Captain Hook's Son From Descendants Novels & Stories

So I sent her uncle to execute her instead. ​But Karma was a cold-hearted bitch. The traitor of Howlridge had lived long enough to raise a shield against me—Caleb, my son. There was no need for a DNA test. I was as certain of his bloodline as I was of my hate for Seris Sullivan. ​“Mr. Hawkins,” the CEO’s voice peeled me back from my churning thoughts. ​“Yes?” I asked smoothly, anchoring my expression as I met his gaze. ​“Do you have any questions about the terms and plans for this partnership on the marketing end?”

He directed her to a big table full of food and told her to look for “Hookfang” It turned out Hookfang was a one legged pirate captain who appeared to have many stories to tell from his days as a pirate even though he was born as a ghost. Everyone in the grave realm looked like they were from so many different places and times and despite being born ghosts, they all had stories from where they would have lived.

Smiling at me, he then rubbed his thumb on my lower lip while I stared at him with teary eyes. “And I know you aren’t an omega. You are a rogue. You don’t remember your pack and it happened because your parents left you when you were an infant. That’s why you are hell-bent on saving your child because you don’t want your baby to suffer the same way you did. But I assure you I will never let you down. That child is Xavier Hunt’s son and he will live a king’s life. I promised you.” He asserted and pecked my lips.

Memories resurfaced as he recalled the former Alpha and his daughter, both lost in tragic circumstances. "Wasn't the Alpha's daughter killed along with him?" Higgins recalled the memory, a flicker of curiosity igniting within him. Astoria began to rise and sober up. "I am Astoria Nefario, the rightful next in line to the former Alpha of the Nefario pack. His only descendant that he hid..." She revealed her true identity, her voice filled with determination. But Higgins remained unmoved, even if she were to reveal herself the Luna of the pack.

I study their faces, memorizing the details that the television wasn’t able to capture. Behind me sits Silas, Luca, Matteo, and Dominic. Sebastian, the third eldest, sits behind the wheel. All are the biological sons of the Obsidian Pact Godfather while Sebastian is the only adopted one. He’s the strongest candidate to take over the mafia leadership when our father passes. “Let us buy you gifts for coming home, Stella,” Dominic calls. “Yes! You deserve nothing but the best,” Luca adds. “It’s okay! I’m happy to return to my family,” my eyes gloss over and tears threaten to fall from my eyes.

Giselle suddenly exclaimed, startling everyone. “The reason the second son of the Capter family committed suicide was because he knew he was not Mr. Capter's biological son. Having received boundless love from his parents and living with an adopted brother for years, this son knows the difference between an adopted child and a biological child. So when he found out that he was not Mr. Capter's son but her own, he was completely devastated. Maybe because of that accident, someone sent DNA back to the family and this Captain got the news.” “How do you know that information?” Ronal asked curiously.

There were ducks swimming on the lake while pigeons were on the ground pecking on the concrete floor looking for food i guess. I sat on a bench and leaned on the back rest. That guy has been following me for a week now, he introduced himself as Shan Zhao and that he was working for the imperial family. I almost laughed when i heard that, but he told me he was serious. I tried to be serious too and decided to listen to whatever he has to say which i shouldn't have done, what he said next was what made me laugh, rolling on the ground. "You are the descendant of the great Emperor. And the imperial family needs you. " He said.

Immediately, Dad handed over to me as the new Capo dei Carpi, tigger, attacked, biting the very finger that fed him. I might be my father's son, but I'm not my father. I slaughtered his men like rams till he ran out of New York. There are crimes we don't consider likely, and one of them is betrayal. Tigger would have to pry New York out of my cold, dead fingers before he took control.

He, too, had spies everywhere. For many years, his father had been a Commodore of the navy and one of Napoleon’s supporters. The commodore didn’t have a clue to what his sickly son had been doing with his life. Especially after the old man thought he’d killed me. He took advantage of his father’s ignorance and made friends with those his parent wouldn’t approve of. The old chap hadn’t been in his life since Marcus was a young lad, which was the reason he had become a pirate. Indeed, revenge was sweet. “Captain Hawk.” Simon strode across the yard wearing a satisfied grin. He tied a leather strap around his hair, which stopped the wind from blowing it in his face. “The prisoners are secured do

Her eyes met mine as she playfully turned around and I smiled at the portrait before Elena turned around to look at it. It was one of me, her, Hana, Killian, Ezra, and Lia. And though Killian wasn’t a direct descendant of the D’Caprio family, Donatello had agreed that he would claim him as his son. It was something that even Maria was thrilled about, and knowing that her sons were all here by her side, she didn’t ask for anything else. "What is this?” Lia asked, her eyes watering as she took sight of the portrait. “Our very own descendant picture.” I said, looking at my mate who smiled. “Now we are officially going to be remembered until the end of time…”