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It was not that creepy but it seemed too creepy to Frore. “ I am Eirlys Albertine. ” The woman whispered in a warm tone and Frore pursued her lips. This woman called her Eirlys Albertine all the time and now, she was calling herself Eirlys Albertine. “ I don't get you at all. ” Frore whispered to herself and the smile fell from that woman's lips. A frown came to rest upon her forehead after that creepy smile disappeared. That woman leaned in until their nose touched causing a shiver to run down Frore's spine.

“Black? Eerie black, for real? I mean, there's a host of colors that you could have picked from: blue, red, yellow, white, even.. Yet you picked the most... scary one?” “Mia, almost every detail about me just so happens to be scary and mysterious... I mean, look at my name.. ‘Riot’ is not a name you hear many children bearing... I mean, Rihanna gave her child the name, but we all know Riri's kinda sick, and she's like the only parent to have the balls, not literally, of course, to do that.” Mia, who'd swallowed her coffee, was nodding her head, then proceeded to ask:

“In a dream? This looks so real?” She groaned dramatically. “Let’s just do the naming…” “Okay. Let’s hear your suggestions.” “Actually, I have a lot. I mean, I’ve been picking up words here and there, preparing for today,” she paused. “Usually, you’re supposed to do these things, but… you’re Maya… you get stressed by the tiniest of things.” “Tell me the names, else I’ll blurt out the first thing that comes to my head.” “Fine!” she hissed. “The options are: Isariel, Sylara, Nymeris, Eryndra, and Zeryntha. These names stuck with me. So, you just have to pick one.”

replied Erito exuberantly. “Their names will be taken from the myths of the Greek…” continued Eriwan as exultantly as his younger brother did. “This one is Aquarius Erianto… This one is Pisces Erianto…” Erito introduced two babies on his body. “Meanwhile, this one is Libra Erianto… This one is Gemini Erianto…” Eriwan also introduced two babies on his body. “Erianto is the combination name from both of your names, isn’t it?” asked another kinsman.

I looked at him and asked, "Who are you?" "Shhh." He shut me up again saying, "Let's talk later." I grabbed his collar and said, "Answer me." He sighed and came closer whispering, “Ghost, Spectre, Apparition, The Undead, Remnants of Evil things. You have many names for us. The most popular of these are Vampires."

The cemetery held such a powerful mix of emotions—energy, sadness, and heaviness—that left me in awe. I moved the light over the area, revealing a towering tomb that dominated the back right corner. The moonlight cast eerie shadows, adding to the mystique. It was exactly where the star on the map had indicated. The name Gomez was carved into the highest point of the mausoleum in a font reminiscent of Old English. A small plaque on the side of the structure, covered in mineral buildup from years of weathering, displayed six names with middle initials.

“The word Thorne kept using to describe us. What was it again?” “I think she said we were ominous,” Eric said. “Perfect,” I said. “What’s perfect?” Daryl asked. “Our name,” I smiled. “How about we call ourselves…The Ominous?” “Catchy,” Daryl said. “It fits,” Rick said. “Fine, I guess it’s a cool name,” Adrian said. “Still think mine was better.” She pouted. “Fine, we’ll call ourselves The Ominous,” Natalie said. “Better than Adrian’s idea!”

“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

I said, more a statement than a question. She frowned. “Why wouldn’t I?” Mortals rarely perceived me unless I wanted them to, but this one… she saw everything. It unsettled me. “What is your name?” I asked, ignoring her question. She hesitated, taking a step back as if she’d realized too late that she was speaking to something far beyond her understanding. “Eira,” she said at last, her voice quieter now. Eira. The name lingered in the air between us, delicate and unassuming. It didn’t suit her—not entirely. There was something sharper beneath the fragile surface, something she likely kept hidden to survive in her world.

Her body was so rigid and I could feel the slight shake in her arms. My brow furrowed. “A name? Like a code name?” Ria nodded slowly, still conflicted until she let out a strained breath. “Marek…I’m Kharon. I’m…I’m the one everyone is afraid of. I’m the one who they tell their kids at night that will come get them if they misbehave. I’m…I’m our boogie man.”