Descendants Wand Novels & Stories

"Get him on a leash, girl, you got it in you to get him in line." She winked at me as Kiara chuckled. "Thank you, Raihana." I smiled slightly, and she gave me a nod before she chanted a spell. A wave of power filled the room, before she vanished. Being the eldest granddaughter of Endora, she was the one to inherit that magic. Witchcraft was passed down from eldest daughter to eldest daughter. Endora herself never had a daughter, so it went down to her first granddaughter. She was a powerful witch, and the Luna of a pack as well.

I knew for sure now that it didn't belong to Fiona. I opened my eyes and saw the other two in the room waiting with bated breath. "It's very similar to the magic of the spirit." I stated. "Jeanette McConnell's magic feels very similar, she's related to the caster." "A descendant?" Morgana asked and I nodded. "It's very plausible, isn't it? It makes perfect sense. One of Jeanette's descendants called upon her, and when Jeanette failed in her mission, said descendant tried to get me." I explained further.

“Still… I never expected you to know Phoebe's secret!” added Marcel in a curious tone. Whatever the case was, Gerald couldn’t help but sigh in relief. After all, Marcel’s response was a clear sign that Phoebe really was a descendant of the ancient witches. That meant that her son was an heir of the witches as well. He remembered Zeman telling him that all witch descendants required the Divine fruit in order to awaken the power in their blood.

Nellie answered confidently. “Correct, thank you Lady Locke. As you all know those three she just mentioned are the known descents. A descent is a person who is born or has the blood of these mystical creatures. Except of course for the god descents which have received the blessings of the gods, they are not offspring of god but only people who received their blessings. Though god descents do not have the blood of a god in their body they considered as the most powerful descent since their bodies are blessed with embers. Embers are the essence present in the realm of gods that supports the existence of the mystical creature and serves as their life force.”

He pranked me on the first day he came back to this school! "Henry's the ice prince of our school, he's so cold, he even rejected the school's prettiest girls. He's handsome, smart and absolutely perfect in every aspect but we rarely see him smile, rumours also said that he's the only one who can beat up Kou." My seat mate continued "He's so perfect~" They stated, "But he won't even talk to girls..." I stuttered, " Are they really that dangerous?..." "They are. They can break your heart in an instant."

"You already told me I'm disposable, remember? Why would I care if the merger dies?" "Because without it, you have nothing. No position in the company, no inheritance and absolutely no power." Richard's voice was cold. "You will be exactly what Marcus called you." "Then I'll be nothing." Cassie's voice was steady. "Because I'd rather have nothing than be part of this anymore." She hung up before he could respond. Her hands were shaking. She'd just spoken back at her father and it felt terrifying and liberating all at once. A knock on her door made her jump.

"Nina, I see you are acting as Yao's Advisor. You may speak on his behalf." Nina stood up "Yao was in the right. He found out that Elder Wand not only killed his child, but his heir." she started in his defense. Heir was the operative word here. Ending a man's lineage was heavily frowned upon. "Not only did he end the life of Yao's child, He caused a war between us and the Koreans. They were our allies!"

She was alive. Barely. The witch dragged me by my leg, pulling me deeper into the house. The hallway stretched endlessly, lined with candles that burned with an eerie, sickly green glow. The air was thick, suffocating, filled with the scent of decay and something metallic. The stairs came next. The witch yanked me down, my body bouncing off each step like a discarded doll. Pain shot through my ribs, my skull rattling with each impact. I tried to cry out, but my throat was too raw, my voice lost in the agony.

She was starting to feel weak. Ella tried to open her eyes and scan the darkness, but she couldn't see anyone she could ask for help. She discreetly stretched out her hands, feeling around the cement, searching for any weapon she could use against the demons holding her. But it seemed like Ella was cursed in that moment. But Ella didn't lose hope. With all her might, she raised her hand and clawed at the face of the man holding her. Luckily, she hadn't cut her nails yet. The man cried out in pain, and in anger, he slapped Ella hard and choked her.

“Has any woman from your family gotten it before?” “There have been no direct female descendants from my family before me.” I answered, thinking back to my roots and the stories my mother used to tell me. “The Ravenclaw family has been known to give birth to one child and so far, all have been male. I am the first female, and now, I am thinking my own curse may be different.” “Or you might not get any curse,” Zachary said, holding my shoulders to keep me in one place. “And maybe your father will receive a miracle.”