Novel & Cerita Descendants Mad Hatter's Daughter

"Not just that, she was the first daughter of the first daughter of the first daughter, and so on…. All her descendants have been only and only first daughters of the original first daughter bloodline." My beast and I unraveled the meaning of the words that boy had just thrown at us. Did that mean Amira was…. "She is a direct descendant of the first wise one," Avo said, as if reading my thoughts. "One of her great great great great.....grandmothers was the first daughter of the first wise one, as was her mother, a first daughter, and as is she. All of Omerta and Amira’s grandmothers were first daughters. Just as you are the direct descendant of the first werewolf."

Holy sh*t! It was Mr. Zabel’s daughter, Adeline Zabel!

"How can you just hit someone?" The manager and security also reacted and rushed over. "Are you all blind?" Zelda raised her head proudly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm Zelda, the second daughter of the Brown family, and Henry's fiancée." The manager was shocked and looked at the security chief. They did indeed hear about the joining of the Patrick and Brown families. Zelda was the second daughter of the Brown family, wo was engaged to Henry. There were rumors years ago about Zelda mistreating Melissa.

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Hattie's POV. *"Make me as undesirable as possible. I want him to detest me and choose my other sisters instead"* Those were the words I said to my maid Leia when she came to get me prepared for the selection event. I am Hattie Stalin, the eleventh daughter out of twelve girls. Yes, my mother had twelve girls and I was the least favorite. For some reason known to only them, they hated me. My sisters hated me too. They treated me like I didn't matter, like I was some piece of trash.

Mom kept quiet and stared at her husband. "Yes." he replied quietly. "Don't give it to them Charlie, they're bad people!" Mom sobs grew louder. "If I don't, they'll kill us" Dad snapped. “Well we can complain to our Alpha!” Mom cried in a high pitched voice, her eyes looking crazed. “Oh don’t behave like you don’t know everyone’s scared of them!” He scoffed, sitting up. "What's it they want then?" Annabel asked now. "They're coming." He replied flatly. "Annabel and Laura, get ready, they're coming to take one of you." And with that he left the table, his food completely discarded.

Do you want something? I shake my head and she smiles, walking back upstairs. "Wait... Where's my mother?" "In your father's office. I give her a smile and cover it up, catching the kitchen's fate as she disappears from my sight. Pretend dementia and I ignore all the looks I'm getting and settle into the chair next to Mom, we're all gathered around the table like a close"knit, perfect family. They are all here, including Peter and Aurora who left the hospital three days ago and came straight to the enchanted castle, adopting her old room with her husband. She had a cesarean section, but since she did the whole recovery procedure correctly, she is practically recovered and preferred to come h

Perhaps, aside from the misery of never getting to drain her blood down my guts, it’s the impeccable features she so meticulously inherited from Morgana, the descendant of my worst enemy. Mona Arlert…the only Hunter to have ever gotten me cornered singlehandedly as she did many other powerful Vampires during her reign. Her daughter is just as formidable and overwhelming. Likewise her first granddaughter, Erza. Their esteemed lineage has never faltered to birth an elite Hunter. “Shut the door gently on your way out” I instruct her flatly and she obediently responds, “Yes, sir” As the door shuts after her departure, I lower the old cringe romance novel from my face and train my scrutinizing ey

She also wore exquisite makeup. If one didn't look into her eyes, no one would know she was crazy. Dennis guided her through the crowd and led her to the stage before picking up the microphone. "Hello everyone, I'm Dennis Potter. For this year's anniversary celebration, I have a very important announcement to make. "This is my mother, Skyler Miller, who is the Larkin family's true matriarch and Chester Larkin's first wife. "The previous matriarch, Iris Lindt, was an imposter. She took over my mother's identity and status and even had an illegitimate daughter and son with Chester.

she said, her tone sharp with determination. She’d piqued Dexter’s curiosity, a spark of unease flickering within him. To be in Maverick’s inner circle, a person had to offer something valuable. Autumn, for instance, was the granddaughter of the reputable Helena Dawson. Helena, who had rescued her family from bankruptcy after her husband’s death, was revered; her legacy was alive in her only legitimate grandchild, Autumn, who bore a striking resemblance to her.