Old Lady Names Novels & Stories

He said, and I was a little taken aback that he knew my name. My heart skipped a few beats, but I held my courage intact. “I have taught her that manners matter even if she is old!” He said as he walked to the table. Speaking about the lady, she looks young, like my age, and the old man calls her old. What does he mean? For someone of his age to call her old. That is absurd! It is not making any sense. “Her name is Sarah; she is the right hand of the Lord! I am sure you know his name! Lord Ratu!” He said it like he was doing some suck-ass introduction to the family.

" Hey sweetie. What's your name". " Aasha". She chooses to not say her full name while being with other men. " That's a beautiful name". Said the old lady as she stared at her with a pinpointed stare as she spoke. " Your beauty is reminding me of my youth dear. You are really pretty. Be careful. Beauty attracts possession ". The old lady said still not taking off her eyes as she sipped her drink while her thoughts wondering how a lady can be this beautiful. For a word like beauty, she can easily stand as an example.

"She is a perfect example of a Lady's maid." "May I also know your name?", Erin asks humbly. The way the old lady speaks has left an impact on Erin. And it's reflecting in Erin's voice now. The old lady chuckles. "No need to be so humble around me, miss. You can see me as your own. And my name is Polin Walter. I am a pure vampire." "Pure?" Erin's surprised voice catches Polin's attention.

She was about to stand up but the old woman immediately gestured for her to keep sitting as she walked closer to Leah. Leah frowned when she saw the old woman's face. She looked familiar but Leah couldn't pinpoint who she was. The woman quietly sat beside Leah and looked at her with a gentle smile on her face. Leah's eyes widened once she realized who she was but she couldn't remember her name. She slightly opened her mouth trying to recall her name until... "Georgia." The lady said and Leah nodded. A smile made its way on her lips as she nodded at the lady. She was around her forties back then, she looks a lot older now. Ten years have passed. "Do you remember me?" The old lady asked and Le

An old man demandingly said. "Hush Cristopher!" The old lady said. "Hello dear, my name is Irina," she introduced herself, "The old man there wearing glasses is Aldrich, this is Gretchen," She pointed to the old lady holding a cane, I waved at her and she delightfully smiled back, "And him, the man who was rude to you just now is Cristopher. Feel free to ignore him, we would very much understand if you do." She said, clicking her tongue.

She broke into tears as she spoke. Lord Thorold? I was familiar with that name. Thorold was a wealthy noble with a lot of land and property. However, he had a strong penchant for beauty, and his character was questionable. Judging from what the old lady said, I suspected that her granddaughter Lily might have fallen victim to Thorold. If that was the case, even if the security office found some clues, they probably wouldn't dare to trouble Thorold. "Don't worry. I promise I will help you find your granddaughter."

"And what's so funny, young ladies?" "Maybe you should ask her surname instead." Nessa suggested. "My dear, If my old brain could wrap around different names in my head then I wouldn't have to lose the smallest word games with my grand-pups." She replied. "But I'm sure it doesn't forget that of the royal family." The Old Woman's brows creased before her eyes widened. "Oh, my dear! You little cute thing has grown this much!" She exclaimed joyfully and I was quite surprised at her reaction. Doesn't she hate me like the others?

I started laughing after her. Well, to my surprise – she launched herself over me while laughing. I didn't know what to do, besides I was too happy to ruin the moment - so, I ended up hugging her too. "So, Evanora … Is your name? I heard the old lady calling you that." As I mentioned to the old lady, the smile on the young girl in front of me faded away. "Yes, it is. My name is Evanora. My mother named me after her sister's name for some unknown reason. The old lady, my grandma - her name is Agatha."

"My Lady, here is Aurora." The old woman stood up from where she sat and turned to face them, staring straight into Aurora's eyes. "She is truly the one." The old woman said. "Who are you ma'am?" Aurora asked the old woman. She felt drawn to her, and the way she smiled melted Aurora's heart. "You are from my lineage Aurora, my name is Evanora, but you can call me grandmother." The old woman finally said her name to the surprise of Oracle. "I asked Oracle to bring you here, but first of all, are you a twin?" She asked.

Octavia growled, not seeming at all intimidated by the fact that Lilac was older than her. “Tigers… Always so cheeky…” the old lady started rolling her eyes, until something in Octa's face seemed to catch her attention, after a minute of concentration, she raised her eyebrows “Hey, I know you… You're that same woman from years ago, that I saw coming out of…”