Descendants Mal Ben Novels & Stories

“Point is, we've got to do something so we don't end up like that guy, and giving up Jojo is out of the question.” “What if we send the video to the Guerrero guy and ask for his protection against father and son?” Ken suggests. “I think the devil we know is better than the angel we don't,” I answer sadly. Confusion furrows Mallory's features, “What does that even mean?” “It means she's going with the bastard heir, Mal,” Ken says with a duh look. “That makes no fucking sense, Jo.” Mal argues, heat rising to her cheeks, “That psychopath almost drowned you in your bathtub just to rub off your make-up.”

I try to run forward towards Malcome, but Ben's arm wraps around me, holding my back against his chest. "Let me go!" I shout at him, spit flying from my lips with my scream. Malcome straightens his back, wiping his mouth with the sleeve of his suit with a smile on his face. His eyes lock with mine, and I struggle against Ben harder. "You killed him! You fucking monster!" The crack in my voice is evident, and I feel Ben's grip loosen for a small moment. It is enough to slide through his grasp. In an instant, I am in Malcome's face, hands wrapped in the collar of his shirt. The growl that rumbles out isn't mine, but I recognize it as Ben. He is telling Malcome not to fight back, and for some r

Khai said sarcastically. “I mean it. Years in the darkness of that bunker, no sunlight or moonlight…” Malcolm began speaking and gradually became more remorseful as he continued. “I was at my weakest and I thought everything through. Nothing was worth losing dad. I wasn’t thinking straight, I was young and stupid. Full of pride and thirst for power – I thought it would all be worth it but all I did was tear our family apart.”

I don’t blame her for wanting some sense of normalcy and to break this millennia old cycle of loneliness. But I also had a hunch that she was trying to find her way to get me involved in the war, and I had no interest in that at all, and she knows it- I have told her this many times loudly and clearly. Despite that, somehow, I found myself lurking at the battle of Macabantrah. Father said that we shall make our way to the Council meeting as he wants to show Mortereys' unity in front of them, especially now when Marcellus is nowhere to be found. And I am the one who is not fond of rule-breaking – I guess this comes with my role as the celestial who is responsible for the management of the cur

I've known her since we were classmates, and she was the first person to approach me in this class, and eventually Benjamin became our friend. Me, Mal and Benjamin, the three of us experienced how hellish the inferior class is. We rely to each other for five years. Even though I have Venice, who has been my friend since elementary school, Benjamin and Mal are not the same. Our bond is different because of the memories we shared. I smiled by just remembering those memories we shared. Mal Pandora who doesn’t care about the caste system, and Benjamin who never let other students looked down on us. Being with them is chaotic, but it was fun.

Those intense, dark eyes that had always seen too much, understood too much. And right now, they were fixed on me with an expression that made my heart race. "Zendaya," he said, and I hated how my name sounded on his lips. Hated how it made me feel things I had no business feeling, not now, not after everything with Derek. "Malachi," I managed to respond, my voice barely above a whisper. Adrian looked between us, a slight frown creasing his forehead. "Oh, I forgot to mention—Mal's back from Europe. He finished his business degree at Cambridge and now he's taking over his father's company."

‘The Emperor didn't say you should keep this matter a secret from her. Venus shook her head, smiling eerily. Langit knew that whoever could save baby Venus from darkness was no ordinary person and, whoever it was, would be a more dangerous threat to her. More serious than just her daughter Venus, the Bizura who is said to be a descendant of darkness.

They were praised as one of the rarest gems! “What is your name? Where did you come from? Why do you have the Eternal Depths Sapphire?” Exclaimed Israel! X did not not seemed to care for the topic as he mostly disregarded it. “I am X, Son of Kon, last descendant of the Han clan. I do not have much on me, other than that what you see. I did not know that my possessions value was worth more than life. I will say this only once. I have slayed your kin, do not tempt me any further for those left will join him.” X said bitterly.

And with that, he hung up. Malcolm hailed from the affluent Cobain family, one of Florivera's four most prominent families. Abigail knew he was a close childhood friend of Xander's. Picking up a drunk CEO was part of her duties as his personal assistant. With no time to waste, she slipped into her work clothes, hailed a cab, and dashed to Plaid Luxe.

”Malia is the cousin of Raven Whitlock,” I said and scrunched my nose. James squinted and waited for me to continue. ”Raven is the descendant of the first-ever vampire in existence. She’s, um, strong.” I said and scratched the back of my head. ”Fuck,” he said as he gritted his teeth and turned around as he dragged his hand through his hair. But then he stopped, slowly his body turned to face me and he took slow, menacing steps towards me.