Descendants Mad Hatter's Daughter Novels & Stories

I followed the group outside, feeling a little reluctant. I reflected on the glimpse of Beatrice I had just witnessed. As we walked out of the building toward the front of the main one, a Maserati entered the courtyard, casually parking without any regard for rules. A glamorous woman stepped out of the car. After getting out, she removed the sunglasses from her face and looked at us arrogantly with an air of superiority. This must be the legendary Hazelyn Marrow, daughter of the Chandler family.

“She was merely a stray I permitted to walk beside me for an hour. Do with her as you please.” With that, the old wolf turned his back on her, scurrying toward the gambling tables as if she were a plague-bearer. “Do you know my lineage?” Madison bellowed as she was dragged toward the exit. “I am a daughter of the Lawson House! My father will have your heads for this!” Lucas didn't even blink. He took a slow sip of his wine, his expression bored. “I care nothing for your house or your name. Tell your father he is welcome to come and argue with me personally.”

She nodded, her eyes shimmering with unspoken words, and began to speak. “My mother was the Mad King’s niece,” May began, her voice steady but tinged with unease. “She wasn’t a direct descendant, not by any stretch. The bloodline was distant, diluted, but she was still a Moonchild. That much was undeniable.” Her words hung in the air, heavy with implication. I said nothing, letting her continue at her own pace. “We didn’t have compulsion or any of the Moonchild abilities in my lineage,” she added quickly, almost as though reassuring herself.

“Kill me? Charlotte Hart? Do they think I’m some weak little girl they can conspire against? Let them try.” Her sharp smile faded but was soon replaced with cold smirk. Jimmy lowered his head, both out of respect and unease. He knew better than to underestimate Charlotte’s wrath. She could be a killing machine if she wished. She was true heir of Nicholas’ Hart. Nobody knew what the heir of Nicholas Hart looked like… some believed that it was Nathanieal (Leon) Hart who inherited the mafia from his father but nobody knew that it was his eldest daughter. With a steel resolve, Charlotte turned to the window from where she could see Sebastian lying unconscious. “They thought they could get rid

"Why do you keep treating Beatrice like that? If you regreted how you handled things with her the first time all those years ago, why did you keep being a jerk to her even after mom passes away?" My father remained silent, looking down in to the glass he was holding. I let out a sigh and ran my right hand down my face. "I found my second chance mate." I commented. My father immediately snapped his eyes back to mine and I could see a small fliker of hope in them. "You're serious?" He asked, a smile slowly crawling up his face. "It's Mina. Haden's daughter." My father's smile quickly disappeared and he leans back on his seat.

He nodded. “She made sure the child got away safely, and since that time no one has ever been able to find any of her descendants, but not for lack of trying. Many want the curse reversed after all. But you” he paused, looking for the right words. “You know of her, without us telling you; you see her, and you have her silver hair. I’m betting you are a lost descendant.” Oh. Oh. Shit. So what did that mean then, were my parents also her descendants? Did they even know? My world was getting shaken up like a bad bag of shake and bake and I was less than thrilled.

Matilda's POV After briefing Lydia about our plan and how to free her brother from Olivia, she suggested someone perfect for the job. Kate Madson. She is the daughter of Henry Madson, another rich, powerful and influential man in the city. His wife passed while giving birth to Kate and ever since he had not married another but doted on his daughter. There have been multiple scandals where people suspected he was having an affair with his own daughter because of how close he was to her. Well, very few had the privilege of seeing the face of his daughter as she always wore a mask when in public or in front of the cameras with her father. He never cared about those scandals. He did nothing abou

Even Leo was stuck the same. "Shit!" She muttered because she was the only one that could still move. "Sigh. I need to know who made this!" I whispered to myself, knitting my eyebrows as I looked around. "Show yourself! We are not enemies!" She shouted that echoing around. But she looked like speaking in the wind because no one replied to her. "I'm Hillary! Hillary Montreal Vermont! The only heir and the granddaughter of Filicia Mordov Vermont!" She introduced herself loudly as she could.

"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.

This gotta be the most trending news in all of UK and beyond at the moment. She was awestruck by the lady's aura, beauty and charisma as she talked, but she wasn't the only one who felt that way. "My name is Scarlett Heidi Grey and I am the Legitimate daughter of Late Paige Grey and Chairman Grey." Even though they were watching from the TV, they both could feel her compelling aura and there was no denying the fact this mystery lady, meant business. As much as they were awestruck by her, what they and every other individual watching this live broadcast couldn't understand was the way she introduced herself.