Evil Dragon Name Novels & Stories

Before I could finish, his voice sliced across mine like a blade. “It's called a dragon,” he cut me off. A dragon. I had never heard that word before. But it tasted strange on my tongue. He didn’t look pleased to disclose it. “A beast you should be very scared of, Aqua. A beast you had no clue of till I saved you from Terran. Where do you think my name comes from? The Golden-Eyed Devil?” he continued. “There are only four people in this world who saw me and didn't die.”

she rolled her eyes, “after all, El Diablo means The devil.” She waited for the man with her to say something or even react to what she said but nothing came from his side, she glanced at him but he was still focused on his driving, it almost felt like he was ignoring her presence, like he was the only one in the car. She sighed, “that doesn’t sound okay, right?” She asked, wanting so badly to hear him say something and also surprised on why she cared, maybe because I just want to know his name? She answered to her subconscious, and she really does want to know his name, she wants to know why he would choose El Diablo for himself, I mean, who would like to be known as the devil?

'' ''Just call my way then, but never make it known to anyone else, or they will control you. ''How?'' ''Names have power.'' ''Ok, so what is your name?'' ''Ehecatl.'' ''Wind serpent,'' Catori said. When she repeated her dragon's name, she felt a reach of wind.

I made a mental note to use their Dragonese names since it seemed disrespectful otherwise. (Pronunciation: Gærriðla is GAYR-ri-the-lah. Óðinn is OH-thin. Sigríðr is SIG-reeth.) I looked at Asher with a questioning expression, surprised that he hadn't told me this already. "Sorry, my love," he mind-linked me, his cheeks red with embarrassment and his voice sounding the same. "I completely forgot about that. My Dragonese name is Ásgeir. My father's is Dreki, and you have met Klómur and Svartur, who are Talon and Sable."

Sighing, Sophia hooked her knotting hair behind her ear and asked, "Well, what's your name?" The dragon raised his head and said, "For now, you can call me Eli.”

“I took a different route just in case Antoh was on our tail. Since we’d already decided to stay in a motel, I didn’t think it would matter.” “It was actually very clever of you, my Chloe,” he said with a smile. “What is your full name?” she asked. “My name is Tristan,” he said with confusion. “I know that, but is that all there is to your name?” she asked. “Surface humans have at least two names to identify them. My name is Chloe Kensington. Chloe identifies me, and Kensington identifies the family I belong to.” “I see,” Tristan said thoughtfully. “We do things similar in Manthella. Tristan identifies me and Dragonas is the name of my family or clan. When I sign something, it is with Tr

"Well done." "Take me to the underworld." My voice was empty. Cold. This was not who I am. But, then again, who am I supposed to be? "The name is Shobek, and now, I am your weapon." The dragon took off, its wings pushing powerful waves of air downwards to move us up.

George gritted his teeth, looking at the idiot in front of him. "It's not that easy. He is not a normal dragon. He is Drake Hamilton, the most powerful orange dragon ever born. No one can kill him just like that. Not even the dragon elders. Even if we complain, he has a valid reason to be there in the fairy world. So not even the dragon elders could punish him for that" George pointed out.

His tiger eyes landed at me, looking at me for a second too long before he said, “My name is Azrael. I am the Alpha of the Moon Goddess White Moon’s warriors.”