Male Character Names Novels & Stories

“And who is this… gentleman?” Wan wittingly pushed Akmal to the front while grinning and all. “The man is Akmal, can call him Mal.” “Oh, nice to meet you.” His creased moon became prominent when he was introduced to a handsome man. “The name is Petal.” “Petal?” Akmal asked judgely. “Aw! I mean… nice meeting you. Mal.” He shook his hands. “Of course, that is my codename.” Petal laughed sweetly yet nervously when he was judged like that.

I asked the beautiful female beside him. "Sally" She said in a don’t fuck with me fashion. "That’s is a beautiful name" I complimented her before turning to the other person "and what's your name sir?" I asked the other male who didn’t seem to like that I complimented the female, I felt he was her mate. "Leo" he said with a mean face through a clenched teeth.

Malik laughed. "Haha yeah, but um could you put the GPS on my-" "Why the fuck do you have me and Wyatt as Mr.Mendes and Mr.Carson plain as names" Malik shook his head and started to change his contact name. "I'm sorry sir, that's the only thing that I came up with" he replied. “Well I changed mine as Miles and Wyatt’s name is saved as Short ass" Malik laughed. "Oh that's fine sir, but could you please put on-" "Wait no short ass is kinda mean hmm lemme just put Wyatt, it fits him well" Malik laughed again.

Something about him—his cocky tilt, the mischief in his eyes—told me he was dangerous. And interesting. I nodded, “Kael. These are Damon and Draven. Shadow Gang.” “Corwin Dixon. Moon Shine,” came another voice, smoother, deeper—gorgeous in an intimidating, almost princely way. He wore a crew cut and a perpetual smirk that could melt steel. Their chiseled torsos were marked with scars, more like medals than wounds. They slipped into V-neck shirts effortlessly, revealing just enough muscle to announce they were forged in real battles, not pampered by wealth.

“If we gave them aliases, then you might be thinking of a Lance as a Harold. Whole different connotation there.” I smile and study the image of Boyfriend Twenty-One. “This is going to come across too cold if they don’t have names.” He’s the kind of guy I like, with well-defined muscles beneath a dark, skin-tight shirt that looks two sizes two small. He has a pair of arms that could probably lift me up and toss me over his shoulder like a pillow. Hell, he would be anyone’s type. “He needs to be more than a number. Hey!” I giggle. “Who got sixty-nine? The guy sticking out his tongue?”

“I think she gets it, general. You can stop flustering now. Although it is amusing, I find it embarrassing at the same time that I am actually helping you.” The red haired man chuckled as he got on from where he was sitting on to offer me his hand. “Hi. My name is Falco. Nice to meet you, Nathalia.” He introduced himself before he pointed at the other squad members aside from Eva. “That is Duke.” He pointed at the brown haired man. “The man with emo looking hair is Vie and that panda is called Gray.” “Hey! Don’t judge me by my hair!” Says Vie. “I look like a panda!? Does anyone have a mirror?” Gray gasped and covered his eyes in shame.

He’s sure the Seven Deadly Sins should exist here too, but whether it has another name, he didn’t know and currently didn’t care. The others started catching up with each other, talking about their activities after the training, how they’re doing, all that stuff. Jai took this chance to look at each of their faces and he remembered their names by single glance. There was Darrion, of course, and Oki, his windlet friend. And then there’s Ruhan and Raka, they looked exactly the same as before except that they’re currently wearing a formal clothing. He guessed those must be their school attire. Then there’s Bara, as big and as loud as ever. Mugen, the one who can do whips with his flame. Mac and

Arthit sighed deeply and then nodded his head while holding her swaying figure in place. Darika tilted her head as she looked at him and said, "I've seen Bat-Man, Iron Man, Spider-Man, Super Man, and even I know Aqua Man but who is this "YOUR MAN" and "MY MAN". I've never heard of him. Mr. YOUR MAN MY MAN! Are you new to the trend?". 'Silly Darika is dangerous but Drunken Darika is as fragile as a ticking bomb', Arthit thought and massaged his head. "But you don't have a suit like Iron Man, Spider-Man. No Cap, no mask, and no red tight underwear like Superman. Even Aqua Man has antiseptic", Darika giggled loudly.

This whole daddy thing is scary as shit! So here I was, running my thumb over the touch screen of my iPhone, looking at the hundreds of baby names, considering them for a future Alpha, this is what I chose after a long thought; Asher Braxton Callum Ethan Maddox Malachy Orlando Reuben Spencer Theodore All strong, masculine names in my opinion… I just hope Bethany and I could set on one name for our boy; this is the name he’ll live with for the rest of his life. He deserves to not be embarrassed every time his name is said out loud.

His presence was commanding, regal even, as he bowed to Maria. “Maria, welcome to my home,” he said with a smooth, almost playful tone. Maria glanced at Luca, who offered a small smile. “He’s royalty,” Luca whispered, leaning closer. “And can be very dramatic.” The man smiled faintly, stepping closer with an easy grace. “And I’m Malachai Voss, but you can call me Malachai.” Maria nodded in response, still processing everything. Malachai, effortlessly strong, lifted Alexei into his arms, cradling her bridal-style as if she weighed nothing. Ichiro, on the other hand, casually slung Nune over his shoulder, completely at ease.