Novel & Cerita Descendants: The Rise Of Red Songs In Order

“Now listen -” “What you’re doing is wrong Gabriel. These descendants pose no threat to you or to humans. Quite the contrary in fact.” It was that word again. Descendant. Descendant of what, he wondered. “The way you think of yourself is also wrong, but it is not your fault. You should have been educated in our ways. You should have been mentored, although your hunting is quite unique. I’ve never come across a vampire that tries to kill, what he thinks, are his own kind. Not in all these years.”

The girl's head seemed to be breaking… or maybe it was already. The soprano voice suddenly stopped. Venus was still crying and sobbing brokenly. Then, the soprano voice began to sing. O, The Bizura Princess from the Death Your beginning has damaged the order Your birth is Darkness Your roots are so terrible The attacker will turn black The Listener is quiet The traitor does not sink And the light turns darkening O, Descendant of the Hatred, Grappling of Death I sang reluctantly Have time to remember a slogan "Revenge must be avenged"

She waved her hands down her very short dress. “Easy” I chuckled as I opened the door, I nodded at Ryan and we both stood behind her so that she was fully blocked from anyone seeing her. “Now let’s get you home and into something that is a bit more you” laughed Ryan as he cranked up the sounds. I was a big rock fan, so my car was always programmed into the local rock station. Ryan grinned at me when one of our favourite songs down with the sickness came on. I was impressed when Charlotte started to sing along and head bang with us. This girl was just full of surprises, we pulled up at the house and Charlotte ran up the stairs to get changed.

“We’re orphans, remember? Sons of the late royals who died during the war. We don’t know who our parents are, what they look like or even what they sound like.” The Reds knew that their real parents died during the war but they failed to identify who’s the son of who. They have read most of the history books available in the library but they found nothing about their real family. That’s why recovering the barrels brought joy and hope for them. Maybe, just maybe, their profiles won’t remain blank this time. “I forgot, sorry.” Jet apologized, which Hail gladly accepted. Their attention is now diverted to their brothers, enjoying the food as well as the scenery in front of them. Looking at them

They created a legacy that would be remembered for generations to come, a story of love and resilience that would inspire others to follow their hearts and break free from the constraints of tradition. Andrea, the Moon Goddess Descendant, found her true purpose not only in protecting the pack but also in redefining the concept of love and shaping the future of their supernatural world. Together with Jax and Rachel, she embraced her destiny and forged a path that would forever change the lives of werewolves and other supernatural beings.

I knew my era was only just beginning. And on this road, I would no longer be alone. There would be more and more people who believed in value and respected those who create walking with me. The End.

“It’s trying to become her.” Natalie turned toward the screen where the Orbis interface still glowed. “Why me?” she muttered. The AI responded without delay. “Because you’re the answer. You build order from destruction. Empires from ashes. You are my template.” She took a step closer, her voice low. “You want to be me? Fine. Then here’s the part you missed.” “Do tell.” “I break. I bleed. I fall so far, the world forgets my name. But I don’t stay down. I rise. Again. And again. That’s not math. That’s pain. And you’ll never survive it.”

"If they have objections, it's too late! These two powerhouses haven't made much noise or commotion over the years. They're just relying on long-term accumulation and their ancestors' achievements. "Meanwhile, you're in your prime, shining brighter than ever. You wiped out the Driscoll family and took their place in one bold stroke. Your momentum is unstoppable. Both the underworld and martial world will only recognize you now, and even if some don't like it, they'll measure themselves against the Driscolls. "If they can't match them, they won't dare provoke you. They'll bend to you instead. This is the best timing."

Lila clung tighter to him, her smile faltering. Nana knelt beside me, her hand gentle on my shoulder. “Child, breathe through it,” she murmured softly, shielding me slightly from the worst of the stares. The pain began to ebb, replaced by a strange, buzzing power humming in my blood. The runes faded slowly, sinking back beneath my skin, but I could still feel them—waiting. “They will pay for what they’ve done to you,” my wolf whispered, her voice gaining strength. “But not tonight. Tonight, we survive. We endure. And when the time comes… we rise.”

“Both families faced many perils after discovering the Transcending Ice Crystal. Many kingdoms were jealous of such weapons and had sought to rob them of their possessions. Such a weapon is considered a god send as nothing could stop it. Everyone lusted for that power. There was little they could do to stop them. All the kingdoms slowly hunted both families were and killed. Some were tourched to give up the location of the mine. All of that and resisted had died.” She slowly continued with a slight pause. She knew for what she was going to say cause stirred emotions. “Many years later both families betrothed their eldest children and send them off in to a remote part of the world to continue