Descendants Cinderella's Daughter Novels & Stories

“Well, as the decades passed and we entered the 20th century, characters like Dracula emerged but they were nothing like the real vampires. Characteristics like changing into bats, sleeping in coffins, and being repelled by garlic were nothing more than someone’s creative imagination Gabriel, you know that. We knew then that if people had discovered the real vampires the stories would have been very different. I can only assume that after the plague they all died out and none were never discovered.” “So, you and your sisters are the only five living descendants left in the world?” “No, there are others,” she told him. “I can feel them out there somewhere. Their vibration is faint, but I know

My wolf said. As seconds pass, the heat, the fire, the bones shifting. Muscles pulling tight. I cringed, hand clutching my chest. She’s coming… My vision blurred. A low snarl echoed in my mind. “You should calm down, Silver. I am trying to connect with the spirit.” And from across the square, Elder Mira turned to me, her blind eyes suddenly glowing. She walked toward me, moving faster than her cane should allow. She touched my cheek. “Silver Colt. The Cursed child born under the Blood Moon eighteen years ago.”

This time, her smile wasn’t sweet—it was full of something darker. She stepped closer to me. Way too close. There was no one else in the hallway. It was just the two of us. She lifted the collar of her blouse slightly, showing a golden necklace hidden underneath. A mark of her family, the sign of her bloodline. She looked down at me like I was dirt under her shoes. “You know, Aria,” she said softly, “I’m much better than you. I studied abroad. I have the best qualifications. And, most importantly, I’m family. I’m the cousin of the Alphas. Which makes me more important here than you’ll ever be.”

I was able to merge into the background, smiling, and being happy for my cousin as she married the man of her dreams. I was throwing those shoes away as soon as I had the chance. High heels were going to be my downfall. No wonder Cinderella left her shoe on the palace steps when she ran away. The darn things were impossible to walk in.

Evan leans in and kisses me softly and then stares into my eyes as he says, “I don’t know what I would do without you, Claudia. Thank you for living this life with me. I’m forever grateful for my Cinderella.” I can’t help but laugh as he takes my arm, and we go join the party. Tomorrow has its own worries. For tonight, I will enjoy celebrating my only daughter and the love between me and my perfectly imperfect mate.

Worried that her baby will fall, Rosa takes a few steps forward towards her baby until the baby falls into her hand. “Yay! Good job! Well done!” Rosa picks her up and kisses her baby cheeks several times. “Wow! Damia! You are so genius!” Jess clapping her hand. She is happy to see Damia's new skills. Damia gives them a proud smile and suddenly she leans forward and pointed at the stairs. Hinting Rosa to look downstairs. “What is it? Is it your new friend? Or the grandma’s visiting you?” Damia always will tell Rosa if she met new friends and is also very excited when the grandma’s that they had met at grocery stores before visits the café. Rosa follows her command by walking towards the half

that we can do to change the past but if we keep on dwelling in the past then we will never move forward and we will never be happy Xander. We are bringing a baby into this world! We have going to be parents and we have to move forward, we have to find happiness again within each other and overcome this darkness for our future and for the future of this baby” she offered encouraging words. “You are right, Cara. We need to be stronger” I said. “Yes and besides Emma is still with us in spirit. She wouldn’t want you to be sad and continuously beat yourself up even after doing everything that you could,” she said, confidently. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Xander if it wasn’t for this bracelet

She deserves whatever comes her way because she's just a gold digger like her mother. "She deserves it, Father. Why would she think we would mate with someone like her?" Walter said. "You're telling me she's mated with every one of you? Is that true?" "But we will never accept someone as low as her as our mate," Alfred concluded. Our father started laughing. "You all are stupid enough to think you have a right to reject her? Do you not understand what is going on here?" "What do you mean?" "You all know you are affected by the curse, and the only way to break it is through your mate. It's not every day that one girl gets mated with different men, especially not brothers. Do you know the grav

Arianna said sadly. “But why do you want them to get rid of it?” Hannah asked “Because it belongs to my daughter,” Ariana said and paused. “Your daughter? Where’s she? I would love to meet her” Hannah said smiling. “She's dead,” Arianna said and Hannah opened her eyes wide in surprise. “Oh my goodness!! I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you had a daughter. I’m so sorry” Hannah said and Arianna smiled. “You shouldn't apologize, it isn't your fault. Her name was Cinderella McKenzie. She's so beautiful like you. She has your eye colors and everything” Arianna said and sat on the bed in the room.

"I don't know. I just thought you might like this since I noticed you're really into baggy shirts?" Daeira grinned at him. "I feel like a Cinderella with a personal fairy god mother." "Cinderella?" "You know that Disney princess who has glass slipper and turned from maid into a beautiful woman with glittering gowns through the help of fairy god mother. But only until midnight." "I'm the fairy god mother, huh?" he smirked. "Looks like it," she said. "Well, I would rid of these clothes at midnight too." he teased. "Yah. Don't you dare." she pouted while crossing her arms around her chest which made him grinned at her.