Descendants Wonderland Novels & Stories

she said, glaring at him. “They refused to comply. I guarantee you if all alphas can surrender their pack to me, I won’t have a reason to kill them. Come on, we are the first Descendants Of Moon Goddess, and we are equally powerful and in a way, immortal. You are already 1000 years old and still looking 20 years old,” he said.

She held both our hands and pulled us. “We can walk there since it’s so near. You can leave your cars here.” She said. We just allowed her to do what she wanted. We arrived at the festival. There were booths, rides and games available. As we were walking, Amelia stopped by a stall. I noticed she was staring at a stuffed pig hanging by the stall. Oh it’s a shooting game. Kael and I looked at each other and we both knew what to do. We both slammed money by the counter. The merchant gave us a toy gun with three bullets. The goal was to knock out the matchsticks that were standing at the end. Those who can knock three sticks consecutively get the big prize.

Fortunately for Elise, a longer flight was not necessary due to the close proximity. At last, Elise arrived in her beloved hometown. She carefully maneuvered her broom to a safe landing as she blinked continuously to fix her blurry vision caused by the cold air which dried the tears pooling once more in her already puffy eyes. She wandered around the familiar streets of Dentilphia – the noisy and busier part of Moldengork. Dwarves, witches and wizards were everywhere as they strolled around town either to party or cause trouble. The marketplace was noisy as all kinds of gambling, bids, and bets could be found in every crook and nook; and the sky was lit with colorful fireworks as bands from

I said. Just then, my father's sister Samantha walked in happily from outside. She took my hand, winked at me, and smiled. "What perfect timing, Milly! My friend's son just came back from training, and he came to the banquet too. I'll take you to meet him. I promise, he's an outstanding werewolf. Let that accursed Andy regret everything." For a moment, I did not know how I should react. "Aunt Samantha, I need to change. Once the banquet starts, Father is going to announce my succession."

I just finished reading the last book when I started to write Descent for real! The title when this was still a draft was actually ‘Can’t Help Falling (In Love With You)’ because I was listening to the same song only the dark version at the time. But I got annoyed because I felt it was too freaking long to be a title. For a time, I settled calling the story "Fall from Grace" in my head but it still felt wrong... so when I searched for a synonym, the meaning of the word descent.. clicked; it feels like it perfectly sums up the entire plot.

Unfortunately, nothing changed for Running Creek pack, and they were killed as soon as they entered the pack territory. “They’re one of our more extreme packs,” I explain, though I’m sure Rylee already knows that. “I’ll go pay them a visit as soon as my birthday is over.” “I’m going with you,” she says. I nod, though something protective seems to awaken in me, and I wonder if that’s the right decision. I shake it out of my mind, and we go on to talk about other things. Eventually, we arrive at the castle. I have to chuckle at all my mom’s over-the-top decorations. There are ribbons and banners everywhere, and there are even some ice sculptures in the center of the courtyard. I have no idea h