Mother Names For Story Novels & Stories

“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.”

Mom announced but I paid less attention as I drank my wine. "Her name is Mackenzie." She said and I choked on my wine. "What? What did you say her name is?" I said after my cough stopped. "Well she's from the magical world and right there, they all have a name with the "M" initials so just like their Queen's and King's name starts with "M", same goes for the girl." Mom expounded and I sighed. "Mom, I asked you to repeat that name again. I didn't ask for their whole life history."

"Then I want to name them after Miranda and Melanie." "Are you sure? Our family might ask questions." "I'm naming them after the two women who sent you back to me, they just happen to be the mothers of Skye and Macy," I choke with a smile. "Please Elliott?" She rubs at my stomach as tears roll down her cheeks. Her eyes meet mine and I had my answer. I kiss her wet cheek as our mothers walk in. "Our we interrupting," my mother asks quietly. "No, we were just discussing baby names after what she told me," I choke with a smile. "When she flatlined, Miranda and Melanie were there, telling her to come back to me. They told her they'd watch over the girls."

I faked a hurt tone and placed a hand over my heart, “Do you not have faith in me, father?” He wiggled a finger at me, “Oh. Don’t do that.” Mom and I both laughed. Dad was always a sucker when I questioned his belief in me. “Do you have a name for the collection?” “Dominic wanted to use both of our names, so we agreed on ‘The Greene Knight.’ Apparently, it’s some play or something and he thought it would be a cute play on words.” Mom chuckled, “I don’t think it was adapted into a play, but it is a short story. An old one, at that.”

Before he leaves the room with Lara and comes back with another one. This time it takes him a few minutes before he comes back in and a look of worry is forming on his brow before he says, “This one should be called Nina, I think. That was my mother’s name. Did you know that?” I turn to him and state softly as to not bother Alina while she feeds. “No, I didn’t. That is a beautiful name as well. These pups are going to be handsome and beautiful, and their names are very fitting of that I think.”

He shot her a grin, “don’t worry. She knows Mindy made her out to be a terrifying dragon lady. She’ll be on her best behavior.” “Very funny,” she ignored his low laugh. “Tell me again how you all got your names? Prince, Royal, Jubilee and now Precious?” “Mom had it in her head if she gave us names which in her mind commanded respect, then we would grow to be people who command respect. My grandfather’s name was Roy. She expanded on it. She kept the theme with Prince and then Jubi, well, mom said her feelings of jubilation at having a daughter took over and she gave her a fitting name. I can’t comment on Precious’ name because Mindy named her. I know my brother told me more than once it wasn’

— I never asked you. - I don't have. Never had. When... — I choke a little. — When I lived on Goddess Island we had our own names and that was enough. — Oh... — she looks a little embarrassed. — Wasn't there another Kim? — She tries to joke, but her smile dies on her lips. I deny my face. — When a new Daughter was born, the Mothers got together to give them a name that was uniquely theirs. — How fantastic — she observes and becomes a little thoughtful. — I'm named after my grandmother. She was an auri fen of the former High Majesty, Queen Islen the Pure. They say the queen loved her — she smiles a little, sadly. — The queen... loved a fen...

“Arkon, or Love, or Sweetheart. I deserve a special name. Don’t you think so?” She whiffs, shaking her head. “Sweetheart,” her cheeks heats up. “Ahhhhhh.” I take her hand, placing it on my chest, “What promise did you make to your Mother?” “That my pup will bear her name.” “Our son should be called ‘Maya.” “Mayank. And our daughter, Maya.” “Perfect!” “And my stepmother, what kind of justice will she face?” “I would prefer you rather not know.” “I want to know, Sweetheart. Hmn,” she gives me a cute stare.

Her mother said and smiled turning towards her and leaned against her elbow. “wow!! Just like the princess in your favorite cartoon?” Morana aske eagerly, “yes honey, just like sleeping beauty” Serena chuckled "Then I'm gonna name mine wolf Ho-Hontas! Just like my favorite princess" Morana proudly declared giggling, happy to have thought of a princess’ name too.

She placed her mint handbag on the couch and we took seats around the dining table. A few moments later, a question popped up. “How about in the side of Matthew’s mother? He had informed me of his other name.” “Their names are the complete opposite of ours,” Nomy replied. “Matt’s mother is Lilith.” “Grand papa’s name is Biblical, though,” I butt in. She rolled her eyes, “Yeah, the very first murderer, Cain. And then his wife is Pandora, the one who released all evil in the world.” “Ugh,” I facepalmed; “this is why I really hate my name!”