Mystical Male Names Novels & Stories

More fear than anything, really. He chuckles and stands, his body towering over me like a giant, and suddenly, I feel like an ant about to be crushed. "Maddox," he replies. "My name is Maddox Archfiend. Prince of NitraVille and this is my brother, Samuel." Maddox gestures towards the other man. "He too, is Prince of NitraVille." My brows furrow in confusion. There is no Kingdom near me; I've never even heard of this "NitraVille". Who are these people.

War-ro". "Moros, son of Nyx, god of Doom. I summon thee!" Immediately after the incantation, another figure appeared, male, tall, short dark hair and with a strange tattoo covering the area around his eyes. "Kratos, the brutal! Show yourself!" Lightning flashed then out of it stood a buffed up and heavily toned man with rippling muscles showing all over his bare upper body. He was bald and had a thick beard. "Stheno and Euryale, Gorgon sisters! Heed to your master's calling!"

I couldn't sleep, I kept thinking of why my mum was horrified that I was mated to three men. I also kept wondering how I would be able to handle them all. Part of me was really afraid and part of me couldn't really believe that all the three gorgeous and powerful men were all mine. Owen, Damien and Rowan, perfect names, perfect everything. I mean, the moon goddess must have taken extra time to create them because they aren’t just cute, they are perfect. What I don't know is their personalities though.

This was because he was also a master fighter. On top of that, he was extremely capable and had already reached the final stage of a master! When Lysithea saw him, her expression instantly changed from calm to nervous. She shouted the man’s name with a deep voice, “Diego Kavinsky!” Indeed, this was Diego Kavinsky, another member of Sicut In Caelo, and he was also known as “Mars”. Sicut In Caelo was an organization steeped in mythology, so every member had a god’s name.

motherfucking ph’nglui mglw’nafh hastur! hastur Father Ward’s trembling fingers typed ‘hastur.’ This produced several images of a spectral figure cloaked in yellow, one of which reclined on a throne made of skulls, and another Wikipedia link. The entry proved vaguer than the others, but no less disturbing. “Hastur,” he whispered. “The Unspeakable One. He Who Shall Not Be Named. Also known as Assautuu, Yastur, H’aztre, or Kazum. Mythical deity said to reside in far off Carcosa, along Lake Hyades. Often associated with gods of pagan and child sacrifice.”

I rolled my eyes at him and forced myself to focus on Alpha Samuel. "I saw your performance during the archery competition," Alpha Samuel began, his voice holding a hint of amusement. "I didn’t know you were so good with a bow, Coraline. Unfortunately, Zayn had to name Saleem the winner. You see, Saleem’s been in the field for a long time. It would’ve been... embarrassing for him to be placed second. You're not holding a grudge against my son, are you?"

Also, he was the hot mysterious stranger I had bumped into yesterday. I had noticed him at the center table in the cafeteria yesterday, and he vanished when the chimerachronus arrived in the hall. He looked grumpy as fuck, yet undeniably attractive. "I didn't say anything about him yesterday because there was no reason to, but here's a quick info about him," Riley said, and I nodded, listening. "Golden boy of Mystic Academy, captain of the hockey team, won many trophies for the team, walking red flags, and one of the few boys you need to stay away from after Lia," she said.

I say to Dalon, and he gives me a strange look. “I am trying not to judge the name, but I am struggling a bit here.” He says and I have to remind myself that not all people read fantasy like it is a lifeline. “I named him after one of my favorite book boyfriends.” I tell him and he looks horrified now. “I have to compete with fictional men now?” He asks, making me laugh harder. “My big pup is Abraxos.” I say between laughs when I can actually catch my breath. “Where do people get these names? That can’t be a name for a male character in your books.” He says.

“Shoot. What have you got?” “Well,” he said, sitting up straighter, “I’ve been trying to think of names that could fit either dragon or lycan. Something strong… but also, I dunno, meaningful. What about—wait, don’t laugh—but what about Kael (KAY-uhl) for a boy?” Tora tilted her head, intrigued. “Kael? That’s… actually not bad.” “It means ‘mighty warrior’ in one of the older tongues, and it rhymes with hail,” he added, trying not to sound too proud.

A thought pops in my head and I search for moon names since wolves are connected to the moon. With that, I speed read through another million names, but this time I feel like I'm getting closer to a name. I save a few names to read out loud for later. Finally, I have a few names that seem like the wolf would like them. "Astennu. Rakesh. Io. Badru. Aibek. Aku. Koray. Hang," he gives me his full attention with a small howl and I reread a few names back.