Descendants Evie Crown Novels & Stories

As we walked home, Evie rambled excitedly about her eighth year birthday coming up in a month’s time, and I tried to control myself from crying because without a cure, Evie was going to die in a month's time also. Evie suddenly went silent, and I glanced at her with concern. “Mom?” Evie said quietly, “Can daddy come for my birthday this time? I promise, I'll be good?” Evie rarely asked for anything else. This had always been her only wish—for her father to be present for her, but Eric was never present. Eric Cross was the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, and my mate. Alpha Eric hated Evie because of me, and Evie was really suffering because of it. She had always craved that fatherly affectio

It’s resignation. “Because she’s his granddaughter,” he mutters. The silence that falls over the basement is absolute. Harvey pushes off the wall slowly. I freeze, fist still raised. “Repeat that,” I growl. Marcus swallows the taste of blood in his mouth. “Claire is Richard Ashford’s granddaughter. Because Evie… Evie is his daughter. His blood daughter.” The floor seems to shift beneath me. Harvey takes two steps forward, eyes narrowed. “Explain. Now.”

She announced. “Oh, why didn't you say that before?” Beta Pete articulated in interest and he leaned himself forward, waiting for her to continue. She swallowed the lump that made itself home in her throat and voiced out the next words. “I believe Roxie has something to do with the Luna Queen Nevaeh.” It was like she dropped a bomb as both men instantly went silent and looked at her as if she had grown an extra head on her shoulder. “You are telling us Roxie is the reincarnation of the historical Luna Queen?”

He was gentle with me, way more than Ellie, so he is like a father to me, but Ellie always fought with him when she saw him being gentle with me, saying that if father discovered this he would be pissed, that I needed to train and not to be spoiled. My book of destiny is blood-red with golden details, black pages with the letters in white and the title is my name, "Evie", like every other book of destiny. It's the story of a cold-hearted crown prince called Davey Hadassah with a dark past and the sweet-hearted Grand Duke's daughter called Lexie White with a lovely family and a good childhood. A differential thing about my book of destiny and the books of destiny' of other Immortals, it's the

Most importantly, did a man assault her, and if she could still accept the inheritance? “Yes, Mother!” Evie started telling her story, starting from when she first entered The Spirit Cage. First, she met Soleil, a direct descendant of the Alten family, who broke up the nine-member team, leaving only five of them. Then, a man rescued them. She thought she had met a good person, but unexpectedly, she fell into another trap. In the end, David bought them at an underground fair. This time, she did meet a good person. After listening to her daughter, Queen Isa did not speak, and nobody knew what she was thinking.

I said and hurried away, making my way to the hallway that leads to the living room and kitchen. My name is Elsie Crown, I am 22 years old and the heir of my family, but I don’t think I am anymore. After the death of my mother, my dad remarried my mom's best friend Emilia and Emilia told me I was not the biological daughter of my father. She told me that my mom was a whore who slept around with different men and when she got pregnant with me, she pinned it on my dad.

Advisor Gus had said that I was special, that I possessed unique abilities that passed down from generations to generation in my bloodline. But I'm afraid that I possess nothing significant. Even after I totally severed my bond with Kyran and broke the seal placed on me, I still haven't been able to exact my true potentials. Evie walked over to my side, picked up a scroll and glanced through it. I exhaled and fell back on the rocking chair. It rotated under my weight. I let it. “I think it would take time,” Evie said, when I turned to face her. She was dressed in a simple grey pant, and white top with a grey denim Jacket.

the voice rang out, “it is hereby announced that King Earic of Ancnix has passed. By right of blood and succession, Prince Gregory Forstfang shall be crowned King of Ancnix at midday tomorrow.” For a moment, neither of them moved. Kailee felt Zayden go completely still beneath her, not like a predator poised to strike, but like someone whose footing had vanished. His hands loosened, then tightened again, as if he didn’t quite trust his body to remember what it was holding. “Tomorrow?” Kailee whispered. “That’s… that’s not—” “He would’ve told me,” Zayden said again, the words brittle now. “If something happened to his father—if the crown was coming down on him like this—he would’ve said somet

Some people took photos, while others started livestreaming. An article started to trend. [Hoills, the Lycan Chairman, has announced that his sister has returned to his side and promised that her pup will be his sole heir.] After that day, Hoills and his team of lawyers sued Gerald and Jelena to reclaim every real estate, savings, and even the antiques and jewelry my mother had left behind. Whenever Hoills accompanied me to my prenatal checkups, he treated me much more lavishly than Gerald and Scott had ever done.

They all stood at quite a distance from me, and all made sure that their eyes were downcast. "Listen to this important announcement, all of you," I said. I looked over at each of them until my gaze rested on Evie, who kept biting her plump lower lips. "From today onward, I appoint Evie as the head of servants for this mansion," I let out. All the heads that were bowed got raised immediately.