Disney Descendants Auradon Novels & Stories

Perhaps twenty years later, he will continue to stand here and say this to their descendants. Aurora slightly lowered her head so that her loose curls could hide the smile on her lips. She felt sorry for them when they didn't know that the seventy-year-old man had just died and the person standing in front of them was a person. - This is Aurora, a very important friend of mine. – He turned to the girl next to him and introduced her to everyone. Immediately, everyone stepped forward and introduced themselves to the heir to the Star Corporation and his girlfriend. Harvey did not specify, but they all implicitly assumed that Aurora was the one who would give birth to the next heir of the Star C

The birthmark was rare and has only been found in the line of the royal bloodline in the history of Sturgeon Moon pack. Most of the royal descendants also have been 'unfortunate' to have the birthmark, it skipped my father and my father's father but, it got to me, and I am confused on how it got to Arne, Aurora's son. I saw it last night, but, I was too worried about the boy's health to think about it. Maybe, Aurora had… Blowing out a deep breath, I shook my head and wiped the water dripping from my hair off my eyes.

Emily tried to change the topic and bring it to the present moment. "Not at all, I can design better than these. But still, it's The Belle…" Aurora put out a little over - confidently and why not, she was Aurora King, daughter of a billionaire. Her dad could buy everything she wanted in a snap of his finger. So she was not wrong when she said that she was a born princess. Both Susan and Emily nodded. "We know that darling," They air-kissed Aurora. "Okay now girls, straighten up. Kevin is about to come and you my dear Aurora, need to talk to him, we need him for our brand," Susan ordered.

All of them were strangers. “We are here to celebrate one of the happiest times in our family,” Gavriel said in a calm, deep voice. “Marriages and births are blessings. Andre and Aurora’s marriage will be just that…a blessing. So, tonight we celebrate Andre and Aurora and the continuance of our family!” Cheers broke out. A moment later, the long, low howl of a wolf broke through the air, causing me to jump. A hush fell over the crowd and Andre’s hand tightened on mine. But as soon as the howl began, it ended.

I stepped backward in pure disgust, avoiding his filthy, grasping hands. "Do not touch me with your dirty hands. You will ruin the gorgeous dress my father gifted me." My voice was ice-cold. "Today, in front of all the North American packs, I officially announce this. I, Aurora, have absolutely zero ties to the Iron Moon pack. Whether you live or die out there is none of my business." "No... no! Aurora, you can't do this to me!" Caleb howled in despair. "Hahahaha! Good! That is my brilliant daughter!" my father laughed loudly and proudly.

Ariel spat out, "Yes! The rogue wolf said Mayonne is the last descendant of the Moon Wolf Pack! He wanted to marry her to control the Moon Wolf Pack!" "What?!" Consort Watelonu immediately stood up when she heard this, "The last...last descendant of Moon...Moon Wolf Pack?" she stood frozen on the spot as her face turned pale and paler. Ariel frowned, "Mama, what's wrong? Do you know the Moon Wolf Pack?" Consort Watelonu was in a daze as she continued to mumble as if she didn't hear Ariel's question at all, "But, how could this be? I thought...No! It must be wrong! Yes, it must be!"

“I know you will make me proud today. I, Elder Ronald Blackwood, will become Luna’s father once you mate with Xavier.” “Daaaaaaad, I already told you Xavier and I are just friends.” She whined dramatically again and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Don’t mind her, she and Xavier would make great leaders.” My mother added, her face filled with pride and smiles. Holding back tears, I finished serving them and turned to leave for my room but my father’s voice stopped me in my tracks. “Make sure you look presentable at the ceremony. You’re not going to embarrass the Blackwood name, we leave in thirty minutes.”

I have always thought people heightened the loss of someone's loved one, unnecessary crying, wallowing for months, and not moving on, but the sight of my parentsgasping for breath with black liquid pouring out of their mouths that night proved me wrong. Everything has been going well, from the food to their smiles. My birthday was coming in the next three days, and they were happily discussing what theme I wanted for this year. I was Audrey, the daughter of Alpha Ballowe and Luna Aurora, one of the most substantial packs on the whole continent. Every party of mine has to come with a theme.

*** Aurora As we sat at the small table in the living room, tea steaming gently between us, I turned to my grandmother with a question heavy on my mind. "So, my father's name is Ferdinand?" I asked, trying to piece together the fragmented history of my lineage. My grandmother nodded. "Yes, he was the rightful heir to the Werewolves' Royal Kingdom, until his younger brother Richard usurped the throne and exiled him." She sipped her tea calmly. "With Richard's death, the succession of the Royal Kingdom fell to General Victor, but some still yearn for the true royal bloodline, which lies either with your father or Prince Nicholas. If Prince Nicholas were to be eliminated or renounce his claim,

This part will be easier for me in some way, but despite everything, he is still my father, and this is never an easy step. ‘I Aurora Anderson, of the Blue Moon pack, reject Richard Anderson as my alpha and father. I renounce this pack as my home and the position of his heir and future alpha of the pack.’ I feel the link snap, freeing me from this place. With it, my whole future gone with it.