Mystical Names Novels & Stories

And Eliot, already aching, would feel every single one. Damien’s steps slowed as he reached the stairwell. He leaned on the railing, gazing out at the moonlight spilling through the tall glass windows. It painted his face in silver, sharpening his smile into something dangerous. “Moonlight mystique,” he whispered mockingly. “How poetic. How tragic.” Because in the end, Eliot wouldn’t just be Theo’s obsession or Damien’s conquest. He would be something broken, reshaped in the shadows of both their hands.

Mystic squeezed Aaron’s hand. Her voice threaded into his mind: Let me. He inclined his head. She stepped forward, spine straight, chin lifted. “My name is Mystic Hayes — daughter of Helen and Dawson Hayes. I have not walked these lands since I was a child, but they are still my heritage.” She turned her forearm outward. A glowing tattoo shimmered beneath her skin — intricate, ancient, unmistakable. “I bring this mark as proof.” The head warrior slowly descended from his position and approached her, his boots echoing on stone. Aaron shifted instinctively — ready to move — but Mystic remained still.

Craig questioned. His face flattered, “That’s a thing associated with the pack. Every Alpha blood of the Silver Blood Pack gets that mark once they turn eighteen. It's a small fluttering dragon, and it can appear on any part of their body.” Every calmness in me vanished. Without showing him, he knew about the fluttering dragon. Whatever he was saying had to be true. “And?” I questioned, urging him to continue. “I worked with the royal, and there’s this aura we get whenever a royal is near. I got it from her.”

I didn’t want to give him any more time to consider the very informal agreement we had just made so I told him simply, “My name is Kellina and I was a part of another pack when I was a baby but then my parents and I became apart of the mystic moon pack for protection after the rogue attacks that happened many years ago.” “So the Mystic Moon pack just let in a white priestess and her red-haired husband into the pack. Just guessing but is that how it went?” I shook my finger at him, “That’s not how this works, tell me your name and what pack you are from.” “I will tell you my name only to start.” He looked over at Erin and laughed softly. “That’s more than any of these assholes have been able

She gripped the edge of her clothes tight as if she was going to rip it off in any minutes. "Her name is Alyssa." He said and Alyssa smiled sweetly at them. Everyone looked at her with happy smiles gracing their faces. "Welcome, Luna." Someone shouted and they followed after. Connor used his hands to order them down and they shut up. "We should be happy that the moon goddess decided to give us a new Luna." He said and they nodded their heads in reply.

“Mr. Lawrence calls me. Between, I want to know why the jackals were fighting the air after you fell.” A confusion stayed on my face for a while, and then a tiny voice of my wolf spoke to my mind, “she can’t see the witch, only the shifters and superhuman beings can see her.” And then I dropped my confusion off my face, looked into her eyes, and said, “you shouldn’t know this.” “Why, Leslie?” she asked “How do you know my name?” “You shouldn’t know this, too,” she said, looking away. “It sounds like revenge.”

says Keito, "A very mild name, I suppose." "That's got to be the coolest name out of everyone," I say, "largely because I can understand what it says." "I don't know, I'd say that Machiv's has a run for money. Demon Harpstrings, why didn't I get that?" asks Hila. "Yeah, mine's pretty boring," says Hala, "I don't know what it means anyways." "Well, we're going to have majestic theory later this week. We can head on over to that," I say.

I could be mistaken that I am his female version. He cocked his head from side to side. "Well," he paused as he drank the wine from his cup. "Yes, they are right. You also have a specific deity title as an offspring of Her." He sighed, rolling his eyes. I could tell that he didn't want to discuss it but it looked like he was left with no choice since I already asked. He gazed up at me and smiled darkly. "You are Rachellian Genesis Lothim. That is your mundane name, Rachellian," he said in a frigid tone. "But in Her celestial world, your deity name is Ragriel."

I raised my hand and one sat on my palm. "Really?" Ver wagged his little puppy tail. Sal, Erys, and Kira were gazing around in awe. "Yep. All I remember of my childhood is little water nixies playing around me and a woman with vibrant blue hair and eyes picking me up and naming me Nyxie. Nyxie for the sprites who protected me and Aurora for the dawn of a new day in both of our lives, Delor was her last name. That's what my name means."

Eustice replied “Hate to ruin this happy moment but who the hell are the Mystical Order of whatever and why you here in one of our uniforms?” Ebony asks “I’m guessing you're from Karma sector and you not knowing who my order is, is exactly why I am here in one of your team's uniforms. See the Mystical Order of the Omniscient is a religious order that believes in the equal treatment and worship of all four of the gods and we go about doing our best to help those in the other sectors with their struggles to survive including partnering with companies like Eustice’s that collect donations for karma setor and back before Sector leader Cedric Allotosh took over the seat we were the ones to dis