Mother Maiden Name Novels & Stories

Arnold said, “but anyway, at least someone remembered your mother.” Amanda shrugged her shoulders. She moved the bouquet a few inches away from the letters so that she could read her mother’s etched name. Eliosa Roand O’Malley It read, but little did her step-father know, her mother used to be called, Eliosa Haisting Roand. ‘Hasting’ for her maiden witch name and ‘Roand’ when she married her father, the Marquess Ellis Roand of Tallinn, Estonia. “She is worth remembering,” Amanda stated, reminiscing the wonderful days she, her mother and her father shared. Her step-father could never fill that void, but she was grateful for his presence in their lives.

It was cold and heavy and hummed with dormant power. "Her true name is written nowhere. Spoken by no one. But I learned it, after seven centuries of searching." Morwen's eyes glittered. "It's Sylvaen. Not her title. Her birth name. The name her mother gave her before she became the Matriarch. Speak it while holding the stone, and you'll see the truth." She stepped back into the circle of white roses.

I glanced at Troy and my parents, who were not paying attention to either me or Tempest, and I followed her out of the fray. "I wanted to introduce myself formally to you in particular," she said, her voice shockingly deep compared to her appearance. She was a beautiful, but dainty, woman who was likely a few years older than Gemma, but she had a deep, whisky voice. "I am called Tempest in the church, but my given name is Monica." "Uhm, I'm Maeve," I nodded in greeting, lacking the business-like social graces my mother exuded. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to greet her, having grown up outside of the Church of the Moon Goddess and their practices.

I bite out and the receptionist gulped hard with a nod, her clasped hands trembling nervously at the sudden tension in the room. Faya was my late mother’s middle name but to hide Kai I gave him, Kai Harriet… my mother’s maiden name. Georgiana Faya Harriet was my mother’s full name before she got married and changed it to Georgiana Faya Jenkins. But as time goes on, I will still have Kai’s name changed in the registry after he might have grown a bit. My face scrunched at the mere mention of the name *Jenkins* my mind drifted back to Malcolm and I felt a pang in my heart.

“How far back does this story go?” “For you and me? I’d say it goes back to our parents.” “Then start there.” I straightened my spine, waiting. She began with, “Our mothers were best friends.” I already knew that, but let her speak uninterrupted. “My mother’s maiden name was Ravenswood. She came from a family of dark witches and married into the Nightling legacy. Dark witches are sworn to secrecy, first with magic and later with indoctrination.” She swallowed hard. “Which is why I’ve always known what I was and could never tell you.”

“The blood bond you and Tyler may share could be strong indeed…” Natasha looked like she was going to pass out when Jayne said that. Before I could react—I was still too stunned to speak—Samson turned to me again. “Elena, what did you say your mother’s name was?” I frowned. This all felt like a fever dream, but I managed to respond in a small voice, “Margaret. Margaret Fay was her maiden name.” The moment I said that name, Samson’s face dropped. He looked like he’d seen a ghost—or rather, like I had just spoken the name of one.

I ask. "We needed her identity kept secret, even from the Scorpions. We couldn't afford for her identity to be compromised." Matteo responds. "We wanted to give her a name that wouldn't connect her to us. To ensure that Craig never found her. We used my mother's maiden name, so that way she would still be connected to us, but without others knowing." Matteo responds. "So what's her full name?" I ask. "To us, she is Sienna Genesis Martinez. However, she goes by Victoria Sienna Knight, or Vics for short." Matteo says. Making me more confused.

Realization dawned on Maddie "So what you're trying to say is–" "What I'm trying to say is, your mother is alive" Cassiopeia said "And her name is Aosoth"

My mother had told me that a hundred times. Come closer, she whispered. I leaned in. Her hand was cold and bony. It gripped my wrist with a strength that should not have been possible for a dying woman. Your real name is not Mira, she said. It is Sable. I frowned. I did not understand. I had always been Mira. Mira Thorne, the oldest daughter. The quiet one. The one my father forgot to introduce at parties. But my mother was looking at me like she was seeing someone else entirely.

But why did she still end up in this job? It's not that bad to be a hotel maid, but damn! She's a millionaire for Pete's sake. I also found out that she uses a different name in the papers. It was her mother's maiden name. Now I no longer wonder why I can’t trace him in the past few months. "What's your plan now, Señior?" Jaime asked as we left the office.