Novel & Cerita Sinister Names

And that was the only thing that felt strange. I took the file and stared at it. Lira’s documents were all there, already carrying my name: Blackthorne. She was officially my contract surrogate wife. I didn't need to be told twice that she’d accept the deal. Anyone with that much hunger for revenge would sign their soul away. "You've done well, Lena," I said, my mind already moving. "Transfer all the documents of my fourth company to this name." I was going to make her big. Bigger than anyone who had ever laid a hand on her. Meetings were held, million-dollar signatures were forged, and yet, the only thing I could think about was getting back to that house.

The looks they gave me said it all—they weren’t even trying to hide their amusement anymore. We were a spectacle. A mystery. Dad’s death, the drama surrounding it, and now the endless theories about who did it. I wouldn’t be shocked if they had actual nicknames for us, like we were contestants on some reality show. Isabella probably had something sinister, like “The Ice Queen” or “The cheating wife.” Me? I was probably pegged as “The golden boy.” or some nonsense like that. “Still,” the first officer continued, snapping me back to their chatter. “It’s wild. A family like that, all that money, all those secrets... They’re bound to explode sooner or later.”

For most, they've had it too many times it became predictable, I just needed the first experience. Cute. Projecting your insecurities on a stranger. "I should find my friend. It's getting late. I grabbed my phone to leave. " "Don't I get a name?" "You first." I answered, pausing for a response. "You do not want to know my name Red." My fingers slipped into my hair, losing the curls with my fingers. "How mysterious, just what every girl needs. You don't get to know mine either." I turned my back against him. "What if I already do?"

We mean no harm. Azael & Reuel. Elise's lips twitched as she read their obnoxious email. Reponsible? And them? What irony! She scoffed in disdain. 'I don't trust you. After all, you're the mafia. Harm and you go hand in hand.' Elise. Elise knew it'd be a sleepless night. So, she opened her laptop and started reading the documents related to Boris Green. Since the twins had already helped her, there was no need for her to use the information they had given her freely.

With Magnus Reed and other men of the community, the prudent Marner took a blood oath. Augusta Reid went down in history not as a heroic person, but as a daughter of Darkness who lost control of her power and went mad. In fact, this will be the last mention of the children of Darkness in the history of Littai. From now on, they will be called dark magicians and nothing else. Over the years, rumors about dark-haired and dark-eyed women will become so untruthful that they will turn them into almost monsters. After all, history, as you know, is written by the winner.

“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?”

she teased. Thea rolled her eyes. “How many times Penny, please don’t call me that!” “What? Thelxiepeia? It is your name after all,” she shrugged. The only thing Penny enjoyed more than feeding was, annoying her sisters. “That’s not been my name for over a millennium and you know it, Parthenope,” Thea narrowed her eyes and a sly smile grew on her face. Penny flinched, “Ughh, there is just nothing sexy about that name at all,” she grunted.

He had laughed enough and leaned on the sink, his body was already long and thin, and this posture made him look more like some kind of soft cold-blooded animal - a snake. "I don't know you, so why should I tell you? Shouldn't you get to know me before you ask me if I know anyone else?" As expected, this man's temper was as odd as his appearance. I suppressed my weirdness and asked, "May I know you, please?" "Of course." "My, my name is Leila..." I said my name and regretted it. I shouldn't have said my real name. "Leila, that sounds like a girl's name. This Sin Pack is full of vicious criminals, and they are not to be messed with. It's rare that a wimpy, weak CHICKEN like you comes in, you'

“You who is not that powerful to be God, but more than the standing that the two of us holds. We who don’t want to bow down to the likes of you, but respected your ability and mana. Tell us, who you are?” Such a dread, direct, nothing much and cunningly peculiar, but not. He then draws the perfect sinister smile, as he somehow, no, he certainly commanded. “Wouldn’t it be right if you both introduced yourselves first to me?” Letting them sense his aura, the dread, and thirst for blood that made them both shiver. They immediately heeded and introduces themselves, and first. “Jealousy is just one of my names, as one’s heart that is being eaten with such is my domain. I dwell in between sins, as

She was lost in her world admiring him. "Hey, are you okay? " He said, waving his left hand over her face. "His name is Sinclear. He is one of the top mafias in the club. His opponent is Sinful who you know as Eric. Do well not to get on his wrong side. If possible do not let him know you are from Eric. He is very dangerous. In fact I don't know who's is more dangerous between the both of them. The club is even dangerous for you, the fact that you are from Eric" the bar attendant whispered to her.