Descendants Quotes Novels & Stories

he said sarcastically. "And you have such great power yet you can't use it" he tsk, throwing Junes head to the side and slowly walked up to me. "It's to bad you are dying today and the legacy of your forefathers won't continue.. you are dying today FINAL DESTINATION " he smirked.

“No, I am a many times removed descendant of a deity.” “Like gives birth to like, you are a deity babe,” Damien says. “And don't sell yourself short. From what you said, each descendant is stronger than the last. You are powerful. Oh, Willow must be out of her mind to have pulled a stunt like this and also losing you,” Fredja crows. “Yeah, she must be very disappointed,” I say.

"Yes, there are a lot of things going on. I'm a descendant of a god, right? so, I don't have to keep my promise to the demon!" ***

She smiles and motions for me to keep walking. “Are you a descendant?” I ask. “Yes. We share the same father. Both my parents were descendants. When my mother died, My father remarried and Sunnie was born. She wasn’t always bad?” she tells me. “Sunnie was left out of a lot. Descendants are very ritualistic people. Well, We were until we got trapped in the void. You got us out. You saved all of us with your light.” “Key, I do not remember anything. I have fragments and that is it.” I reach for her. “I want to remember everything.”

“I think I got this talent from my third grandmother's inheritance.” “Huh? How?” Venus said didn't understand. “What do you mean by the third grandmother?” “My grandma’s grandma’s grandma,” Virzash answered confused. Apparently he saw the blank expression of Venus, because he then explained, “My grandmother has a grandmother. Well, my grandmother's grandmother has another grandmother. That grandma is what I mean.” Shad chuckled irritably. “That's not important, you know?!” Shad retorted seriously. “The important thing is, you become like us!”

We reveled in the beauty of the present moment, grateful for the journey that had led us here. "Our love has been the guiding light," Charlotte said, her voice filled with a lifetime of wisdom. "Through the ups and downs, it has remained steadfast, reminding us of the power of connection and the strength of our bond." I nodded, a tear of gratitude slipping down my cheek. "Yes, and it's a legacy that will continue to live on in the hearts of our children, grandchildren, and generations to come. Our love has shaped our family, and it will continue to ripple through time."

she added with another round of laughing. “Then you know that, yes, he found one. That direct descendant is ME!!!”

And the chapter ended with: Zara whispering, “Mom… who are we?” and her mother answering, “The daughters of a legacy built in blood.”

He didn’t blink. “There’s something buried beneath our bloodline. Something they once called a gift. But it’s not. It’s a curse. We see too much. Feel too deep. Remember too long. And the Descendants — they use that. They take children like you. Like Tristan. They dig their claws into your memory and twist it until you forget who you are. That’s what they want for Cara.” The voice crackled.

he shouts questioning glaring at the wall. “My children and their late father are descendants of Gwanhoya!” Takada answers him from the entrance of the cave, “How do you know that name?” “I saw it in some sought of a vision or dream, I do not understand what it was but you confirming that for me means I was not hallucinating!” “I understand, that is why you passed out at that time!” “Yes, but I don’t understand, if they are her descendants why is she causing your family so much trouble?”