Faction Names Divergent Novels & Stories

Draven responded with cold indifference. Lucien was completely taken aback by the absolute lack of protective instinct in the alpha's scent, falling into a dead silence. Elsewhere, the pack-thralls began distributing runic parchment briefs introducing the various clans' core military outputs—including the weapon designs of the Frostfang Data Nexus. Chieftain Patrick had been unrolling a low-frequency debate with my wolf when an adjacent sector marshal turned his jaw toward my face. "Aziel Crowbane is the male who shares your immediate maternal womb, is he not, Vexley?"

Like a whisper. Like a warning. The chamber’s lights flickered. The map flashed. And a new name appeared on the display. Not Elliot. Not Marcus. Not Liam. A name I recognized. A name I hated. MY FATHER’S NAME. The name appeared in bright red letters: ETHAN VALE My body went cold. My father’s name. The spine had been built to protect him. To protect his legacy. To protect his bloodline. And now it was using me. Using his name.

What I would give to taste these lips once more… I can’t. Swallowing, I look into her brilliant green eyes. “So, tell me, beautiful one, what is your name?” “Oh, my name is…” she trails off, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at me. “Xenie. Xendaya.” She lies. I smirk. “You are not Xendaya.” I know werewolves’ counterparts have their own identity. In some ways, they say it’s two personalities, two souls combined into one. “I am Xendaya!” she retorts defiantly.

Guess we will have to ' fuck the patriarchy' here too as said by the great Taylor Swift. "I will tell you everything but first let me introduce all of you to my daughter." Dad says. "You have already met Marcellus, this is Cinna, next to him is Ravi, then Vladymir, Elijah, Damien, Antonius. Everyone , this is Ella, but please call her Ana ." Dad says and smiles proudly. I match their names with their looks so I am not confused in the future. Marcellus- Old , tanned , black curly hair. Cinna- Old , pale , ginger hair.

Wilder walked out of his room and pulled the door closed behind him, making me frown. He never closed his door when he wasn’t in the room. “Is—” “Shut up, Seth,” Talia snapped. My mouth snapped open and closed as I stared at her in shock. Usually she was open to the teasing. All of them were acting strange, which made it clear that something had happened and I missed it. “The panther shifter—” “Xan,” Wilder interrupted. “His name is Xan.” Knox gave him a stiff nod. “Xan is Wilder’s mate.”

When he heard what Lucas said, he asked, "What's the matter? Is there something wrong with that name?" Lucas replied, "There's nothing wrong, actually. I read the book of prophecies before, and it stated that the child's name should be Neo Xander. Looks like Hannibal's prophecy isn't completely accurate.” He lamented over the accuracy of the book of prophecies since he had read its contents at Azure Creek Military Academy. Daniel replied, "You said it yourself, this isn't some kind of prophecy. Perhaps Nova's birth has broken Hannibal's rules and prophecies. In any case, you shouldn't bother yourself about this anymore."

It made him far more dangerous. "What is your name?" The stranger looked at her for a long moment before answering. "My birth name no longer matters." Scarlett didn't respond. He smiled faintly. "The wolves who follow me call me Malachar." The name settled heavily over the chamber. Even the Black Fang Alpha's expression hardened. Scarlett noticed it immediately. "You know him." The Alpha nodded slowly. "I've heard stories." Malachar laughed softly. "Stories improve with every generation." Lucas spoke for the first time.

“Is my talisman.” Xander pecked my lips and let our lips linger with each other for a while before he withdrew. “And now I have a new talisman... Isn’t it right, Xavier?” He cooed to him before he spoke again, with pride swelling in his voice. “Xavier Tyrone Montrell.” The tears I was struggling not to let fall finally trickled down my cheeks. Xavier Tyrone—a name we chose to honor the females that were no longer with us.

I mean, “Will you do me a favor and get lost?” he said while fixing the hem of his fitted dress shirt, “Why didn’t Xerxes come? He knew about this one, my god,” he dramatically fixed his hair on his forehead. “You’re there, nothing to worry about,” the woman said, “Come on, let’s get this done,” All of us were divided based on our factions; The Canine, The Dawn, The Sabletail, The Wildridge, and The Averrant.

"What's my mum's name?" "Amanda," Nixie replied. "And Gamma Fergurson of Silver Dawn Pack isn't your real father." "What?" I chuckled. "Then who is?" I asked, nonchalantly. "Alpha Aiden Fraser," Nixie answered. My entire body felt cold. "Is– isn't that the former Alpha of–" "Silver Bow Pack," Nixie said my worst fear.