Descendants Mad Hatter's Daughter Novels & Stories

That blurry picture he had of Summer was his wallpaper. "It's clearly her!" he said firmly. "Hey, who was that girl?" Terrence had only caught pieces of the incident and didn't really know who was involved. "Oh, if it isn't Mr. Dincht! What a coincidence! Were you here for some fun, too?" Someone recognized him. "I was. Who was that woman just now?" Terrence didn't recognize the other person at all. "You don't know? That was the sole heiress of the famous Hartford Group, the only daughter of the great actress Kristen Woods, Summer Hartford."

“It was such a cute little puppy and it looked so harmless.” Laughter erupted around her like a flame catching dry grass. The other trainees chuckled and whispered loudly to each other. “That’s not even the worst part,” one guy called from the back. “There’s no way she is really the Alpha’s daughter. I mean, come on. Look at her.” Another chimed in, making it even worse for me. My cheeks were already burning and they were red as fire. “Her mom probably cheated. It all makes sense why the moon goddess cursed her with that runt of a wolf.

" Heather walked slowly toward Charlie and slapped him across the face. She didn't hold back against that scumbag. Then, she raised the paper in her hand and announced, "Willow Harper is my daughter. She's the rightful heiress of the Chapman family."

Serena decided to end the event even though the reporters kept asking but they didn't care and chose to end the meeting. Philip escorted Helena safely back to the back. However, a question thrown randomly by someone stopped Helena in her tracks. "Aren't you Jimmy Frazie's wife?" When that name was mentioned, Helena's heart beat fast, and her anger peaked. "Then why did you appear as the daughter of JF Group? Where have you been all this time?" The question was asked again, and her voice sounded curious. Helena did not turn around but could feel the commotion behind her.

With a voice that was suddenly loud and full of pretense, she continued, "Oh, Hazel… look at your expensive dress. How tragic. But perhaps this is a lesson, isn't it? Sometimes, something borrowed will never truly fit. Just like the position you've forced yourself into." Whispers began to hiss through the crowd. Scarlet looked around, ensuring her audience was listening. Everyone stared at Hazel; no one knew who she was, but Scarlet’s commentary sparked an immediate curiosity. The word spread quickly: she was the daughter of Leo Sullivan’s secretary, raised in the family only out of Sullivan’s "charity."

“But, I’m Ophelia Gregor, Daughter of the Crescent the heir and the direct descendants of the Moon Goddess.” “You know,” Priscilla said, a hint of mockery directed towards Bernard. “You have got a lot of explaining to do, right?” As always lady Priscilla doesn’t show much of a reaction, almost as if she was anticipating it from the beginning. And apparently, Ophelia wasn’t the only one who noticed that.

She was fucked pretty much. “Fabulous. Can’t wait,” she replied, “I’ll be on my best behavior.” “Your life depends on it figlia. Follow me. The Mad Hatter awaits.” Amberleigh took a deep breath and followed her father down The Rabbit Hole. There was no fucking turning back now…

I said dismissively. He shook his head when I said this, "I never said that I wanted to do that, I really don't care that much. I just think you're wrong for thinking you're the only heir. You know, a while ago, Diana brought a baby back, and she has refused to say where she got the baby from. A few days ago, some people arrived in the clan. It was Naomi, followed by two werewolves, one of whom is apparently the daughter of Mira. With a daughter and a possible granddaughter of Mira, do you still think you're in line?" Arthur asked me. He didn't hide the fact that he was mocking me now, and his eyes carried some excitement.

Arianna said sadly. “But why do you want them to get rid of it?” Hannah asked “Because it belongs to my daughter,” Ariana said and paused. “Your daughter? Where’s she? I would love to meet her” Hannah said smiling. “She's dead,” Arianna said and Hannah opened her eyes wide in surprise. “Oh my goodness!! I’m so sorry, I didn’t know you had a daughter. I’m so sorry” Hannah said and Arianna smiled. “You shouldn't apologize, it isn't your fault. Her name was Cinderella McKenzie. She's so beautiful like you. She has your eye colors and everything” Arianna said and sat on the bed in the room.

Gemma asked, her body shivering slightly “That this second born child, was born to have her line continued but not as a powerful FAE. You see, the first born daughter was to be the Astrid after her mother. Even more powerful than her mother actually and so she would be seeked out, her line murdered for their power. The second daughter, by the name of Lily, lived. She grew up and it is her line that went on until you’re mother Lily and father Peter” “So, I’m the direct descendant of Lily? That means I’m not the Astrid? Wait...what happened to the first daughter?”