Descendants Cinderella's Daughter Novels & Stories

Kenzie found it with a few keystrokes. “Yes, she is. Lenora was a direct descendent of Ezthamus Hecatheem, the second born daughter of the original witch family. Kenzie certainly is part-witch, making her a hybrid just like me. Those lilac eyes of hers that you all told her was a side effect of the poison showed that her magic was a witch’s magic instead your kind.” Zane looked at Kenzie carefully, and I could tell that he truly had not realized. “She kept that from me.”

"By reason of the Trial of Blood and Fire, which has never been completed in hundreds of years by anyone, not even you, Katharina, nor any other High Witch — we now finally have a true heir, chosen by our ancestors — vested with the spirit of Florence Dubois." "Annabeth Dubois is the true descendant of Florence Dubois. So, Katharina, it is treachery even to dare to call yourself the High Witch!" Katharina's mouth gaped in disbelief. Then she began to laugh hysterically. "It is only in death that I shall relinquish my status as the High Witch," she snarled, daringly. Then she tried to attack Annie with a ball of fire, but water intercepted her from the left. The impact of the two elements gav

And clearly, her sudden appearance was for one reason only: to scold and humiliate her. “You… already know?” Emma forced an awkward smile, pretending to be innocent. “How did you find out? I was going to tell you after your trip.” “The internet is flooded with it. You think I’m blind and deaf?” her mother sneered, her voice dripping with scorn. “The whole world knows your so-called dream marriage with ‘Prince’ Alden Helen and ‘Cinderella’ Emma Susan lasted less than two weeks. I don’t need your confession—the truth is right in front of me.”

Presently Princess Bellona, daughter and only Descendants of Moon Goddess. She walks down the aisle; she is wearing a black gown with a high slit, exposing her freshly shaved leg and her smooth skin. The up part of her gown is off shoulders, the black gown flows beside her in heavy waves. Her white hair is straightened and is falling down her waist silky, her makeup is done to perfection. The eyeshadow highlights her purple eyes, her lips coated in red lipstick. She looks strong and powerful, her back straightened, her shoulders high and her head straight and forward.

And I've sworn with my life that if I find out that something else happened to my parents or someone killed them, I would repay whoever it is ten fold because my parents were my only backbone. "What are you doing here, pauper?." I heard a lady's voice resound behind me and it jerked me out of my thoughts. "I'm sorry, I didn't know y'all were here." I said as my eyes scanned the lake. Some of the classy ladies of our pack were having a bath at the lake and enjoying the moment of their life. Gosh, I thought I would be able to have some moment of silence. When I'm running away from people, I always stumble on people and the worst part is that it's always the worst people.

On her wedding day, my adopted daughter, Sophie Bennett, runs off after transferring the 300-thousand-dollar down payment her fiance, Ethan Carter, has saved for their new home. A few days earlier, while sorting through her old belongings, she discovers her adoption papers. After reading too many stories about domineering billionaires and runaway heirs, she is convinced that she is the long-lost biological daughter of a billionaire. Determined to reclaim her place among the elite and marry a powerful man, she steals the down payment and spreads lies online, accusing her adoptive parents of imprisoning and abusing her. It isn't until my biological daughter appears before me that I reali

“I thought the line had disappeared years ago, the last known descendant was living in Northern Alaska, but their pack was wiped out by hunters. There hasn’t been a known Triple Goddess for more than a hundred years” “Are you trying to tell me that you think I’m some kind of god” Zee laughed. “Oh no my darling, you are not a god” Mum chuckled holding Zelena’s hand, “You are the chosen daughter of the Moon Goddess, you are a descendant of the first daughter Selena, that must be why you were given this name” “But how, my father is just a human?” “Yes, darling but what about your mum? The Goddess is passed from mother to daughter. What do you know about your mother?”

The recent incident made Lina a little unhappy in her heart, she did not return home, she was completely unworthy of Dyan, everyone knew that she was an orphan from an orphanage. It's not that there isn't a story about Cinderella, but you forgot that Cinderella is also the eldest sister in the family! The more Lina thought about it in the room, the more she felt that something was wrong, just now she should have held back, in fact it was better not to go downstairs to meet them.

“Well, then, you know.” “I know what I’ve read. In my experience, that isn't necessarily the truth.” “I’ll have to agree with you there. But… it’s probably pretty close. Anyway, Ella Sinders Verona is legally dead, and now I’m Cindy Grimm.” “But you don’t know who Cindy Grimm is.” Fae read her mind. “No, I don’t. And therein lies the problem. How can I be a woman I don’t know?” “And how can you go back to being the woman you used to be, the one you were comfortable with, when she’s gone?”

"I know you are the exact daughter of my friends because I ran the DNA tests the first time you scraped your knee on the estate gravel. You are 100% Elena’s daughter. And you are the only piece of her I have left." I stood up, the room spinning. "So this whole thing... the internship, the Will, the brothers... it was all just a way for you to 'reclaim' the woman you lost? By forcing me to marry into your bloodline?" "I am securing your future, Ella," he said, his voice rising with a frantic, obsessive edge. "By marrying a Blackwood, you finally become what your mother was supposed to be. You complete the circle." I backed away, the horror of it settling deep in my marrow. I wasn't an heir. I