Descendants 2 Mal Hair Novels & Stories

Chapter 5️⃣ ❤️ Two Monsters ❤️ Ironblood Kingdom: King Malgron sat on his throne, looking every bit the immortal tyrant he was. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was maybe in his late twenties or early thirties at most. Handsome in that sharp, dangerous way that said "I could kill you and look good doing it." His long shoulder length green hair was left undone and freshly combed. He looked more like Kaelithra's older brother than her father, which was just one of the perks of being over a thousand years old and immortal.

Danny I closed my eyes as I rubbed my temples after just getting off the phone with Mariah between her cursing me out, threatening me, and worrying about me and still dealing with this situation with Malia I felt like I was going to lose my mind. I was getting a headache earlier and now it just got much worse. I opened my eyes as I heard a sound nearby, Malia had just come back into the room. She was no longer wearing a robe but a long-sleeved sweater and some kind of pajama pants, her hair was flowing down her back and she looked even more amazing. This was the first time I’d seen her hair down in a long time I almost forgot how beautiful she looked, I almost couldn’t stop staring at her.

It wasn’t uncommon however, Mylo’s uncles were twins and polar opposites, and even his brothers Malcolm and Mayson were easily identifiable because of their physical differences. “Linden,” the dark hair boy boomed as he introduced himself, nodding at me as he reached out and shook Mylo’s hand, “I know we’ve met a few times, but it's a pleasure to meet your Luna and heir as well.” His hair was a curly kind of wave much like Mylo’s that he had cut short and eyes as piercing as his mother's. He was still young but on the cusp of getting that manly bulk to him like his father’s.

She continued to spout insults and contempt about Amira but immediately stopped when she saw her daughter’s face turning sour. “What’s the matter?” she asked, immediately sensing that what was about to come next is something she wouldn’t like to hear at the very least. “Mother…” Edana called out. Her voice trembled with obvious anger as her eyes turned red. “Prepare our warriors. We’re going descending down to the mundanes,” she ordered. “Edana? Why? What was the message about—“ “I should have that golden boy to myself, mother.” “Edana? What are you gonna make of that silly boy—“

Jessica threw the stick at his nose again. Mr Malcolm tried to jump on her again, this time I didn't take it lightly, I jumped head first and opened mouth, sank my sharp fangs into his hind legs. Mr Malcolm retreated while growling and limping. I turned to Jessica and caught her scent again, she had a human scent. Mr Malcolm must be out of his mind. "You!" Jessica began to throw sticks at me, "I knew you were a monster. With that weird blue hair and eyes. Stay back before I tear you apart."

I locked the cables in place and checked the load-bearing points. "Brody, both targets are secured. Ready to lift." "Copy. Beginning ascent." I piloted the submersible upward alongside the two hulls as they rose. Light gradually returned, degree by degree. I watched the two silhouettes hanging from the cables the entire way up, one on each side. One had been down there for ten years, and the other for three days. One was my son, and the other was his father. When we broke the surface, the sunlight hit so hard that I had to close my eyes.