stories

"Symphony Del Martin... as a Del Martin, you are a awful person because you are the child of a Del Martin. No matter what kind of pretense you put up, your evilness and your father's will never change." Tears started to stream down my face. Here he goes again. He always drags me into Papa's name. Because I am the child of the person he despises, he sees me as a bad person too. Why can't he believe that I don’t have the slightest idea of what my father did to him and his family?

I whisper in between trembles. “I’m the demon king, my darling. I always know.” “What can I give you. Let’s…let’s settle this now, please. I am tired of running.” I am scared out of my wits. “Stop then. You’ll end up here anyway, but you’d have tired you little bones,” he says, rubbing his hand up and down my arm. “What do I owe you, Memphis?” “Please, call me Devlin. Mephistopheles is quite an ugly name and I’d prefer a more formal exchange while using that name. Between us, there’s more informality than anyone could ever imagine.”

"My father is the king after all. I've spent my days in the palace, living a life of luxury." "Your father...is the king?" Dominik asked, a bewildered look, plastered on his face. "Yes, is that a problem?" Dominik went quiet for a while. "Have you heard of the devil alpha?" The name immediately rang a bell in my head. Over the year, there a known group of Lycans, led by the devil alpha. The devil alpha was known for his strength, power, and ruthlessness. I had heard my father discussing about it with Vera and from the way he spoke, he detested the devil alpha.

she didn't need to talk,her actions said everything. Raphael was instantly overjoyed. He hugged her tightly and buried his face on the crook of her neck. His hot breath caressing and giving her a tingling sensation "you can only belong to me. you are my mate,the devil's mate." She smiled. who could have thought that she Sophia Williams will be entangled with the devil someday. The mention of devil in her world was something that brought fear to everyone. They were told stories about devil by their parents. according to their stories,the devil was a giant like thing with six hands,three eyes and ugly looking horns but the man besides her was very beautiful with all right features .To say it a

juliana:- are you talking to someone else (demon only talk with velliam in his mind and velliam also communicate with him only in mind voice) velliam:- I am dark magic user juliana:- oh so the legend forbitten black magic king is real velliam:- I will kill you if you tell other juliana:- OK I will keep it secret do you know legend about black magic King velliam:- what are you saying I never heard what is it juliana:- their are 3 God name are three,nine and zero. zero is male and three and nine are female and they carry life zero who give life. three who decide how long a person can live and at last nine who can end life when ever she want. velliam:- so how it's connected to me juliana:- lis

“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.”

His breath grazing my skin causes my breath to hitch. "We talked about this." "No. You blackmailed me. We talked about nothing." I counter, jabbing my finger against his sternum. "You agreed to this." He says as if I'm the one not thinking rationally here as if he hasn't threatened me with my daughter. "Because you threatened me with my daughter's life," I say, my voice trembling with suppressed anger. "I'm trying to make things right between us, Lyn." He sounds pained. His jaw tenses, a vein pulsating his skin. Something human flickers in his eyes, though I know better. Dimitri is no human. He is the devil embodied in a beautiful human.

"Hmm, yes, no matter who he is, he can't actually be a devil, right? Tanya asked back as she didn't know why Lydia was acting that way about the devil. "The devil, a man who came from the deepest part of hell, a man whose face as beautiful as that of adonis, his body cannot be more perfect, his voice as deep and enticing as an angels voice, but personality like the devil. His smile can freeze one's heart and may even cause the person to die. It is rumoured that those who had seen that sinister smile either had fallen into a tragic trauma or better still died tragically. The devil is no other than Alexander quinn.

This whole daddy thing is scary as shit! So here I was, running my thumb over the touch screen of my iPhone, looking at the hundreds of baby names, considering them for a future Alpha, this is what I chose after a long thought; Asher Braxton Callum Ethan Maddox Malachy Orlando Reuben Spencer Theodore All strong, masculine names in my opinion… I just hope Bethany and I could set on one name for our boy; this is the name he’ll live with for the rest of his life. He deserves to not be embarrassed every time his name is said out loud.

It rang, and rang, then I remembered he didn't like to pick up unknown numbers and just as I was about to hang up… "Who the hell is this?" His voice came through, deep, cold, and familiar. It rolled through my chest like thunder. I swallowed. "Dante." I called and there was instant silence, then a sharp inhale. "…Princess." He was the only one who ever called me that and to the rest of the world, he wasn’t Dante. He was Doom... The name whispered in fear, the shadow in every dark alley and the monster Mafia boss parents warned their kids about.