Cruella Descendants Novels & Stories

Zarek, the beast, let out a guttural growl, his lips curling back into a snarl. “You took what was mine, Alpha. The Omega is mine, and I’ll have her for myself. You can’t stop me from completing my mission.” Cruella’s blood ran cold with the words that hit her. She didn’t know who Zarek was, but one thing was definitely clear, he was after her, and Liam wasn’t going to let him have her without a fight. The terror that had settled in her chest only deepened as Zarek’s eyes locked onto hers, a predatory gleam in them.

After all, fighting over a man was never worth it. Yet at the same time, Carmilla announced that Clarise will be the one inheriting the family business of fashion designing, the family brand and legacy will soon be led by her, the youngest heir of the family. Carmilla didn’t want to continue the family legacy any further, as she prefers to let Clarise continue it for her, for Clarise has better expertise. While all that Carmilla wants now, is to live a simple and quiet life with Cristopher, her beloved, her partner for eternity.

I insert my letter into the slot on the gate and it automatically lifts upwards and I walk through, it closes back in my wake. A huge female clad in leather suit smiles at me. She is a shewolf, I can sense her. "Anna Fairchild, we have been expecting you." She spreads her hands wide in show of excitement before dropping them to her sides. "I'm Claudia, vice principal war and physical control, welcome to Mooncrust Academy; a school dedicated to training werewolves who posses Alpha and Beta blood. But I'm an omega.