Descendants Long Live Evil Novels & Stories

Malen inclined her head in a greeting, her hand already starting to move in a quiet welcome. “You’re late,” Solenne said, her voice echoing faintly. It wasn’t a reproach; it was simply an observation. “We came as soon as the bell rang,” Kieran replied. Solenne’s fingers moved over a sigil interface. A map appeared in hovering light above the table. Rough plains, broken cliffs and a winding valley carved into the earth like an old scar. “Location: Eloir Valley, which is remote, sparsely populated, and with no outposts nearby. Three days ago, a villa was annihilated. An entire family has been massacred.”

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he concise. “Just what the hell are you?” her distorted voice is filled with anger as she shouts. “Not what, who! For I am Chief Taruziva Chikanda and this is the last name you shall learn and be grateful, for you are the only one who has survived this long after hearing my name!” “So, you are a descendant of the man responsible for my death back then? I shall repay you with the same kindness that your ancestor showed me!” “Try you worst, demon!”

"I will annihilate mankind, the resurrection of demons will soon arrive! all of you will perish, be gone! I will crush you until your bones are shattered. All of you will perish ..." ***

I might be the daughter of a Beta and I grew up upon my father's brutality and learned how to be strong on my own but the twins were a pain I didn't know how to handle. "Curse the day you were born, Raven!" Julian's voice could still be heard though I was far enough for him not to chase after me. The day I was born was already cursed long before he even said that my mother had passed on my fifth birthday and I was always blamed for if I hadn't been so stupid the chandelier wouldn't have dropped on her and she would still be here. "That's one hell of a run." my fist was already mid-air ready to punch. "... Woah! Calm the hell down tigress!" George chuckled even when he knew that he was a few

Just hollow space. What did he do to you, I thought, chest tight. What the hell did he do? “We’ll get her back,” George said. “And then we’ll fix whatever’s broken. You, me, Evie, the whole pack, we’ll put her back together.” “If there’s anything left,” I muttered. “There will be. She’s Freya. She’s tougher than Viktor Ashford. She’ll come through this.” I wanted to believe it so bad. But I’d seen the bodies. Seven descendants. All powerful. All prepared. All dead.

All he can hear was the sound of a kid crying for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." The voice of the little girl sounds familiar, Doctor Morgan was in fear that moment, but he tried to keep calm despite the creepy scenario. He tried to looked around but he can see nothing but the blinding darkness, he heard the voice of the kid, chuckling, laughing and crying out for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." "Who killed you?" "Mentris... Mentris.... He will come to kill you Doctor Morgan!"

His mansion proved too small to accommodate the influx of supporters, forcing them to convene amidst the enigmatic woods surrounding his estate. "Brothers! My brethren! I extend my deepest gratitude for your presence, for llanswering my call with honor. A profound and malevolent force has loomed over us for far too long, leaving nothing but destruction in its wake. It possesses but a single purpose. Death! Yet, the time has come to eradicate this evil from the very fabric of our existence. A millennium has passed, and a thousand years is more than enough for evil to prevail. The time has come for us to rise against it. However, make no mistake, my brethren, this battle we face shall be the e

Nellie answered confidently. “Correct, thank you Lady Locke. As you all know those three she just mentioned are the known descents. A descent is a person who is born or has the blood of these mystical creatures. Except of course for the god descents which have received the blessings of the gods, they are not offspring of god but only people who received their blessings. Though god descents do not have the blood of a god in their body they considered as the most powerful descent since their bodies are blessed with embers. Embers are the essence present in the realm of gods that supports the existence of the mystical creature and serves as their life force.”