Descendants 2 It's Goin Down Novels & Stories

he muttered and I nodded. “They've been destroyed," he muttered. "I know,” I mumbled and took another drag from the cigarette. “And the cameras?” I puffed out smoke as I inquired. “They have been restored," he said. I got up, dusted my pants and shirt, then threw the cigarette on the ground. "Don't crush it!” The shrill voice of the lady I had fucked rang in the hall. I raised my head, my brows cocked in question. She smiled widely and descended the stairs, her brown wavy hair bouncing behind her.

Isang boses na parang pinaghalong bulong ko at ng kanyang sariling boses ang umalingawngaw sa aming utak, direkta mula sa loob ng aking sinapupunan. "Father..." the child spoke through the "Sync," the digital-biological hybrid laughing inside my womb with the exact, multi-layered resonance of Julian Moretti. "The Descent is waiting. Open the gate, or I will burn her from the inside out." (Watch out for Chapter 268) 💬 Add to library | Drop your Comment/ Reviews | Send Gifts Thank you readers.

At the sound of my voice, Mom's eyes snapped open. "Leanne, you're alive?" She looked from the charred corpse to me, standing there in one piece. Her expression held no joy, only confusion and shock. "Mom, what's with that look? Were you hoping I'd die?" "N-no, that's not it..." She stammered, her brain clearly struggling to catch up. Finally, Adam steadied himself enough to ask, "Where were you? And who is this pregnant woman in our house?"

He was in quite a good mood, unlike a certain someone who was lost in the mansion. Ji AnLing was going downstairs from the other side of the curved staircase which led her to another section of the mansion. She walked and walked till she saw a creepy looking door. The first thought that came into her mind was to ignore it. But the door's decoration piqued her interest as she opened it. The door made creaking noises as it opened, she peeked inside the room and thought that it resembled the props of a horror movie. She closed the door again but quickly to prevent those creaking noises but alas.

Raven Kendrick's heels clicked against the polished marble floor as she walked through the sound echoed off the walls, a steady beat that matched the rhythm of her racing heart. She hated coming to her father's office and the feeling of being trapped in this sterile, soulless environment. As she turned a corner, Raven caught sight of the reception desk, where her father's assistant, Mrs. Jenkins, sat typing away on her computer. Mrs. Jenkins looked up and smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

The future was bright, and they were ready to embrace it with open hearts and strong spirits. As Ava and Tyler stood side by side, watching the sun rise over the forest, they felt a sense of purpose and determination like never before. They knew that leading their pack wouldn't be easy, but they were ready to face whatever challenges came their way, drawing strength from the legacy of their parents, Jax and Andrea.

Like a young pup, she leaped perkily before casting her gaze down bashfully. “It’s too much… I didn’t mean for you to take it seriously.” Overcome by emotions, Wendy nestled in Terence’s arms and choked in sobs. “Thank you, Dad… Thank you, Mom. You are the best.” She lifted her chin, her eyes glistening in happiness. She turned to Allen. “You’re coming along, right? It won’t be the same if you’re not there too, Allen.” Allen kept a sweet smile on the surface, but deep down, there was this sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Because this Core Feather was as or even more important than the Beast Core. Generally, Demonic Beasts would die if their Beast Core was destroyed, unlike humans who would only lose their powers and become ordinary humans. However, Firebird was no ordinary Demonic Beast, its potential was at the highest level among other flying Demonic Beasts. Firebird was a descendant of the Phoenix and this bird also had the ability to resurrect from the Phoenix. So Firebird can still revive even if its Beast Core is destroyed. But Firebird will truly die if its Core Feather is removed, as the Beast Core is the source of its resurrection ability.

Nigel stuttered. “Yes.” Cyrus nodded. The six rich second-generation employees who were called “trash” and “garbage” fell to the ground. Their legs had all turned numb at the same time. All of them were grief-stricken as if they had just lost their parents. “Twenty-million-dollar projects…? That’s impossible…” Nigel murmured blankly. Cyrus noticed their expressions. He could not help but ask curiously, “Is it that difficult? We just need to work hard, no?”

Brody had someone translate it. "Water pressure exceeds projections... Frame showing deformation... I'm aborting descent... I repeat, aborting descent! Returning to surface..." Then came a dull, muffled crack, like something being crushed under immense force. After that, there was silence. All three teams were gone. Not one of them had even laid eyes on the target submersible. At 2 AM, Brody shot out of his chair. "Maren, look at this." He turned his phone screen toward me. It was a live satellite feed. Griffin's support vessel was moving toward the target zone.