Invincible Mom Name Novels & Stories

“You’ve shown me how to be strong. Your strength is something to be admired, Athena.” I smile as my eyes fill with tears. “Thanks, Mom.” “I am the mate of a Gamma, and the mother of our Delta. So I’m going to be strong for you, and for your father’s memory. We will avenge him, and we will protect our Luna,” she says as she holds her hand out for Cassia, and Cassia takes it with a teary smile. “We will protect this pack no matter the cost.” “Spoken like a true warrior,” Jess says with a smile and places her hand on Mom’s arm.

I don’t know what it is that she went through but I have always known that my mother is stronger than she lets on. “I named you Renia because you are like a miracle to me. I didn’t think it was possible for me to ever give birth and then you came along. You saved me from me. It was like you were given to me to show me that I could still be happy, that I could still have the family I have always wanted. I literally became a new person when you arrived. I was reborn and I have dedicated my entire life to both you and Lucy.”

Sally Oakley to sound like Annie Oakley, but not be so obvious. “Sharp-shooting babes,” Momma says. “No-one ever sees them coming.” That was the name she signed on the motel register, and when anyone asked she said my name was Rainbow. Because of course a young, dumb teen mom would call her child something like this. A pretty name, a joke name. A name better suited to a fluffy new kitten or a dapple-grey pony. You can almost see the big pink bow.

Mom asked in a cracking voice. "It is quite obvious that he has been possessed by that witch," Camile spat out. "She is not a witch. Her real name is Gina Blake, and you all know her as Emelia, my kids' mother. So you should be mindful of how you disrespect her," I screamed out, but this only worsened it as both mom and Camila lashed out on me. "Enough!" Grandfather's thick voice echoed across the room. He had been seated quietly with his head rested on his cane.

"Perfect except for the ventilator and the wires and the—" "Perfect," Mom repeated firmly. "Her size doesn't change that." She reached through the porthole. Touched Evie's hand. "Hi Evelyn Bella. I'm your Oma. You're named after me, did you know that? No pressure, but you better live up to it." Despite everything, I smiled. "Did you just pressure our premature baby to be successful?" "She's a Sterling. Success is in her DNA." --- Dr. Chen did afternoon rounds.

I retorted, "Your mom's health started failing quite a while back. I told you about it several times before, but you were just too busy taking care of the 'terminally-ill' Phillip to heed my words. That's why you were unaware of her situation for so long! "That day, I called you when the doctors were performing emergency treatment on her. However, you only picked up after multiple calls, and even then, you barely spoke to me before running off to soak in the hot springs with Phillip! Have you forgotten about that?"

Just the same bolded subject line staring back at me. A firm knock on my door pulled me out of my thoughts, sharp and insistent. “Come in,” I said flatly, my voice already edged with exhaustion and resentment. I didn’t bother getting up or fixing my messy bedhead. Mom stepped inside, her expression more determined this time, jaw set in a way that made my stomach drop. She didn’t sit on the bed like she usually would during our talks. No attempt at softening the blow with a hug or a hand on my shoulder. She stood near the door, arms crossed tightly over her chest, like she was steeling herself for battle.

Tall and lanky hunched into her seat on one side, almost Gertrude's height even sitting, while portly and round, with tiny glasses she couldn't possibly see a thing out of, perched on the other, sausage fingers picking at her lower lip over and over. "This is Elegance Faster," Mom gestured to giant witch. Elegance? Holy. Her mom had a terrible sense of humor. "And Periwinkle Rhodes." Seriously. What was wrong with witches and naming their kids? Every witch mother needed to be taken out and shaken vigorously. My own included.

How could they do this to my mom? “ This kid needs a belt.” “My name is Rome and my mother is Serene. I am here to see my grandfather. Take me to him now.”

Mom says that when she gets my dad back then he will name me. My mom is obsessed with resurrecting my dad from the dead permanently. But Uncle says that Mom is not thinking logically. He has tried to explain to me everything that is going on and what might happen between them. He tells me that I will be safe and that he will always love me no matter what happens. My uncle told me not to get involved. Because he doesn’t want me to have to choose a side or go against him or my mom.