Japanese Names Meaning Dark Novels & Stories

"Ekwensu racha onu gi (may the devil lick your mouth)." Ejima cursed as her eyes considered the little boy who was no taller than the hoe in her hands. His dark skin was like loamy soil and the broad lips seemed to cover his entire face. Two white lines trailed down from his nose, a testimony of the phlegm he had failed to clean, which dried out eventually in the wind. "Onukwube," Ejima stood akimbo, her white eyes were still considering the boy who had failed to meet her gaze. "How many times have I warned you and your brothers to stop calling me by my first name?"

I asked, disbelief creeping into my voice. Diego’s expression grew more somber. "Do you know why your pack is called Dark Moon?" he asked, his gaze unyielding. I shook my head, barely able to process. "Don’t tell me there's some strange significance to the name I never knew about." Diego nodded. "'Dark Moon'—the darkest hour of the night, when evil forces are at their strongest. Your father’s legacy is tied to that darkness. You’re descended from a bloodline soaked in it."

CHAPTER 40 Furyo (不慮) Furyo (不慮) Translation: Accidental Origin: Japanese 40 I got myself busy and studied my lessons during the rest days of the week. I tried to avoid seeing him, I would eat dinner earlier than Tracy. I would do it on purpose or I would go out alone just to avoid seeing Nick. I keep on reminding myself that it's for the best. I know it's for the best. It might actually help me just a little bit to get over this feeling I have for him and I wish it would at least help.

Killer's Instinct, one soul split in two. Brown fur, the one who changes. False name, who is who. Values split, come together. Trapped past, light and dark. Burning desire, vengeance closer. Black flames, for the ark.) "The name Zel means Demon's Claw." Says Girod after noticing Fenrir had finished reading. "I was hoping that the rest would be familiar to you." Fenrir sets the paper down on the table and keeps staring at it. "I don't understand the last line. Everything else I can relate to."

"Okay, I understand. This is getting a little scary Austin, but I trust you. I know you won't let anything happen to me or my family. So, what's the big wigs name, what's he look like?" "Like a fucking stiff in a suit. You can google his name he's pretty popular. Little does the media know he lives a double life. His name is Nicholas Cole."

“Follow Kit.” ~~~ “You have grown strong, Youkai.” The old man laughed from his lounge chair. “You bring honor to the name.” I asked, confused. She gripped my hand before smiling at the man. “Yes sir. Domo.”

“Shadow’s Korean name Ji-hoon meant 'ambition' and 'meritorious deed'. You can say he was born to do great things. But it would be a mistake to downplay his mother’s, Ma’am Meow’s, influence behind the scenes. Mrs. Kim was a force of nature.

Her skin was bright red. He waited on the bank, holding a dry fur. Finally, she stopped. She stared at her raw, stinging skin, her breath making clouds in the cold air. “A name,” she said, her voice hollow and tired, carried by the water’s sound. “He needs a name. Pick one. Something that means ‘survivor.’ Or… ‘burden.’” Thane was silent for a long moment, watching the water rush past. “Kieran,” he said. “It means ‘little dark one.’”

"There are many runes, Willow. It's intricately designed on his back. It must have been very painful when doing that. I have never seen the likes of it. Frankly, I have to study more to understand. But I'm afraid this is out of my knowledge" "What do you mean out of your knowledge?" Willow voiced loudly. "This is too big for me. It looks like dark art" Willow sucked her breath. "Dark art?" "Yes. And you know I'm not versed in that" "There must be something," Willow groaned, her frustration mounting. She could feel her temper rising due to the helplessness she is feeling. Reagan's voice came from far away. "Give me that" "Not now Reagan. I'm irritated as it is"

I try to rationalize with her, but it seems fruitless. "It's your faction, Kas. Mavri Magea is Greek for Dark Magic. Nowadays, I think our sisters call us ‘The Dark’. Rude isn’t it? We didn’t pick the name. Mother gave it to us. We are the youngest of the Manae. And you are the youngest of all of us. Mother saved the best for last, I guess. Can you believe she had to ask permission to change the calendar just for you?" she chuckles as she shakes her head at a memory.