Magic Names Male Novels & Stories

"Rage has the greatest wizard backing him, one whose name is whispered to children to get them in line and whip them into shape." Germaine felt her forehead pinch into a frown as she pondered on the mage's words. "Who is this being and what is his name?" The mage huffed. "He. . . I don't even know if I can call him a being. What I do know is that he is rumored to be very powerful and Rage uses him to create spells at his behest. As to his name. . ." He shook his head as a shadow fell over his face. "It is not advisable to call it because it is also rumored that when his name is called, he appears as if summoned."

In true Nari style she is determined to try. Three days ago while I was checking on Nari, she was sleeping so I was quietly tidying around their room when a small tug, at my magic. It was him, my first grandchild, he has magic and because it’s the same as mine it was drawing it from me. I couldn't stop myself from smiling, he recognised me by our family bonded magic. He is a strong little mage like his uncle Gideon. Gideon started like this, little tugs on my magic. His brothers hold a little but Gideon is powerful, more than he even realises but he will come into full power when it’s his time.

He was the Supreme Commander of Gina's original pack, and her father's most dangerous warrior. Malakai was built like a mountain, his long black hair braided tightly with silver rings. But it was his eyes that made Gina’s blood run cold. They weren't wolf eyes—they were twin pools of endless, swirling cosmic purple. He possessed a rare, ancient magic that perfectly mimicked the celestial frequencies of the Moonborn. The moment Malakai’s gaze landed on Gina, his cosmic eyes turned completely pitch-black with a sudden, toxic obsession. He ignored Gabriel completely, his heavy boots crushing the dirt as he marched straight toward the steps where Gina stood.

Maybe it was the eye patch on the scar in his other eye, but he looked horrible. “Magnus ” Mammon pronounced. “That is his name?” I asked. “Yes, he is the most dangerous combat wolf I have ever laid eyes on. We used to have our own fair share of fights, but I am not sure he will be able to recognize me” Mammon explained and hands the sword back to me. “Now lets do it again” He said. I rushed at his direction with the sword but he easily moved away again, causing me to groan in frustration.

I would wait until the baby was born to explore more about mating. “If he is a boy—” He said as we enjoyed our lunch in the kitchen. “He’s a boy,” I declared. He widened his eyes. “How do you know?” “I’m his mom. So, I know.” I answered casually. “If he is a boy…” “If he is a boy, I’ll name him Magnus,” he continued. “Why Magnus?” “Because I want him to be the greatest Alpha in the kingdom. We’ve been through so much before he arrived. He’s such a blessing from the Moon Goddess. So, I want to cherish it by giving a perfect name for an Alpha. He’ll build his pack from scratch.”

—I asked, noticing he was just staring at me. —Now you understand why they couldn't grow up away from you. —Because you're a total disaster, with a passing interest, who couldn't live without me? —He laughed. —You couldn't have put it better. —This time I shrugged. —Do they have names? —I have two in mind —I gestured for him to continue—. Ragnar for the male... means lethal strength and primitive loyalty. You agree? —Very masculine, though quite fitting for their father's character —he just smiled. —And the other?

The guards were away when he searched for their minds, but his father was in the courtyard. “You are not my brother,” Magnus spoke cautiously. “You look…not hideous. But…” “Scary?” he offered. Whenever he had just been ‘fixed’, he’d look like a physical manifestation of his title, ’monster’, in contrast to his angelic looks in his half-healed state. “I am. I’m Reign Hruodnand Eclipsis.” “O? I’m Magnus Selwyn Eclipsis,” he held the dungeon bars. “I’m going to be a king one day. That’s what papa told me.”

Lisanna froze when she heard Elijah spoke Liam's real name. "Albarin Magnus? He's just joking right?" Lisanna asked; she paled. "Lis?" Who is he?" Cassandra asked. "He's one of the strongest in wizards and witches history. He was once a good wizard but he's blinded by greed and he broke the rule of our race," Lisanna said while trembling in fear.

(The Sorceresses) Founder: Keyalla – (Kay-AL-ah) Maajira (Mah-JEE-rah): Vedila – (Ve-DEE-lah) Keyla – (Kaylah) Breya – (Braya) Ciara – (SEE-arah) Luceya – (Loo-SAY-ah) Allayna – (All-AY-nah) Halina – (Hal-EE-nah) Munira – (Moo-NEE-rah) Keyla’s Mother and Grandmother Adeline Soril – (AD-eline SO-ril) Elmina Dorvan – (Ehl-MY-nah DOHR-van) The Alva’himar – (Alvah-him-AHR) (The Dark Mages) Raamija (Rah-MEE-jah): Sapha – (SAH-fa) Zalikhe – (Zah-LEEK) Acheya – (Ah-KAY-ah)

” “Sorry Ganny, but you just said her.” “Yea, only female are born with the magic… no male from the bloodline can exhibit the magic; they only carry it as a recessive gene to pass across to the next female carrier. I don’t know why that is, but it as always been so.” “So do you have the magic?” “No, I don’t… but your mom did.” “Why? Why would you give birth to mom who had the magical powers of Wicca but you don’t” “Because I married your father… he was the one from the Wicca bloodline, not me.”