Mother Maiden Name Novels & Stories

At the moment, I know we have gone past that stage and I really like what we have but being caught will take us right back into that phase. I tap on contact and search for the name "Mr Moore" There is nothing like Mr. Moore. Instead, four different name suggestions popped down. The first is just Moore The second is Christine Moore The third is Vanessa Moore and the last is Andre Moore. I need no soothsayer to tell me this is what I am looking for. Since Andre is here too, then it means Christine is her father's name while Vanessa is her mother's.

“What is your name?” “Lena. Lena is my name,” I said, my voice barely audible, my throat dry. “Alright then. You’ll be the personal maid to the Alphas.” “Oh, Moon Goddess… Why do you have to do the complete opposite of what I prayed for???”

"She's been through a lot." I clench my fist and jaw as I close my eyes to inhale the night cold air in my lungs. "Don't worry." "Oh, and Terry. I gave you the name Theresa, meaning huntress in Greek." I softly groan and inwardly roll my eyes. "Where does Young come from?" "Your father." "But Berger...?" I question. "That was our mother's maiden name." The older man explains. Your mother didn't want anyone in the hospital to know who she was, so she gave birth here at home."

I pause to scan the small crowd waiting near arrivals, my heart beating faster with each step. I almost walk past him. Mateo. He is standing slightly off to one side holding a handwritten sign. The letters are neat and deliberate. Grace Montoya. I stop so abruptly that the woman behind me nearly collides with my back. I had forgotten. The name I am now to use. Grace Montoya. My middle name and my grandmother’s maiden name. Mother felt it was safer than using her's, Cortez. It feels strange and intimate all at once. Like slipping into borrowed clothes that somehow fit perfectly.

Alira said also earlier that she's the sister of Alani, the one who rescued her or Pheia rather. I will never get used to this. How am I going to call myself? Pheia? Or my real name, Maiden? Arghhh confusing me as much as it bothers the heavy fat that keeps on bouncing with me. Arghhh.. God! Way back when Maiden was in her previous life, she was never fat yet never as thin as to see someone whose ribcages can be seen. She always trained herself together with her Uncle Brook and exercised so often that she got a much leaner physique. Although, because of her physique, she often looked fragile but she was really strong and has stamina/endurance that can surpass three men in one go.

She looked like someone who came to work, not to be admired. Sandra had helped her choose a pen name over the weekend. They sat cross-legged on Sandra's apartment floor with a bottle of wine and a notepad, throwing names back and forth until one stuck. "What about your mother's maiden name?" Sandra had suggested. Claire's mother died when she was twelve. Her maiden name was Valda. Claire had not spoken that name out loud in years, but when Sandra said it, something warm bloomed in her chest. "Valda," Claire whispered. "Yes. That's the one."

I really don't know why she's so obsessed with the blue color Bett : seriously? You can't see her eyes? She's a blue witch We laughed and continued to joke with each other as we were working You're wondering how they started calling me Blue Maid too. Cindy I told Cindy about the name And that was all Bett: Blue Maid, why don't you take care of the kitchen and sinks and all that I'll deal with the bar. Me: okay I moved to the kitchen and jeez, he was standing there I tried to turn back immediately but...

TOBIAS'S POV Her name was Dara Cade, though that wasn't the name she'd been born with. Her real name was Lena She'd been on the southern border for four years using her mother's maiden name, which was a clean choice because her mother's maiden name appeared in no Royalfang official document and connected to nothing that anyone running a standard search would think to look for. It was the kind of disappearance that only works if you understand exactly how people look for things, and Dara had grown up in the same house as Rowan, which meant she understood that better than most.

She pouted. " I'd have sent a maid but I thought it'll be okay if I ask you myself. What's your middle name, Daria? We have to add it to the invite that'll be sent back to Alpha Alexei." He said and her knees slightly wobbled. She'd have fell if not for Kaden who gently held her by her arms. Like she was a disease that shouldn't be contacted, he immediately left her when she stood well again. " Erica Sera Moore." Her wolf told.

Full of wonder. "Madonna. After your fine girlie." Grayson replied. Ayven laughed. And cried at the same time. Tears streaming down his face even as he smiled. He had another sister. Another person to protect. Another person to love. He turned to Angel. Studied her for a moment. "I gave you a middle name, right? Angel Mia Cross." "Yup. And I love it so much. I never had a middle name before." Angel beamed. "Then her full name should be Madonna Silvia Cross." Ayven said it with authority. Final. Decided.