Descendants Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She smiles and motions for me to keep walking. “Are you a descendant?” I ask. “Yes. We share the same father. Both my parents were descendants. When my mother died, My father remarried and Sunnie was born. She wasn’t always bad?” she tells me. “Sunnie was left out of a lot. Descendants are very ritualistic people. Well, We were until we got trapped in the void. You got us out. You saved all of us with your light.” “Key, I do not remember anything. I have fragments and that is it.” I reach for her. “I want to remember everything.”

However, some people will do anything to achieve great authority and fortune because of greed and unlimited ambitions no matter how hard it is to obtain. And possibly, because of all of these uncountable conflicts, the only left and the last member of the Royal Council of this particular Kingdom and with the Highest Council members made the speculative decision that has ever made in the history of their realm. They made a decree to search for the lost last descendant of the Royal Family for a limited period of fifteen years, and after that, if not found then they will decide for the next beholder of the Royal Crown to continue its Legacy of Rulership and Lineage to start a new era of the new

Devyn and Arlo wanted to go to the chocolate fountain so I let Dalton take them to the feast table. “Those kids are pieces of work. They wouldn’t stop playing in the shower.” I blew my hair out of my face. Desiree chuckled. “They’re excited, of course! They’ve found their long-lost siblings.” She said dramatically. “And now you’ve also found your long-lost prince charming, who you’re going to have a happy ever after with.” I slapped her arm gently and laughed. “We’re just friends right now.” She held onto her chest. “Ouch, friend-zoned. But, keep on keeping on, sister! You better let him suffer to get that thicc ass of yours.”

Placing 5th at the Twelve Descendants. Side Characters: • Yael Suarez. Former Head of the Final Disposition. Member of the Death's Legion. • Dianex Suarez. Yael's younger sister. Crimson considered her as her younger sister. • Nikaela Santiago. Eldest daughter of Augustus Luciano Valencia. Refused to follow her father's step. • Charles Jaiden 'CJ' Aviar. Eldest brother of Knythe, Nix's fiancee. • Calista Luxea. Archaios' batchmate from college. Former ally of Crimson and Archaios.

For the first time our spirits burned singular as one creature split irrevocably no longer but sealed perfectly whole. No words passed between us three with voices or even glances. Where our essences brushed, communion flowed swifter and surer than clumsy speech. Vera's grave features softened, seeing the transformation etched in our auras clear as any visible sign. "Behold sacred prophecy realised - the fated union reborn!" Her ringing cry brought answering howls from the distant pack, joyful chants of blessing raining down upon us. We are the Descendants of the First Twin Mates. And we'll Carry the prophecy as willed.

Paige teased as she tapped them on their foreheads. Her subordinates smiled sheepishly and announced that they were going back to work immediately. “Me too! I’ll do my best to finish my task for today. I can’t wait to get home and read the new chapter of my favorite fanfiction!” “Yeah, I can’t wait to continue. I’m still at chapter 300!” “What are you talking about?” Paige asked with curiosity. “It’s a popular fanfiction about Mr. Cedric and Ms. Maia. Its title is ‘Will You Marry Me, Again?’”

Instead, she sighed in relief and caressed Xander’s face. She faced me, waving her hands at me. “I am still alive, Aurora, I didn’t die,” she said, her eyes glimmering in happiness. I forced a smile into my face and hugged her. I glanced at my sisters who seemed to be in shock too. “Why isn’t she dead yet?” I asked one of my sisters silently. “Perhaps, the descendant dies and leaves the body it is living in. Elena is different from the descendant. The descendant only took up her body, just like the beast took up Xander’s body,” one of them explained to me.

Xander again nods. "Who is the beta's descendants?" Xander sighs. "Since I found out the cursed skipped me, I've been doing some digging and found out that Jerry Desmond is Beta Kirk Desmond's descendent," "Jerry? As in Julia's mate?" Xander nods. "You mean Dominic and Bane will have the same mate?" "Yes," "When will the curse end?" "When Caliana chooses a Caputo of the Demond's," "After all these years, she hasn't ever chosen a Caputo?"

she said, glaring at him. “They refused to comply. I guarantee you if all alphas can surrender their pack to me, I won’t have a reason to kill them. Come on, we are the first Descendants Of Moon Goddess, and we are equally powerful and in a way, immortal. You are already 1000 years old and still looking 20 years old,” he said.

This game would never end, even if he had to drag them all down to hell with him. It was because she knew him that she came up with this. There was nothing more important than staying alive. He didn’t know how, but she had somehow managed to get all their descendants to compromise. “But they had gotten so much from their grandparents! How could we allow them to get away so easily?!” Quincey said, unable to accept it. Their predecessors had committed such heavy sins, but the descendants didn’t need to bear any responsibilities because they were all dead. Just then, there was a knock at the door.