Descendants: Wicked World Rather Be With You Novels & Stories

"The mortal world right now is voided with any magical powers. It's the balance of nature. So immortals like us live in a world that mortals can't just enter. If people like me use power outside, that will create a butterfly effect. Supernatural events will start to crawl into mankind and it will be the start of the apocalypse. That is the reason why we are here in Wysteria and why it is not visible on any map. We are here to balance the world." I was horrified by what Grandpa said. "But there are a few demons there." Grandpa nodded. "But they are not enough to change the world." Now I understand why we can't go back to the Philippines even though I want that to happen. I don't want the worl

A familiar-looking man that I can only assume to be her father from the party slams his hand on the table and calls her name, jostling her confidence, but she swallows and continues. “You said it would take a miracle as dowery for you to accept George as my mate. I present to you the high priestess of Ketria here to purify Midland falls under his name; there is your miracle!” The room turns to the alpha and I; I genuinely regret not seeking more information from her, but again, the surprise feels better than my focus on my misery. “Go to your room, Beatrice.” “But father!” “Room, now!” Beatrice falters at her father’s booming voice that trembles every fragile glass in the area.

Ginika said, as if sensing her discomfort. “What does that mean— “No, Abi. We are safe. Whatever happened to me, yesterday destroyed every dark creature in the face of the earth. It had killed Zita and had returned your spirit back to its body.” “But, what about Gen?” “She is fine and healthy, just that she is no longer a vampire.” “Poor, Gen. She must be feeling sad about it.” “I don’t think so,” Ginika chuckled. “She said she hated being a Vampire, despite the power and the immortality.”

“ Well, he is the kid who would save you when you see the queen of the ice fortress. Sacrificing himself just to save you, you will break the venue of the cold palace and eventually kill the queen of the ice fortress. With that, your journey in here would end. You will then go to the next chapter of the game. ”Ah, he is the kid I saw in the room I stayed at. I can't possibly leave him be so I just travel with him“ ”Are you really going to pick up every brat you see?“ ”Huh?“ ”Never mind that. Let us head to the west“ West? But didn't they already get there? ”Why west?“ ”We have to kill the master of that side. I already killed the master of the south and east, now the only one left is the wes

But all that was left was heaping piles of ashes. The pain kept spreading, like every inch of my skin was being ripped apart. “Aaah!” I screamed, falling to my knees. The wind cried out violently, and I could hear trees breaking. The darkness. It was taking over me. Stop fighting it, Evelyn. “Eve!” I heard my name. I needed reality. Just a touch, please, please… PLEASE! The earth I stood on dropped to the ground with force fitting back into where it was before. I couldn’t feel much. It was like I was watching myself slowly disappear, and I couldn’t do much about it. Arms wrapped around me, and I felt a beam of heat hit my face. Slowly, I faded out, the last thing on my mind being three words

“Please—you don’t know—” The warden halted just long enough to glare at me, his grip biting harder into my shoulder. “Criminals like you have no business with the Queen. You’ll be thrown into the prison below, where you belong.” “No—you must believe me! The witches have returned!” The words rang out too loudly, scattering birds from their branches. The forest seemed to recoil from the name. The warden’s face twisted in fury. “Silence! Speak that word again, and you’ll hang before the castle walls.”

“Thank you, friend.” “He arrived with a group yesterday. They were all new mercenaries, none of us knew any of them, but they agreed to our laws yesterday and have already broken one. I’ll go talk to Baddek now and tell him what has happened. I expect he’ll be questioning the rest of the group and seeing them away before dawn.” “I will join you shortly.” “Nay, tis no yerr place. Only one man wronged ye and he be dead. Baddek was elected to be the one who would see our laws upheld. You see to yer wife”

“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.

, Dua asked unbelievably "I got this life to stop myself from destruction and the mistakes I did in my past life like marrying Prathvik? Yes! Prathvik was the sole reason for my DARK World", Dua said and then she danced with happiness in the bathroom and her father was impatiently waiting for her at the breakfast table. That whole thing with the REBORN, TIME REVERSING, or TRANSMIGRATION was something Dua had a hard time accepting. She didn't believe in such things even if she had a small belief in time machines or God's miracles.

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.