Enchanted Lake Descendants Novels & Stories

“Both families faced many perils after discovering the Transcending Ice Crystal. Many kingdoms were jealous of such weapons and had sought to rob them of their possessions. Such a weapon is considered a god send as nothing could stop it. Everyone lusted for that power. There was little they could do to stop them. All the kingdoms slowly hunted both families were and killed. Some were tourched to give up the location of the mine. All of that and resisted had died.” She slowly continued with a slight pause. She knew for what she was going to say cause stirred emotions. “Many years later both families betrothed their eldest children and send them off in to a remote part of the world to continue

Keith stopped walking and looked back, gaze at his father with a cynical gaze. "You can say it now!" "You're wrong if I can just trust Zarius without consideration, Keith! you're the one who hastens to conclude. It was a cave in the Southern forest. I once heard a legend about a lake where a water dragon lived for thousands of years and that lake there is in that cave!" "So, what should I do with that lake? you want me to swim in it, so that foreign energy can't enter my body, is that so?" "You're right, Keith!"

The werewolf kingdom, under their wise and benevolent rule, became a shining example to other realms, illustrating the transformative power of strong leadership and collective harmony. And so, the story of Alpha Caleb and Luna Rory's descendants carried on, their lineage intertwining with the history of the werewolf kingdom. The love, wisdom, and strength that had guided their ancestors were now woven into the fabric of their reign. The kingdom stood united, prospering under the leadership of Ethan and Ava, as they continued to honor their parents' legacy and shape a future filled with hope and fulfillment for all.

All the witches except Master Tsertinand stare at the beautiful scenery with awe. “Damn,” Kiran exclaims. “I should get out of the Guild more.” “It's so different from the Guild, but so similar at the same time,” Leita comments. “Oh, oh, I see a lake!” True enough there is a massive lake that can be seen through the trees. “You think there are bears there? The non-were kind?” Ophelia asks, and Haden shrugs. “I think so. I'd prefer the non-were kind to the were kind anytime,” he remarks, and Master Tsertinand grunts.

"But I called you both here for some answers," "Anything we can do," Anton said. "What do you know about the lake this palace is built upon?" Anton's face lifted in surprise. "Oh, you mean Lake Truth." Anton shifted in his seat as Emrys started writing down what the prince had said. "Lake Truth was an even territory for us supernaturals - werewolves, vamps, and witches alike could come here and find out any truth they needed without fear of being attacked as some higher being casted a sort of power diminishing spell over this land,"

She is exactly what the prophecy described. I shake my head vehemently. "No, the prophecy is clear. I must find the white wolf; she does not come to me. The white wolf must be the last descendant of the legendary White Wolf Clan. Elena is a lycan, not a wolf. Her parents are not from the White Wolf Clan! Her parents originated from the algaes." Leo puts a hand on my shoulder. "You are overthinking this, my friend. Sometimes there are glitches in prophecies. The important thing is that the white wolf is here, and our kingdom can finally break free from the curse."

Curiosity grew as he led through various parts of the castle, avoiding a few places once they turned a few corners that were deserted. Satisfied that they were safe, the prince led them out of the boundaries of the castle that took them to a grassy field near a lake that shone in the distance. “Ever been to Misty Lake?” Skye asked cheerfully, startling Anberine enough to make her stumble, seeing this Skye quickly caught her before relaxing his grip on her once she regained her footing. “That’s one of the sacred lakes!” Anberine cried out in alarm. “It’s never been seen thanks to the enchanted forest because it's protecting the area from any danger” Anberine replied before pausing, realising

I knew for sure now that it didn't belong to Fiona. I opened my eyes and saw the other two in the room waiting with bated breath. "It's very similar to the magic of the spirit." I stated. "Jeanette McConnell's magic feels very similar, she's related to the caster." "A descendant?" Morgana asked and I nodded. "It's very plausible, isn't it? It makes perfect sense. One of Jeanette's descendants called upon her, and when Jeanette failed in her mission, said descendant tried to get me." I explained further.

The witch had told me that their mating bond was strong and the longer they lingered around each other, the stronger the bond got and the more they were drawn to each other. Neither of them knew this, especially not Elara. She repelled him, even when her wolf said otherwise. I turned to Henry who was staring down at her, trying to conceal his concern. But I was no fool, it was evident how badly he wanted to rush at Elara and scoop her into his arms. That's why I wanted her dead in the first place. And when I'd managed to have her killed by Henry, news got to me that she is the last descendant of the moonborn.

"Andrew Thompson, I come from the CristalLake pack, son of Alpha Michael and Luna Elizabeth" The CristalLake pack is known to have something magical in its blood. I know it's a mixed pack between witches/wizards and werewolves, so rumor has it that your wolves, when properly trained, can activate some gifts, which is extremely rare. It was something I hadn't seen happen, but I know very well how to fight witches, if that kid has hybrid blood, then he'll be an excellent opponent.