Descendants Evil Queen Daughter Novels & Stories

Said the queen. The woman rolled her eyes and glared back at her, "you are still on it? I can't believe that… you won't give up, right? You are nothing but a delusional bitch who needs to be asleep forever with the rest of your victims who got killed in the holocaust. You disgrace me… I feel alienated being your daughter." Elisabeth yelled at the queen.

“I don’t understand why this incident reappeared after hundreds of years. The weapon of eternal sleep was destroyed hundreds of years ago. Along with the destruction of the Dark Witch of the underground. If it is true that this is the weapon of ‘eternal sleep,’ then it means Queen Obelia is a descendant of the underground dark witch who managed to escape death.” Queenie’s eyebrows frowned. In her previous life, Queenie had no interest in learning about anything. She’s a spoiled princess who was always interested in fashion, jewelry, and beauty. The fact that she was the sole heiress of a kingdom as big as Bright River didn’t motivate Queenie to make herself strong. A fool Queenie would never

I was surprised that a woman had anything to suck at all. “I’m not your pet. I’m Imeela Precoza, daughter of King Desmond and Queen Sadira. The one that you’ve been hunting for the past decade and failed each and every time. My mother warned you before you murdered her that you would only sit there temporarily. All of those who remember my parents and their spirits, don Eidathdatay. I’m here to end your reign of terror and abuse. I AM HERE TO RESCUE MY PEOPLE!” I called out loudly.

everyone else gathered today. “I am Danika Jove, the late Fae Queen’s first daughter, and I shall become your new Queen.”

“Say it!” Eryk closed the distance between them in two strides, his hands gripping her shoulders with desperate intensity. “Yes!” His voice thundered through the room. “You are the daughter of the Blood Queen. The last living heir of a dynasty that nearly burned this world to ashes.” Blue staggered back as if the words had struck her physically. The Blood Queen—the name she’d heard whispered like a curse, the monster mothers warned their pups about. A queen whose hunger for power had drenched kingdoms in blood.

The elder replied, "Custom demands that the Queen be buried on a full moon, and the next full moon is only a few days away. Only after the Queen is buried shall the next successor be announced." Out of curiosity, I asked, "Who is the next successor?" The chief guard chimed in, saying, "It's you, my lady, since the Queen never had any children." The elder interrupted, revealing, "That's what everybody thinks. The Queen had a child during her younger days, once mated to the dragon king, and they had a son together." I questioned, "Where is he? How come I've never seen him around?"

He inquired with concern. Queen Suna let out a smile, she wrapped her hands around his neck and smiled sweetly at him, "I am a good witch and my family hunts down wicked and evil witches. Unfortunately, her mother was involved and I had no other choice but to get her killed" she paused, "If I had known that she had such an evil daughter living under this roof for so many years, I would have had her killed at once" her eyes flickered with evil.

It would make the truth that our Queen has been lost to us for all eternity all too real, and I’m barely holding my shit together as it is. “Brother…” Nova whispers, returning to my side empty-handed. “The other offspring.” Combing my blood-stained fingers through my hair. I lean over my bonetta and delicately extract our final offspring from her uva. Another female, but this one looks a lot like her mother and not so much of a Kindred like her older siblings. She is smaller, and my brows pinch together when I realise that the chill in my hands is not from my dying twin-hearts but from my daughter.

his voice boomed through the hall, shaking the very air around them. "You left Olympus without word, without permission, taking my daughter into the mortal world where she could have been harmed. Do you realize the danger you put her in? Do you realize the disrespect you have shown to me, to this palace, to everything we stand for?" Hera stepped forward, her posture straight and her head held high. "We went to learn, my lord," she said, her voice clear and steady despite the anger in his words.

"You call her a stranger, marked and dangerous. He walked down the steps from the throne. Each step deliberate. "Tell me, Helena, bronze, and the rest of you. Have you been so old that you don't remember anything?, or do you choose not to?" Elder bronze frowned. "What are you _" "She is not marked by unknown magic," Arden said. "She is the descendant of the strongest queens in werewolf history. Queen Althea, queen Mireille. Queen sera of the white fang. The women who built the first alliances. The women who ended blood wars, the women who swore oaths to protect your fathers, the women who sacrificed their lives to save our species, who created the peace we all enjoy now."