Descendants Of Blackbeard Novels & Stories

(William’s P.O.V) Caribbean Ocean, 1835 We have been sailing these waters for a fortnight and have yet to make landfall, we are beginning to lose hope of finding the treasure of Greybeard to break this curse placed upon the families of those who sailed with him. Our family lines have all been cursed with time, we age slowly to the point of immortality. Though Greybeard and his son, my father, have both perished, I need to uncover where the treasure is to reverse the curse that he placed upon us. My first mate, John Drummond, came up to me at the helm with updates on the crews functioning and the distribution of supplies.

She really wanted to have grandchildren soon, she always said. "Mom? Are you serious? Why?" I asked, in a suspicious tone. "I... Dreamed," my mother muttered slowly. "Madam Black, she's come to me a few times lately and scolded me, for always badgering you about mate." "Madam Black?" I asked confused. Madam Black is one of the ancestral descendants of black magicians, who came from the Blue Fang pack led by my grandfather, my mother's father, Edward Moss.

Fin shook his head, “No father, no last name recorded.” Liam spoke next, “I found documents saying two sides of Elias’s story. One says that they confirmed they Luna Raven Blackthorne was pregnant; however, after birth, he died, which looks like it was to go out to all players not in this rogue section of the inner circle, and the other was the truth that they had a Blackthorne heir in their custody.” I stared at the documents in disbelief, my mind reeling from this revelation. Not only had my parents been murdered, but my mother had been pregnant with my brother, a brother who was now somewhere out there, raised by our enemies to be a weapon against his own bloodline.

All the pirates also knelt and bowed their heads. “Oh, right. The people on the ship didn’t die.” Zachber did not dare to lift his head and trembled as he said, “We just sold them to the Black Kiln Sea.” “The Black Kiln Sea?” Andrius frowned. “Where’s that?” Declan immediately explained, “Master, the Black Kiln Sea is a place where trades can be made with the immortal realm, the demonic realm, and the fiend realm. It’s somewhat similar to the black market.”

His expression hardened, and a dangerous growl rumbled from his chest. “Are you sure?” he asked, his voice sharp. “Without a doubt.” “Blackclaw.” He ran a hand through his thick beard, then muttered, “I should have known a Blackclaw was behind this.” “You know him?” I asked, surprised. Grimhold nodded solemnly. “Back in the days of your father, the Blackclaws were part of your inner circle. A wolf named Joseph Blackclaw was on the Elder’s Council, a brilliant man he was, but ambition made him rotten. He wanted your father’s throne, and he made no effort to hide it either. When his treachery was discovered, the Council exiled him, along with his mate… and their young son, Varen.”

" He said. "But surely i know there are also a lot of descendants from that Emperor or whatever. Why not choose from them? " "You have the perfect DNA resembling those from The great Emperor from the Tang dynasty. You are the perfect heir and they need you to bring back monarchy in this country. " "How did you know i have the perfect DNA resembling his? " "Oh! I snuck into your room and I took your tootbrush for DNA testing. " He explained. I frowned. "That's why my brush went missing! it's you! And why do you people even want to bring back the monarch? I've read from books that the monarchy isn't a very good experience for the people. "

“And I pray they keep Napoleon in Elba until he dies.” “I couldn’t agree more.” So far everything was in Gabe’s favor, yet, what his uncle said really didn’t tell Gabe what he wanted to know. “Uncle, I heard a rumor not too long ago that has me greatly confused.” “What is it?” “I heard that you are related to that fearsome pirate, Captain Hawk, who sails on the Avenger, and attacks passenger ships.” “What is this?” Henry’s eyes widened. “Out of all the rumors circling round about that pirate, I’m surprised my name was mixed up in it.”

My dad speaks up, “Years ago, Ironclaw and Blackstone were alliances. This was during my grandfather’s time. During that time, both packs worked together to find the mines. As you know, we did. The alpha of Ironclaw at the time told my grandfather to keep the mines. He gave up his claim and then went into an alliance with my grandfather. Ironclaw went into steel manufacturing. When the next alpha took over Ironclaw, he refused to enter into an alliance with my father. Instead, he wanted ownership of the mines for the next fifty years, but that would have left Blackstone desolate and they weren’t giving us anything in exchange. It created a feud between Ironclaw and Blackstone until I killed

Elder Black had been given a name based on his color, for he was the only black Undead among the Elders. “I was told you were out,” Elder Black stated with a bright gleam in his eyes. The Undead had 12 Elders and while the twelve did report to the Undead Lord, they weren’t particularly close. There were some who competed against each other, and there were also others who preferred to be on their own. The same couldn’t be said about Elder Sand and Elder Black though, for he and Elder Sand were on good terms.

Indigo Shadow narrowed her eyes and asked, not bothering to hide her dissatisfaction. “There was a rumor that the descendants of the Black Dragon Of The East were alive. And that they were in league with The Citadel. But we had found no evidence to support this claim, so we rubbished them as just rumors – until now.” “Are you saying…” “Yes. That’s exactly what I am saying. I am saying that you are lucky to be alive after facing a Dragon’s Descendant!”