Evil Female Names Fantasy Novels & Stories

An evil kind of laugh of a woman which was filled with devious darkness and sounded diabolic. He got up on his feet when he saw the dark fog around Aereza, who was laying on the ground, turning more inky and cavernous and finally that gloomy smoke turned into a figure of a woman. A woman with maliciously dark eyes, blood-dying skin and a viciously despicable smirk playing on her face. "We met again….Darren…." Her voice sounded iniquitous and demonic and it did not take him much time to identify who she was. "Sirena….."that name escaped from his mouth.

Deep within the heart of the forbidden forest, a hidden conversation unfolded between two extraordinary beings. Elva, a mischievous forest pixie with emerald wings, scolded the young girl named Iana. Her porcelain skin glowed pale as the moon, her tresses cascading like a waterfall of purest snow, and her eyes held the shimmering hue of sterling silver. "Iana, what were you doing there?" Elva admonished, her tiny form buzzing with agitation. "You know how perilous it is for us to venture into the realm of humans."

Tears stung my eyes, and I blinked them away quickly. Knowing such evil may never be brought to light hurt deeply. The thought that Jolan may walk free of all reckoning burned fiercely. It killed something in me every single time. But that was my cross to bear. One I must shoulder alone to protect my secrets. Eve and Vera must never be linked to Baevera Eldareth. The infamous, legendary whores forced to serve every living male in the kingdom must never be associated with the respectable noble lady of immense wealth and power, whose face was known in courts and halls, whose name was spoken with dignity and respect.

I raised a fist in the air to silence the room. "Look closely at who you're aiming the knife at." The lady scratched her cheeks because of uneasiness as all eyes were laid on her. The tensed slowly crowd calmed down as they realized the person they are looking at. "...Who are you? I never knew a person like you existed." The lady was taken aback by Diego's remark. Her reaction was immediately replaced with a regretful smile as she replied, "Of course you wouldn't. I am the abandoned child of the emperor after all. Victoria Nightingale Teravania, daughter of Empress Catherine."

I pulled the chair and sat down. "May I know your name, angel?" I asked. "I'm Tiara" she replied. "Wow! Tiara that's a name for the beauty goddess like you, I must be so lucky to come across a princess like you" I said seductively. "Really?" she asked. I expected her to smile but she just keeps that straight face, she might be the kind of reserved babes. "Hello queen, is with someone or you want a king like me to keep your company" crazy Rome asked.

But because of an unexpected event that she saw a lady being cornered by the bad guys and she willingly helped only to find that she was tricked and so on Looking at the sleeping beauty - he knew deep inside of him that he was also attracted. But shrugged the thought as he was not yet looking for some romantic partner. He's looking for tools to use in his plans and with that his expression of blushing earlier became emotionless. He averted his gaze from the lady and proceeded to walk ahead seeing that Nigel was already done instructing the other knights "Your report now Nigel," "Yes your highness, I discovered an underground place on the market called 'The Vile Market' it's equivalent to bei

Every path he had followed ended in the same direction: the witch. Her name was never spoken the same way twice. To some, she was Mavira, the Whisper in the Marsh. To others, she was Elda, the Keeper of Knives. But every tale agreed she dealt in one thing — breaking bonds. Whether they were oaths, curses, marriages, or even the sacred mark between mates, she could unravel the ties that bound one soul to another. For a price. Benjamin traced his finger over the inked symbols, lips curling into a thin smile.

Even though he sat there without moving, he still gave off a chilly air. "Ethan, let me introduce myself. My name is Janice Selby. Nice to meet you, young lady." A pretty, middle-aged woman who was sitting right at the end stood up coyly. She reached out and pulled Cecilia over to her, and began looking her up and down. Although Janice was middle-aged, she was still very attractive. However, Cecilia had turned pale with fright as Janice held on to her hand! Janice was no ordinary woman. She was the sect leader of the Pentavenom Cult, and everyone called her the Silver Serpent.

I no longer want to be left alone with Averi. And did I really see it right? Was he going to kiss me while I am asleep or I am just assuming things? "Eli—" I turn to face him, both my stance and the emotion on my face screams frustration. "It's Elide. Call me by my name, Averi. It's Elide. Elide Fenriz. Princess Elide of Fenrys." "I'll call you how I want too. You introduce yourself to me as Eli and my eyes will continue to see you the same way that night."

the other woman added. “What are your names and what elements do you bend?” I asked. “I’m Lark, elemental of sound,” the pregnant lady told me. A sound wolf, that might be interesting. I might need to keep in contact with them so I can help their child later on. If they would allow that. “I’m Diamond. I bend metal,” the other woman said. “And I’m Erebus, the man of shadows.” I nodded my head and looked them over. I really had no desire to kill them but to leave them with a warning instead. I would kill them if I had to.