Night Wing Names Novels & Stories

“These people invented whiskey, these Celtic bastards . . . Water of life they call it. How ironic is that, huh? I bet my ass to odd high that if ya drank enough it’d kill yer ass dead in an hour.” Malitus looked to August, who sat by the door with Rufus. “Are they gone?” “A few stragglers out running about, sir, but the big one with black hair is gone. That’s something.” “What did they call him?” “Adelaido,” Rufus said. “Sir.” After a fatigued sigh, Malitus said. “I don’t think I feel keen on protocol at the moment, boy. August, can such things have names?”

His muscles flexed under his tight shirt and his jaw tightened. "Do you really believe that the only reason I keep you here is because of your parents? I am Damion Night I don't do anything for anyone unless it benefits me and my family. Think about that the next time you want to kill one of my guards and try and run away." With that he turned his back on me and stalked out of the basement.

Her eyes followed the illustrations he made. “These are the men you’re gonna meet, over here is Dust, this is Dino, an underdog of a man(unknown) we don’t know who is working for yet, the man that wants you, I don’t think he wants you dead, else you would’ve been killed.” Eve listened as he explain, the name of Dust making her stomach churn. “I didn’t have a nightmare last night.” She thought out loud. “I didn’t see heard his laughter or feel his hands around my neck. How come? Why?” Wesley dropped his pen and watched her.

“Did you hit your head pretty bad?” “Kianna… are you alright? We don’t know who that Drake is. I never met someone named Drake.” “Patrish… you too?” “How about you Scott? Did you forgot who paired me when the big occasion was held? You where there too… didn’t you? I was named as Silver Moonlight and I went there together with Warrior of the Night which is Drake…" “You mean that occasion when we all wear a mask? Just to hide our identity… yes… we did attend that occasion.”

I exhaled slowly as we stepped away from the pack house, the open space easing the tightness in my chest just enough to let me breathe properly again. But not enough to quiet my thoughts. They kept circling. Relentless. Vera Callum. Departed Nightshade territory in secret. Son — recorded under pack name at birth. Dariaus Nightshade. The names didn’t sit right together. They didn’t belong in the same place. And yet— They were written there. Clear. Intentional.

They'd settle their fight after their boss is fine. Silas swallowed nothing when she called his full name too. “Sir Gerard gave his order. Make sure what happened to boss isn't known to the workers for the time being,most especially the *SHADOW NIGHTMARES*” SHADOW NIGHTMARES is the name of naomi's dark fan base. Crazy,toxic, insane, psychopaths with zero tolerance for rubbish. They attack who's against NAOMI,they respect her works and they are the ones she lives for after her mother and daughter.

I said, and her eyes lit up in admiration. “Really?” She asked, holding up another grape. “Yes. I came up with LuxNight.” “LuxNight.” She repeated, rolling the name over her tongue slowly. “Luxury Night. A night of luxury. A night of bliss. A night without worries. And because it also sounds like Knight. A warrior; I want us to add something like: LuxNight, will fight for your Night.” I explained, and she seemed impressed.

Jingfei greeted back and the two couples excused themselves as they went out of the room, and Night- who is now a grown pup climbed into his mother’s bed. “Good Morning to you too baby! I’m sorry mommy wasn’t able to play with you. I promise that I’ll play with you after my exam ends.” Lihua uttered and the pup just barked like he understood what Lihua just uttered. “Morning to you fancy doggo.” Jingfei greeted. Ever since Night had his separate room, Jingfei has been calling him “Fancy Doggo”. “You use the bathroom first, I’ll stay with Night for a little while and I’ll also visit Light’s cage.” Lihua glanced at Jingfei- who is now eating some oat bar.

“How do you differentiate between them and the second generation?” "They all trainned us, so all second-gen know them. Besides, they have weird names: Gotham, Ghost Crow, Shadow, Mist, Fire, Scar, Poison, etc. It's like a den of vipers. It's not their real names, but even they don't remember their actual names." "What about you?" Her eyes hold mine, hostage, appearing darker late at night. "Is Ethan your real name?" “It is. This is the name my mother gave me.” “How about your last name? Is it Hunter?”

“What do you want to name our pack?” “Mm… it’s really dark in here,” she said. “That’s a long name,” I said, chuckling. “Turn on the lights.” “A little shorter.” She slapped my chest. “Flynn!” “It’s a new moon, beautiful,” I said. “It’s a moonless night.” “That’s it!” she exclaimed. “That’s what?” “New Moon Pack,” she said. I repeated the name. “You don’t like it?” “It’s perfect,” I said.