Mother Maiden Name Novels & Stories

I ask him what is wrong. “My great-grandmother’s maiden name was Dulane. She cut herself from her family because she didn’t believe in what they did. Let me call dad and see if he can find anything in our library about them. I know she never talked about her family, and when asked, she said that they deserved everything they got and that they were a disgrace to the supernatural world.” Ian explains.

Couldn't even think straight because several thoughts were slamming down her mind. "My lord, the name of this impostor is Cameron, although I couldn't gather his last name," an old woman stepped forward with her aid stick, and this had the crowd turning to stare at her. The name stung Ophelia. Because Finlay had told her his other name was Cameron. "Who are you, my lady?" Elder Festus asked the old woman who had found her way toward their high table. "Lady Majorie," "And you know this man?"

She regretted that she had made the mistake of coming back at all. "Nazi!!" called out Magdalena, "Mother, are you home?!" Something made a noise inside the shack. Clearly, someone was home. “Mom!! Aunt Tamia, are you in there?” Magdalena shouted. The wooden door slowly opened, and a frightening-looking woman appeared in the doorway. It was not aunt Tamia, whose face had been deformed since childhood. It was Nazi, Magdalena’s mother.

Alex adds. “My mother told me her sister’s name was Pamela. I don’t understand.” Sapphire states. “It is; my full name is Candance Pamela Franklin.” Mom says. “My mother's last name was Dixon.” Sapphire points out. “That was our grandmother's maiden name.” Mom tells her. “Our mother’s maiden name was Dunne. Our grandfather was the boss of the Irish mafia.” Mom adds.

"Uncle will order it for you. You wait here with Auntie, okay?" Bryan left and returned when Meddy asked Moira what she had been wanting to ask all this time. "Auntie, what's your name?" asked Meddy. "My name is Meredith, but Uncle always calls me Meddy." "Meredith is a beautiful name and I love your nickname too. My name is Moira." "Aunt Moira." Meddy said, repeating Moira's word. She then smiled, revealing a row of clean white teeth. "What does Moira mean?"

My heart breaks for her. Mom turns the picture around. ‘Cianna, Logan, Liam and Clar. Richard, Jennifer, Rick, Jessica and Maddison.’ it says, and my heart skips a beat. So her real name is Maddison. That is so beautiful. So is her nickname and I would never change it, only if she asked me to.

“I don’t mind.” “Morgana is a lovely name. Of course, it immediately brings to mind Fata Morgana, or Morgan Le Fay, Morgan the Fairy,” Sigrid replied using the pestle and mortar to crush herbs into the rock salt she had located. “Many people connect Morgan Le Fay to the Morrigan through the goddess Modron, of course, the Divine Mother. Many of the tales of both echo each other and so it occurs to me that our mother is given a different face and name by each person that worships her, none truly knowing her real name. So, Morgana is a wonderful name, don’t you think?”

Once the two older witches were gone, the Maiden’s voice became softer, and her eyes glistened, almost as if she could feel the tears I was holding back. “Your mom’s name is Rosella Moreno, and your birth name was Bethany,” the Maiden said. “We did not keep track of where she went after she left you with us, but she was hiding you from your father Mathis , as well as from her mate Jacob. We foresaw what would become of the men and understood why she was running with you. We left you with the most inconspicuous coven we could find that had witches with good intentions. That’s all we needed to know.”

Day after day she kept steadily trying, store after store, restaurant after restaurant, market after market, and by God, that woman went around every single store in Manhattan, I made a little map to mark every place she went. The loss of her fortune was a blow, but I knew the treasure she had in personal items, was something that would have to be dealt with, after an extremely hostile reception in the Bronx, my doing of course, Amber was forced to resort to all these places in search of the basics. Money to eat!

I peeled off my maid uniform and wore my blouse and jeans, and sandals. “That is her name, though,” Hale answered. Why were they talking that loud? Was it for me to hear? Were they doing it intentionally? “Isn’t her name like Homer?” Dominic queried “Homer? I could have sworn it was something else. Another surname that starts with the letter ‘H’.” Hale replied. He was right about that part. Dominic had given me another name, but I had long stopped fighting him. He seemed like the type to call me ‘maid’ instead of anything. And then I heard how he also gave the chef another name.