Descendants 2 Ben Novels & Stories

So please, Ethan, do whatever it takes to keep Hazel safe. I promise to keep you updated on our progress here at the Serene pack. Until then, know that I'm doing everything in my power to find a cure and put an end to this nightmare once and for all. Take care of yourself, and take care of Hazel. Your brother, Arnold." -

The enchantress announced before giving Alpha Romero a meaningful glance. The leader of the pack nodded while his wife, Calliope gently and assuringly squeezed on his arms before letting him walk away to present himself in the middle of the crowd. “With that being said, I, Alpha Romero Muller, leader of the Crescent Walkers announces my plans of carrying out my legacy towards my first born son, Morgan Muller.” Morgan’s eyes widened in disbelief as he heard the news straight from his father’s lips. He momentarily felt happiness surge into his heart before a thought hit him.

“I guess it’s time to get to work.” Ben pushed himself up then grabbed his bag off the floor and went back downstairs. Yesterday’s storm had knocked down a tree and broke out a few panes of window. The glazier was due to deliver the new glass sometime today, so Ben was using the opportunity to spruce up the home before the owners arrived. Maybe if he did a good enough job, they’d ask for him to come back since he already knew it so well. He didn’t know much about them other than they were descendants of the Parker family, one of the oldest bloodlines among the supernaturals on Earth.

he concise. “Just what the hell are you?” her distorted voice is filled with anger as she shouts. “Not what, who! For I am Chief Taruziva Chikanda and this is the last name you shall learn and be grateful, for you are the only one who has survived this long after hearing my name!” “So, you are a descendant of the man responsible for my death back then? I shall repay you with the same kindness that your ancestor showed me!” “Try you worst, demon!”

“Now listen -” “What you’re doing is wrong Gabriel. These descendants pose no threat to you or to humans. Quite the contrary in fact.” It was that word again. Descendant. Descendant of what, he wondered. “The way you think of yourself is also wrong, but it is not your fault. You should have been educated in our ways. You should have been mentored, although your hunting is quite unique. I’ve never come across a vampire that tries to kill, what he thinks, are his own kind. Not in all these years.”

And the remaining four Second Tiers—Calum, descendant of the Command Sergeant Major; Marco, descendant of the Corporal; Damiano, descendant of the Specialist; and Jacopo, descendant of the Master Sergeant—quickly caught up with the new structure of the organisation of the family business. Ben, being my PA, was settled in a corner, taking care of my blind spots. ***** I was at the back of the limousine as it sped back to Lux Corp. “Everyone seems satisfied to me,” Ben replied, his voice in my ear. “I’ll draw up the contracts and fix another meeting for the endorsement.” “Sure.” I paused and asked, “I thought you said you can’t make it for this meeting.” “Your wife wants me there—can I say no?

It was older, more deteriorated, its hull eaten away by ten years of saltwater corrosion. A research submersible. My son Robb’s submersible. Griffin's craft, in its final descent, had come to rest right beside where my son had died. They were together at last. Father and son, side by side, in the dark of this abyss. "Maren?" I had gone quiet for too long. Brody's voice came through the headset, careful and tentative. "Are you okay? Are you in position?" "I am." I stared at the two wrecks lying next to each other and did not speak for a long time. Finally, I activated the mechanical arm, and the salvage operation began.

says Brent. “Oh come on,” says Damion, exasperated, “The suspense is killing me. Spill the beans already.” Brent looks at Lilia and then Lilia looks at Tyrus and Damion, “It’s me. I am the descendant.” There is pin-drop silence in the room as Damion and Tyrus gape at Lilia open-mouthed. Lilia knows that they are finding it hard to believe. When it comes to it, she herself couldn’t completely believe it yet.

She asked. “Nothing yet” Blink replied. “Are you serious about what you said Bernard, tell me you’re joking” Anthony said. “ I wish it was but it isn’t dad. Hudson and Alvara are the second generation Fenris Twins” Ben replied and Anthony’s face gloom in a horrific expression. “ This is bad, no, this seriously can’t be” He mumbled to himself. “ Do you know what this means, Ben? “ He asked in a scary tone, making Hudson and Alvara swallow nervously.

- Dessa the group of Dessa, Bhlezy, David, Jimboy, Raymart and Art are currently running towards the 2nd floor to meet up the group of Uncle Bobby "i hope Papa is okay"- Dessa "i hope that my father also is safe"- Bhlezy -------------- Dessa POV We are currently running to go back to the 2nd floor soon!! *BAGGGGG!!!!!!* "what is that sound!"- Dessa "the building also shook a little!"- Raymart "we need to hurry!"- Jimboy all of us increase our speed in order to arrive sooner until we arrive at the 2nd floor! the regular zombies are already dead at the 2nd floor and the one that is remaining standing was the TANK