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"Do you think of yourself as a master? You're just a mobile blood blank, the free slave of our family. Why do you think dad wants you to marry Liam?" “This much was mentioned in the book. No war happened but then where did this clan disappear to? It was a huge mystery that drifted under the dust of the books and myths but now here you are. The descendant of the Blue Forsaken clan," Connor said. I just gazed at him, baffled. WHAT!!!? A descendent? What was he even saying? I think he got the wrong idea. "I d...don't think, I'm that," I tried to make him understand.

He nodded. “She made sure the child got away safely, and since that time no one has ever been able to find any of her descendants, but not for lack of trying. Many want the curse reversed after all. But you” he paused, looking for the right words. “You know of her, without us telling you; you see her, and you have her silver hair. I’m betting you are a lost descendant.” Oh. Oh. Shit. So what did that mean then, were my parents also her descendants? Did they even know? My world was getting shaken up like a bad bag of shake and bake and I was less than thrilled.

Before we jump back into the Incubi world, I wanted to wish all the amazing dads, stepdads, bonus dads, grandfathers, and father figures a very Happy Father’s Day 💙 A Papa’s Legacy is a special bonus story following the D’Amore and Fayte families through one emotional Father’s Day weekend. While Katrina and André return home to celebrate the papa who raised them, Alec experiences the holiday with newborn daughters Gwen and Christina for the first time. For Crista, Persephone, and Delilah, it is also a weekend of grieving the papa they lost while discovering that love and healing can exist beside that loss.

Chapter: 49. ****** He took them and settled them beside the bed and whilst he did so he heard her begin to speak to him again. "Know this, little Matthew, just as the descendant of Bell the daughter of Atana walks the earth today, so does the descendant of Downy, the one who betrayed his mother."

"When you've got your hands on it, your identity is recognized. We do not accept robbery or give invitations. No matter what the status, the letter will be canceled. So, see you 15 days later," Only a little notice forced them to go a long way. Hana increasingly didn't understand what these people wanted to do after all. She followed the guide back up the carriage. But her intuition told her someone was looking at her without taking her eyes off her. "It's her," Deskington whispered through the glass door. "Very much like her mother," The person next to him nodded and replied, "It's Lady Violet's daughter, the last descendant of the red Alpha clan," "If she dies, will Violet hate me?" Deskin

Chad was truly bewildered; he never expected Evergrow to be the key to immortality. At that moment, the array of patterns on the ground of Temple Road lit up, and in an instant, the patterns crawled all over Chad's body. Samuel hovered in mid-air, overlooking Chad like a deity looking down on a mere mortal. "You still have a chance to live. My offer remains the same—call your parents, join the Descent Faction, and I'll help them shed their mortal forms and achieve immortality!" Chad, completely immobilized, retorted, "If you're going to kill me, just do it. Spare me the nonsense!"

“I found out that my great great grandfather was a vampire hunter too!” Lily’s jaw dropped. Luckily, it wasn’t full of mushy pancake. “No way!” “I know!” Liam laughed. “I didn’t believe it at first, but it’s true. He was a descendant, which means dad was one too. So when I pointed that out, and then the whole ‘descendants get elected’ thing, mom seemed to get a little upset.” Lily tilted her head in thought. “Huh...that is a little weird. Is there a chance that she wanted your father to be elected or something? Maybe she’s upset.”

"So a Blackthorne witch hiding in a werewolf pack would have children who read as wolf. Grandchildren who read as wolf. For six generations, every descendant would live their entire life believing they were simply a lesser version of whatever supernatural category they'd been born into." The specific cruelty of that settles over me slowly. Six generations of people who never shifted, who had abilities nobody could explain, who spent their lives being told they were defective versions of something they weren't. Six generations of people like me, except they died without knowing. "How many?" I ask. "How many descendants over two centuries?" "The records don't have a complete count. Dozens, pro

He is quite picky and strict with every one of us, but Lucia and I have always been at each other's neck since the day I was born. We don’t know what happens to the other elders before us. Dad has lived on this earth for several centuries as he is one of the first true bloods, descendants of Endymion and Selene. While he plots to steal the golden throne, he has also been busy frolicking with as many women as he desires. His kids are scattered all around the world, they are either forced to leave when other kids arrive, or Dad doesn’t have any use for them anymore. Some were banished for daring to betray or challenge Dad, so we have no idea how many we are.

"Firstly, I want you to know that your dad and I love you and no matter what happens, we love you very much. And remember that you are the best thing to happen to us and that you are not a mistake, no matter what happens." I don’t know why they are telling me this but I don’t like the sound of this at all. It sounded to me like something foreboding was going to happen. Mom continued, "There is a group called the Revenants. They are the oldest living werewolves in history, descended directly from Cain." "You mean Cain in the bible?" I have always thought that bible character was a myth. "That exact one." She nodded. "What do they want with me?" "It's because of something you dad and I did man