Celia Descendants 3 Novels & Stories

"What about the old bloodlines? There are still descendants out there. We could bring them together. Combine our power to create a seal that cannot be broken." Kai looked at his son, a spark of hope flickering in his chest. "That is a good idea, Elias. But finding the descendants will not be easy. The old bloodlines have scattered across the land. Some have forgotten their heritage entirely." Darius spoke, his voice thoughtful. "We can send out scouts. We can search the records in the library. Seraphina might have more information. She is the last of her line, but she might know where the others went."

“It is my duty.” “There are other women of good family. Let’s make a pact to find you an alternative. What about a good Vercian?” He was only joking, but then he saw the tell-tale signs on Tyr’s open face. Njord groaned. “What’s her name?” he asked. “Celia,” he said. “She’s a merchant’s daughter.” “You haven’t wasted any time,” he commented. A thought occurred but before he had chance to voice it, his cousin said, “Before you ask, I haven’t bedded her.”

All he cares about is finding true love and living happily ever after with his chosen mate. The only reason why Celia had been with him was because she wanted to get back what was stolen from her family centuries before we were born. You see, there are four families that were in line to become the next king of all wolves after the last king died without an heir. They were the Darius’s, Bane’s, Edward’s, and Conan's. The Banes were Xander's family, while the Darius’s were Celia’s family. Don’t ask me about my family, I’m not a royal, I’m just an innocent bystander that saw a very good opportunity to become royalty, and I fucking grabbed it.

Celia walked up to me and looked down at me, her expression arrogant. "Feeling pretty pleased with yourself now, huh? You've moved into the Steele estate, you're pregnant, and you're Mrs. Steele again." I didn't answer. I just kept eating my strawberries. [Celia sounds so bitter.] [She's totally jealous.]

Celea said to him absentmindedly ' those people are, are they really who I think it is' it was all the people Celea had dear throughout her reincarnations Those people than surrounded Celea " Samuel.., Giana...., Sam,....Carlos, Emir, Giuseppe, Selin, Arthur, Maria, Stefan, Martha, Carmen, Irina, Maison, Elijah, Cameron, Zayn, Amelia, Daniel, Liam, Thomas, Lorenzo, Lucas, Hunter, Lara, Asher, Tristan, Chris, Owen, Reed, Ross, Esmeralda, Corina, Kohl, Alex, Merlin, Azize, Aleya, Hayley

“But your mother married the right hand of my father, Mr. Klide.” Celine’s hand clutched around the arm rests. Because Freea married Klide, Celine was born. She is the evidence that will bring painful memories to the men who used to love the same woman. Therefore, Celine was so puzzled why Harvhey and the two leaders had to keep her alive. Is it because of their friendship? Because they still consider Klide as their friend even if he married the woman who’s supposed to marry the three leaders? She’s not sure if she got the right answer. However, she saw resemblance at the past and the present. If Freea is the direct descendant of the Wen, that means Celine is also the direct descendant of th

"It is not dangerous if he marries the women from Fotia whose blood has flowed the blood of the ancestors of Fotia who decided to join the demon kingdom. However, if it is a girl from a different region. That would be very dangerous!" "Tell me what is the danger? are all of us cursed descendants dying and drowning in hell?" "That girl is from Lithonia!" said Sheera. "What? Lithonia?" "Lithonia and Fotia can't have a relationship!" "I don't understand! but, how do you know if ..." "Sheera had met a girl who had a wedding ceremony with Aiden some time ago. That girl came from Lithonia and it seems that she is not an ordinary human!" "Not ordinary human? what do you mean?"

“She… she's not like that.” “Oh, yeah?” Ildara snorted. She began to unpack the contents of the suitcase; the rest contained only clothes and several necklaces with black stones. “Listen, Venus.” Ildara emphasized when saying the name of Venus. “I'm telling you a legendary true story in Dasina. Amerta is Bizura; his grandfather Giris Druiksa is Bizura; Langit is also Bizura. Then one day, somehow they, Amerta and Langit, were involved in one-night-stand love. And you were born—someone that everyone just knew—Venus the princess of Bizura. The only pure Bizura descendant; not just crossbreed. Then—”

It makes sense they would rely on help from the elite. Celia doesn’t wait for a reply and she motions for us to follow her into the grandeur estate. I match her steps and catch up to her listening intently. So close to her, I notice how petite she really is. Her brown hair is styled in a pixie cut that doesn’t move no matter how vigorously she shakes her head during her fast paced tour of the home. The home is decorated to fit the stereotype of disgusting wealth and is decorated with heirlooms and artifacts that would put a curator in cardiac arrest. We see a grand piano, a Picasso painting, and a red flowing fountain in the garden. The whole house is set up as not a place of comfort but a p

Coleman states while looking at me with a smile on her face. "Did your blood matches her blood, ma'am?" I asked with my calm expression on my face. Mrs. Coleman's smiled at me and nodded as saying it was successful. "Yes, iho. It is a 99 percent related. Is this your lost daughter, Eliza? She grew up beautiful. I can't believe that even she has many bandages in her face yet her beauty cannot even hide. She got your feature huh? What an exact replica of the famous Elizabeth." The doctor can't help but to say. My brows furrowed. The doctor is right. I just notice it now. Caitronia is indeed an exact replica of the famous Elizabeth when she was still young.