Auradon Descendants Novels & Stories

Hadrian could only lower his head hatefully; he never thought that anyone would remember his lineage… he had been running the show for so long, he himself had forgotten that he was not a Zumerong by birth. Neither Linus nor Edgar were in a mood to respond; they were overwhelmed by the joy obtaining their son who they thought was long gone. Both older men lowered their head as they wiped tears of joy before straightening their back; the faces of the younger ones brightened with awe and surprise as they saw an older version of themselves walking in, majestically. Only Jack’s eyes widened in shocked surprise as he looked at Jerome, his shock was in a good way, his uncle remembered…. There was n

KENDRICK POV I paced the study like a wolf too long in a cage, each stride a poor attempt to burn off the unease building inside me. Kaiden stood by the hearth, arms crossed tightly over his chest. Stefan leaned on the desk while Andrea perched on the windowsill, her eyes locked on the symbol we'd all seen burned into Astrid's hand. "This can only mean one thing," Andrea finally said. Her voice was low, grim. "Astrid is a descendant of the Keepers."

he strolled down the trail. Warren kept pace beside him, "So why didn't my dad tell me about his side of the family?" "Our family believed in the fantastic. My mother, your grandma, was a Wiccan priest. Your grandfather, Georges's father, died in a car crash when George was six. Shortly after, Twyla Vandal met Liam Tagma. He was a career soldier." "My grandma Vandal is a descendant of Troy?" It surprised Warren at first until he remembered the first eidolon belonged to Helen of Troy. It made sense a woman would carry the heritage.

"The symbol belongs to a bloodline that was believed to have vanished generations ago." My heart pounded. "What bloodline?" Maelis leaned forward, her voice dropping to barely a whisper. "The Aurelian line. They are the descendants of the Moon Goddess herself. They were the oldest Alpha family in existence." I shook my head. "That's impossible, I am an orphan. Nobody ever came for me, nobody has ever claimed me." "Because someone made sure they couldn't." Maelis reached out and took my hand. Her fingers were warm and steady. "Your wolf, Auren. When did she stop responding?"

When he looked up, he saw his friends surrounding Adina at the top of the stairs. His gaze turned even colder, and he walked up the stairs swiftly. Despite being surrounded by eight men, Adina did not appear distressed or troubled. She surveyed all the men surrounding her. Trent Sunderland, the second son of the Sunderlan family. Eilam Walker, heir of the Walker family. The eldest young master of the Caddel family. All of them were the upper-class of the upper-class. Four years ago… No. Five years ago, before the accident, she had met all of them before.

I thought. “What about you Tristan? Are you from here?” The day had been long, and my body was exhausted and even so, my mind was too excited to even fathom sleep. So much had happened in one day and I was eager to learn more about these two men who had pulled me from prison. “I am. My family came here many centuries ago and made Andora their home. The ScarClaw Leap, Clowder, Clan – whatever you want to call us – are a long bloodline of record keepers. Historians if you may.

She was Wade’s granddaughter, Kate Klein! “There’s unrest in Kiyoto!” Wade took a sip of tea and sighed. “The last remaining bloodline of the Kleins, Andrius Moonshade, has fallen into the hands of the Swallows. I’m afraid the last branch of my older brother is coming to an end.” Even though Wade and the head of the Kleins had a falling out in the past, their bloodline had not changed. He still felt sorrowful when he heard that Andrius was captured.

She asked Eugenia looked up at her with a small smile, "We show respect to the descendant of the High Warlock, it is customary to do so. "Audrey's confusion grew, "What do you mean by descendant of the High Warlock?" Vladimir interjected, "Your bloodline can be traced back to the High Warlock who lived centuries ago. But you are the direct offspring of the real high warlock." He clarified. Audrey was astonished, she had never heard of this before. She looked over at Hercules and May, who both had a serious expression on their faces.

“You don’t know your history. No one really knows their own history. Estrild had three daughters before she married Sabius, and we are descendants of Estrild.” “And you said my blood is useful-” I furrowed my brows. “Why?” “You ask lots of questions for an useless witch,” Claudine said with a frown. “Shut up.” “I have been here for Freyr knew how long and-” I sighed. “It is alright,” Orna said. “You are a descendant of Azura.” I gasped. I couldn’t be… how?

I asked him. “Yes, I do. The RRaidersare my ancestors ,but now we are known as the Donovans ,but I have no idea who the Adairs are.” He tells me. “At least we know of one ,and they don't ,and that's a start,; theycan't get their hands on the Darkhold,; they'vetried once again to get it ,and I'm pretty sure they'll try again. You need to find somewhere else to keep it, somewhere safe ,and you need to warn your family and not just the immediate ones,; everyonecarrying the name Donovan needs to be on high alert.” I say ,and I raise my head ,and he's just staring at me.