Descendants Cj Hook Novels & Stories

"Do I look that desperate to you?" "We all know the clauses of that goddamn will, Dante. I am sure you are cooking up a storm in your head. You have three months till your thirtieth birthday. And if you don't have a bride till then, then you will lose everything to some goddamn foundation." Maybe it was not a bad idea to tell my sister what I have been plotting. I had no doubt that she was on my side or not but I just needed to be sure her conscience didn't get in the way. "But Fiona is not the woman for that."

He was the monopoly of Iron Ridge, a man who had traded his marrow for a seat at the table of scavengers. He looked at Kael—at the broken, white-haired ghost—then at my stone-fused arm, and finally at the blood-stained pouch I had dropped onto his turbine-desk. "I don't usually trade with ghosts, Phoenix," the Hook said, his voice a flat, dead line of professional ruin. His jaw, a rusted copper plate, clicked as he spoke. "And I certainly don't trade with a Mother who’s already half-stone. That arm... it’s a radiation hazard to my inventory."

“Aurora - ” “Wait, I’m almost done. When we made landfall there were just seven of us left. Stefan and I, along with four female descendant children, and one Scythian women. She wanted to take care of us, but emotionally she was broken. She lost her husband back on the plain and her only child had died aboard the ship. When we disembarked, she disappeared leaving us to fend for ourselves. I was twelve that year and Stefan was just ten. The other girls were even younger, and we were all alone in a new country, a new world, so we quickly became a family. After what we witnessed aboard that ship, I made the decision to live as far away from humans as possible. I was the oldest and carried the s

He didn’t blink. “There’s something buried beneath our bloodline. Something they once called a gift. But it’s not. It’s a curse. We see too much. Feel too deep. Remember too long. And the Descendants — they use that. They take children like you. Like Tristan. They dig their claws into your memory and twist it until you forget who you are. That’s what they want for Cara.” The voice crackled.

Lord Henderson had not lost his thoughts, as he only continued to string them together concisely. “Now, we know that the descendants of the Ming Clan are working in tangent with the Han Clan, with out question. We must prepare to visit Lord Vasquez. I am almost most certain that Lord Vazquez has an important part to play in this escapade as well. Why else would the the descendants of both clans head north?” Lord Henderson said calmly. He knew that Transcending Ice Crystal was the relic that tied with clans together. This was his major discovery that he had mentioned earlier. It would be no surprise that his illustrious group had been decimated, as both clans have been pursued to the brink of

Only if their daughter had joined them. _____ (Thoughts) Not all the endings are happy, but are not sad either. Apparently, I wanted to show the three phases. One, when the mother dies giving the birth to a baby, two, when both are alive and the last, if the mother is saved but not the child. Although reactions vary from person to person and I only showed what I perceive. So that's the ending of HOOKED! This story did not had a cold arrogant and rude billionaire but a hot handsome, sweet and understanding lead. Someone who makes the heart flutter and cheeks blush, rather than just sending shivers down the spine.

"Yes, there are a lot of things going on. I'm a descendant of a god, right? so, I don't have to keep my promise to the demon!" ***

I didn’t even know where I was going, but I kept walking until I got to the creek I had been forbidden to ever go near, since I was a child simply because I would take up too much space and the other kids wouldn't be able to play or swim freely. But just as I was about to take off my shoes and walk in, something…no someone, caught my attention. Xavier, the future Alpha of Mooncrest. He looked so peaceful as he glided through the water. I stayed hidden so as not to disturb him and hoped that he wouldn’t catch my scent but just then he stepped out of the water and I quickly looked away, heat rushing to my cheeks before curiosity got the better of me. I honestly wished the moon goddess would gi

DJ innocently asked. "Yes, son. Grandma is just happy and surprised to find out that CJ has a sibling," Rod answered and lifted him up. I looked at DJ's reaction, but he seemed fine with being carried by his dad. When Attorney regained her composure, she approached CJ. She gave him a hug and a kiss. If CJ, who's usually grumpy, is handsome, so is DJ. His eyes are more defined, which I know he inherited from his grandma—from Attorney. He has thick eyebrows like his dad's and an angelic face, fitting for his happy-go-lucky personality.