Mother Maiden Name Novels & Stories

She just wants him, mate with him. “My mother’s name was Selene. She was a devotee of your moon goddess. She was never meant to fall in love with him.” my heart tugged at his voice. he was trying so hard not to show it but it is taking a great deal of him to share all this with me.

"Maybe we could choose one of their names?" "What was your mother's name?" I asked, softly stroking the side of her face. She laughed. "Tabitha." She shifted her body to face me, propping her elbow on the back of the couch. "What was your mother's name?" I smiled. "Marie," I replied. "My grandmother's names were Mary and Claire." "I like the name Marie " she said, thinking aloud. "I really like the name Sirena," I replied, "and paired with Steel, Sirena Steel. It kind of has a ring to it, doesn't it?"

She looks up at me and asks, "So, if we ever had a boy, would you want it to be a junior, or do you care?" I shake my head, "I don't care." She nods her head and says, "I like the name Mason for a boy. Mason Knight, it has a good ring to it." I chuckle, "You're right, it does. Have you thought about any girl names?" "I'm completely fine if you're not on board with this one. But... I was thinking Magnolia... in honor of Maggie. Maggie has been the closest thing I have to a mother figure and it seems like you're close with her too. I'd love to do something that honors her in a way."

[Celeste Maso] After returning to my small home, I decided to stop using my late husband’s surname. Identifying as Johnson no longer made sense, especially now that I was pregnant with another man’s children. I reverted to my maiden name, Mason, an elegant but uncommon surname. Hardly anyone bore it these days, so if a Mason appeared anywhere, they were likely family—though I doubted that, as I hadn’t heard of any relatives in years.

“I’ve never been sick a day in my life. Not even a cold. You know, I think my mother, the one that raised me, always secretly held a grudge against me because she could never do anything for me. Most mothers get to love on their kids when they skin their knees or make them chicken noodle soup when they have a cold. Me…I never needed anything. I was just always so…I don’t know, independent, I guess. Maybe that’s why she gave me this terrible name.” Haldir kissed his way up her shoulder then asked, “What do you mean? What’s wrong with your name?” Mory rolled over to her back and pulled the blanket over her bare breasts. “Morana Faye. It means The Death Fairy. Kind of a fucked-up name for a nur

What was her name ? She was the daughter of a low ranked noble like me. Her name was… Raylia Mendel. Isn’t she the girl that Madeleine tries to woo? Hah hah, that’s unexpected. No wonder no matter how hard Madeleine tried to gain her favor, he still failed. She has a strong character; she needs someone to push her into this industry. I’ll write a letter to Madeleine. I’ll help him for good this time. I guess I’ll just visit him. It’s been a long time since I visited him.

he asks. The maiden swallows, her eyes darting around the room nervously as though she is sourcing for reassurance of the people around before she finally speaks. “We were traveling,” she says weakly. “Just like planned.” “To Grace's home?” Gillian asks. Grace is her mother's name. “Yes.” “And?” The maiden hesitates, her gaze shifting again, then slowly it lands on me and that only sends a strange chill down my spine. Gillian notices the direction of her stare. “What happened to Macy?” he asks again.

Master Adonis’s Maid Chapter 29 She froze reading the report Damon bought for her. She just couldn't believe that she is going to be the mother of her Master Adonis's child. Droplets of sweat started to roll down her forehead. She sat down staring at the piece of paper in her hand with disbelief. The rain of fear drenched her completely, soaking her up to her bones. She was scared of new responsibilities, especially when she remembered what happened with the last maid of his.

I couldn't take my eyes off them because they were here to protect me, or at least what was mine. I was apprehensive as I prepared for my daughter's arrival. Despite the fact that she was only six months old, I wanted her to be in her best shape. This was a momentous occasion for the kingdoms to come together. Amanda Viviana Beastie is the name I gave her. Amanda was the name of my mother's maiden name. I felt it was appropriate to pay tribute to her in this manner. Furthermore, it would serve to remind my daughter of the world in which her mother was born.

I'm cursed with the best I'm sure! I gave birth to Jaxson six hours later with Mal at my side. And in honour of her being such a godsend, I named Jaxson after her. Mayalina Wynter Jaxson. Jaxson is her mothers maiden name and she holds the name close to her heart in memory of her grandfather.