Disney Descendants Fanfic Novels & Stories

If they found out where she was, they would do everything in their power to kill her after he made her his mate. "Did you tell them about the encounter? Did you tell them I'm tailing her?" Matt asked Toffee with dismay. He knew he could count on Toffee. He had been a true brother to him, even though they weren't blood-related. But he didn't trust Drake. He knew Drake could manipulate Toffee because Drake had the upper hand for being the tribe leader. "Of course not, and I don't want you to suffer again, bro, like before." Toffee couldn't believe him asking that question. He had been on his side all along.

To her dismay, she tried to reread the documents, but the name she was hoping to see there was not on the list. Why was he not included here? Other than looking outside for her suitable partner, should her father consider her partner to be in our pack? What will she expect? Her feelings for Duncan are one-sided. There are a lot of women in the pack that also want him to be their mate. They're more beautiful than she is, much stronger, and not clumsy. They are perfect to be partners with someone like Duncan, who will lead the pack in the future. The silence fills the room before Kennedy speaks.

Her eyes met mine as she playfully turned around and I smiled at the portrait before Elena turned around to look at it. It was one of me, her, Hana, Killian, Ezra, and Lia. And though Killian wasn’t a direct descendant of the D’Caprio family, Donatello had agreed that he would claim him as his son. It was something that even Maria was thrilled about, and knowing that her sons were all here by her side, she didn’t ask for anything else. "What is this?” Lia asked, her eyes watering as she took sight of the portrait. “Our very own descendant picture.” I said, looking at my mate who smiled. “Now we are officially going to be remembered until the end of time…”

Lindsey won’t have a mate with a pup that isn’t hers. “That’s great!” I say, feeling the weight of the world fall off my shoulders. “There is one concern.” He rubs his neck. “What?” Dad asks. He exhales. “ I know this is quite skeptical of me, but I don’t understand why the young lady would lie. Why did she claim that Brady was the only possibility? She easily could have said it was someone else.” Dad and I look at each other knowingly. She wanted to have the alpha’s pup. Not even that, she probably wanted to usurp Lindsey and become luna. I can’t help but be disappointed at Daisy. She always seemed so chill. Seems she’s crazy after all.

As soul ripping as it is compassionate. "Chidi." He mouths again. "Uh-hm?" I grunt, exasperated. He settles at the rim of the vitafoam. "Mummy filed the divorce." You know that scence from Disney's The Lion king where Simba found out that it was Scar, his uncle, that tossed his daddy off the cliff. Where he roared and growled and clawed his way up Scar's paw back to the top of the mountain. That is how I sit up in bed.

After hesitating, Daisy said, "I’m a disciple of the Green Paradise Sect, born with the Night Terrors Physique." Caspian's heart skipped a beat. Today, he finally knew what was special about Daisy — she had an innate physique like Carson! "The Green Paradise Sect… No wonder." The giant white pig nodded again and again, like an old pedant. "The Night Terrors Physique… That's rare… Great… Yes…" As it spoke, the pig opened its mouth big and suddenly drooled.

But in the end, we were blessed with Dove Delia Drexel, at just over five pounds, with a full head of black hair … and Dane Dante Drexel, right at five pounds, with light brown hair. Of course we all believed Dawson was Dove’s father and Dane was Damien’s son but no one said it out loud. Maybe we’d better know as their features develop but I did secretly hope that somehow the goddess managed to give them each a pup on our first try. I also wanted to see Dawson have to raise a female pup. The idea of it tickled me to death. He would be completely whipped and I already could see him sitting down for tea with the princess, and being forced to dress up and paint his nails.

Was he perhaps from the descendant of faeries. Diana took out her crystal ball and a piece of Alice's hair which she had been keeping in case she needed it in the future. She took it when she helped Alice take a bath. Diana placed the hair in the front of the crystal ball and started to chant some spell. The silver crystal ball started to glow, Diana quickly looked into it, and it revealed to her the answers to her question. Alice was from a descendant of faeries she knew that already, but Alice's wasn't from just any descendants. She was from Varilya. Varilya was the family name of the fae who went back to the past and fell in love with the first Lycan.

He could be stubborn, but I was just as stubborn as him. “Since you will eventually be sworn in as Beta Female, it’s imperative that you understand a couple of things about this pack and my family. However, I know that I can trust you to keep the secret since the Goddess told my mate that it was fine to discuss the dream in front of you. My family has a close connection to the Goddess. We’re her descendants. One of us has a closer connection than the rest of us, but that’s not my story to tell.” Dante ran his hand up and down my arm and turned his attention from Charlene to me. His lips pecked mine, and his happiness was seen through his eyes. Even Byron was there too both in the happiness a

He doesn't talk, except to say he wants to leave the party. " Alpha Prince Nicholas, you're here," Daisy Zhang says, distracting me from my thoughts and turmoil. Daisy is the daughter of the Sunrise Lycan pack alpha female and her beta mate. They are a wealthy, strong, and powerful pack. Daisy believes we should be together because my father and her mother didn't work out. Her mother, Alaiah Martin, was obsessed with my father before she found her mate and had tried multiple times to destroy my parents' relationship. " Hello, Daisy," she says, and blushes and coyly gazes at me through her lashes. Why does she always do this?