Descendants Evie Crown Novels & Stories

It was a place where the weight of the past met the promise of what was to come an intersection of power, history, and fate. And yet… word traveled fast. Whispers said the last heir of Lunari was coming. Aeryn Valecrow. I had never seen him, but I knew the stories. Raised in the Shadow wilds. A warrior without mercy. A ghost made of smoke and ash. But I didn’t believe in ghosts. Danger was another story, and I believed in danger. "Lady Kaela." A voice called to my right a soft, male voice clipped. It was Erydan, my father's second-in-command. His eyes scanned the crowd. “We were not told the Lunari would attend.”

"Gather the cargo and sink the ship." The merchants were dead, in a salty grave. I didn't need a ship, nor did I feel like hauling it to the pirate colony for trade. Sinking it would eliminate all trace we were there. My crew replied with "Ayes," and went to work. "Desmond, let's get Evie into Thane's cabin. Warm her up," my mother said. Evie laid limp in Desmond's arms. A fist grabbed my heart, squeezing the muscle and prohibiting blood flow. I swallowed down my dread, Evie's chest's steady rise and fall gave me comfort.

"I do not know what you mean, sir. I am just a scholarship maid." Professor Pendelton smiled a sad, tired smile. He leaned closer to me, his wise eyes locking onto my pupils. "A normal maid does not carry the Golden Royal Crest inside her blood. Your family line was supposed to be completely destroyed a hundred years ago during the great territory war. The world thinks your bloodline is extinct. But I know exactly whose bloodline you carry, Evangeline. You are the last true child of the Sun Pack." The empty hallway turned completely freezing cold. The silence between us stretched so tight it felt ready to snap.

On the night of my eighteenth birthday, the Lycan King came to me in a dream. He proclaimed me his fated mate and vowed to make me his queen when I turned twenty-two. Terrified, my father tried to help me escape this fate. Before he died, he entrusted me to his closest allies, a family with three powerful, wealthy sons who became my adoptive brothers. They once fought for my attention, each vying to be the one who would marry me. But that all stopped when they brought home Daisy, an orphan girl they found on the streets. They never spoke of marrying me again. Before I knew it, my twenty-second birthday arrived. A blood moon hung in the sky, and I trembled with fear, crying as I begged my

Jayne clarified Eva blinked a couple of times “ you want me and you to find the men that could have killed us” Eva said with multiple hand gestures, she then held her temple and sat on Jayne’s bed for balance “I know it might be crazy” Eva tried to explain “Might?” Eva said with a risen eyebrow “I need to find out who that person is because whoever it is knows the value of my family crest” “if it is your family crest, then only family should know about it, like your brother” Eva said “The voice sounds familiar but I am sure it isn’t my brother but I need to find him” Jayne

Grey held my left hand and pulled me to the extremely long ticket line. "This stupid ass line is so fucking long and that guy is so slow, we'll probably get our tickets when the carnival closes", the oh-so familiar voice said in front of us. "Cam", he turned around to see me, along with the girl he was with. She was so fucking beautiful by the way; bright green eyes, brown hair and she looked Mexican and very familiar. "Evie, you're here, Ari, meet Eve, my friend and Eve, meet Ari, my new girlfriend", he pointed to her and I shook hands with her. She looked so fucking familiar but I couldn't put my finger on where exactly I'd seen her before.

‘The Emperor didn't say you should keep this matter a secret from her. Venus shook her head, smiling eerily. Langit knew that whoever could save baby Venus from darkness was no ordinary person and, whoever it was, would be a more dangerous threat to her. More serious than just her daughter Venus, the Bizura who is said to be a descendant of darkness.

They mourned him and continue to do so. Someone had to take over now that the King was gone, and the young Crown Prince is doing an excellent job of carrying on his father's legacy. He's skilled at making snap decisions, and he's a natural leader. Not to mention that he's quite attractive. Anastasia isn't the only girl in the kingdom who fantasizes about him. When she sees him pass by, she can't help but steal a glimpse at him. If word gets out that she secretly admires the Prince, she'll most likely be beaten to death, but who can blame her? Despite the fact that he is rumored to be engaged, Anastasia smiles sheepishly whenever his name is mentioned. Even if he isn't enganged, a maid and a

“I have no time for introductions that you already know the answer to… but I can tell you, the darkness is growing, but not only from where you seek it. Choose your king wisely, because, in the end, this may be the start of our extinction. There are forces who will not wish to see the crown where it belongs… but you must rise above that.” He scans the crowds and sky slowly, and no one dares speak. His gaze finally settles on Evangeline. Her heart is pounding, and her expression is surprisingly soft, but there is anguish and pain in her eyes. Is she back? No… Her scent is still the same and from her grip on my arm, the sparks are not as intense as they should be. “Zerachiel…” She whispers to

Troy lightly held Eva's hand, as they both were now seated next to each other, while tiny microphones were being attatched to there dresses. Troy smiled and turned to look at the media representatives. "Thank you so much everyone for joining us at such a short notice. Before you as me anything, let me introduce you to my would be better half, princess Eva, daughter of our late king sir William the third." As soon as Troy spoke up, there was a loud commotion all over the hall. They both could hear surprised gasps and tremedous whisperings.