Mystical Names Novels & Stories

she even felt his body turning warm all of sudden…. “Draco…?” Jasmine again questioned him in her soft voice simultaneous she felt Draco hold on her waist got tighten as he parted his lips to say “It……. it….. was named by my parents….. after I was born…… they named an Asterisms which was in shape of ‘Mightiest Dragon’ in honor of my birth in Dragon realm… they named me and Asterisms together…. DRACO” Draco further added as his voice turned little heavy

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.

And that is the reason why witches and warlocks normally travel alone and live-in solitude because they believe they don't fit in anywhere. And out of these three types, the mixed bloods are the rarest. Now coming back to why I should not use my powers, well…. Out of all the three categories, I seem to be born with both dark and light spirit energy. I first thought I would be a mixed blood since I have both types however, I have the ability of the dark spirit energy whereby I can transform into a wolf which a mixed blood cannot accomplish. Furthermore, I can use magic without borrowing it from nature or spirits, I am able to use a lot of different elements, not just those gifted to me.

She started to introduce the embodiment of the sin of greed. The uncanny embodiment that she only wanted to call with the mysterious initial that everyone who knew him calls him with the different letter from the alphabet. The no name embodiment that is a deeper mystery than the lazy sin of Sloth, Tucker. “You have heard about him and probably not.” She started, and not a bit amuses by the embodiment of the sin that is irritating for being mysterious. “The most mysterious one out of the seven. His identity is a mysterious one from deep within, who prefer to be called by a letter and any by anyone.”

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.”

DEREK “Dad, a pack from the south contacted me yesterday,” I said as we sat in the pack office. My father, the Alpha, raised an eyebrow. “And what pack would that be?” he asked, leaning forward with curiosity. “Their name is Lunaris Mystique,” I replied, feeling a small thrill at even saying the name. His eyes flickered with recognition. “Lunaris Mystique?” He sat back in his chair. “I know of them. They’re a smaller pack, deeply secluded, but they’re not ordinary. They have a history of taking in magical wolves, those gifted with abilities, and grooming them to master their powers.

Everyone clapped and walked past her again, to introduce themselves with the Wiccan name they had once adopted at their initiation. ‘Blessed be, I'm Kerian,’ Liza kissed her on both cheeks, ‘my name means dark-haired.’ ‘Blessed be, my name is Gaea,’ Anke had tears in her eyes, ‘my name means earth.’ ‘Blessed be, Ohana is my name,’ Jente hugged her. ‘Sweetheart, my name means, from the forest.’ ‘Blessed be, they call me Ville,’ Raven gave her an encouraging wink and kissed her forehead. ‘And that means protector, yours, among other things.’ He leaned toward her, the look in his bright blue eyes warming her.

exclaimed Sasha, nearly leaping out of her seat. "You know them?" innocently asked Luna as Sasha whipped her head toward the shorter girl, an expression of incredulousness displayed on her face. "How can you not know about them!? They're like super famous that even a village girl like me knows about them! That's Prince Zain, aka, the prodigy warrior prince, whose skills are unrivaled, not to mention his nickname is Dungeon Prince, Bearer of three Mysticals. While that girl next to him is the shining crown jewel princess of Rigel, who is spoken highly of across the Starry Galaxy. Praised for not only her selfless character, sense of justice, and intelligence, but of how she was chosen by a St

[Showing True name] [Gnoll Tiefling -Mystic rank] Level 12 EXP: 0/12000 HP-3000 CON-300 ATK-300 STR- 100 DEF-105 DEX-21 Speed-52 AGI-52 Mana -0 INT-50 Skills- Dash(R) Dual Blade Mastery(Mystic) Enhanced(Elite) Life-Drain(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic) Web(Elite) Poison bite(Elite) Demise(Unique) I was right, must have been hard for you to live with such a bad name, forgive your summoner for such a poor naming sense.

It made me believe that we could truly make a difference. “Dad, I am accepting. You and uncle Georgie don’t have to, but I hope you do. I want to accept, because I am tired of seeing the minions left here by Roland and Regent destroying our home. I want to make the pack something great again. Just like the stories grandma and grandpa used to tell me. However, I have a request. The name Mystic Shadows has been tarnished so badly that I don’t think a positive light could even make it shine again. So, I would like to propose a name change. If it’s approved, I would like to name the pack to Silver Dawn,” Diego spoke up.