Old Lady Names Novels & Stories

He wasn't the least bit available, even if he was single. Scarlett hurried off, leaving them awkwardly standing there. "This is some place you have here." Adeline turned, surveying the hilltop with all the people and the barn. "What, or who, are the L.O.L.s?" Garth shook his head. "It's a silly name that's stuck. The women of a certain age in Ransom all hang out at the tea room in the back of the antique store. Someone started calling them the Little Old Lady Gang, or the L.O.L.s for short."

The old lady let out peaks of laughter, “Oh dear, you are such a pleasure to be around.” She held onto Ivy as they crossed to the opposite side. “Thank you so much, darling. You’re such a sweet girl.” Ivy turned around to leave when the old lady’s grip on her arm tightened and her mouth dropped open as she stared at the woman. “Fix your expression, they could be watching so you have to be careful,” the old lady maintained an appreciative look like she was still thanking Ivy. Ivy had a lot of questions running through her head but she settled on one that was the most important, “How do you know my name and who sent you to me?”

she said as she got up to walk out of my room "What is your name?" I asked as I remembered that I don't know her name "My name's Nancy" she said with a small smile on her face "Can I call you aunt Nancy?" I asked the old lady standing in front of me "Of course, dear" she said nodding her head with a small smile on her face

“Elder Freya. The… The ‘Silent Elder’.” For a moment, the old man continued to blink at me in that owl-like manner—that was, until I mentioned her nickname. The Silent Elder. That was when he stepped out from behind the bookcase. “The Silent Elder,” he whispered, almost in reverence. “What sort of information do you require?”

Ada Wood put one hand on her chest, and the other hand stretched out to the old woman. "Auntie, I'm not your star. You know the wrong person. My name is Ada Wood. You can call me Ada." "Ada?" The middle-aged old woman lowered her head as if in deep thought and murmured. "Yes, yes, yes, Ada, " Ada Wood explains quickly, for fear that the old woman will suddenly spread it again. "No, you are not Ada, you are my star." The middle-aged woman suddenly raised her head and walked towards Ada Wood with a positive face.

asked the little boy. "The Greeks and Romans," said the old man, "called her a Dryad; but that we do not understand. The people who live in Copenhagen have a much better name for her; they call her 'old Granny'—and she it is to whom you are to pay attention. now listen, and look at the beautiful Elderbush.

The old woman beside her stopped as well, looking from Melinda to Laura, clicking her tongue. “Do you know her?” Ignoring her, Melinda ran toward Laura, locking her in her arms, crying on her shoulder. Laura looked awkwardly at the old woman who now looked sour as comprehension sunk in. “You’re Zheira, right?” The old woman articulated every word, gritting her teeth. Laura shook her head with a rather small smile. “No, I am Laura. Laura Gaunt.”

she said. The old woman chuckled, her voice rough like dry leaves. "Do you? Strange, neither of you asked my name." They exchanged surprised looks. "What is your name?" they asked in unison. The woman's lips curled into a smile. My name is "Lapátasodara Valkà." Elowen froze, the name like a cold wind down her spine. "That name… I heard it in tales as a child. A witch of the old world." The woman's laugh was soft, almost mocking. "it's just a stories, my dear princess, I don't mean to scare you, Nothing more. But I am pleased to know your home valued its moonlight tales."

the short old lady said excitedly as she led the blonde girl to get tent in the back. "Um, thanks," she replied nervously, not really knowing what to say. "Were you able to find out the man's name? Or did you discover his nature?" the witch asked as she sat her down on a low stool. "Um, I managed to get his name," Cassie replied. "Good, good. So tell me the name and I will tell you his nature," the old lady said. Cassie took out the crumpled piece of paper from her pocket. "Sorry, I kind of forgot to read the name," she said as she squinted her eyes to see the handwriting. The paper was snatched out of her hand.

she reminded kindly? "Mother" little Althea called the lady. "Mother Destiny Althea" Lucifer softly reminds the little girl to use the full title. It is considered as disrespectful, if not addressed with the full title. "No brother Lucifer, she looks like a mother to me," the little girl said stubbornly. "Oh my dear girl, you unknowingly intertwined the future of the 3 of us," Mother Destiny said sadly. "What is the meaning of this Mother Destiny" Lucifer asked with fear.