Novel & Cerita Enchanted Lake Descendants

As my grandmother called us, we are The Guardians—the descendants of Queen Emera and her fated mates. The story of her court has been lost over the years. Some still believe, and others think it’s a legend or myth. The thought of a chimera shifter living again is awe-inspiring.

Thank you so much moon goddess for this turn that my life had taken in this course of events. I love you moon goddess!! The girls at the lake were filled with disappointment and anger but with one glare from our Alpha, they exited the lake slowly. Or what... Not our Alpha, their Alpha because I automatically had another Alpha now. "I said, you're my mate!." He growled when everyone finally left and their Alpha had followed suit leaving just the two of us here, in the center of the woods, at the corner of the lake. Just take a look at the romantic view plus the sunset that was casting a glowy brown shade over us. Wow, I never knew that scenes from romance and fantasy books ever happened in re

The Witches of Glasa made a fool of the princess who sorted nothing but for those, she loved to live as long as she could. In the city of Riveri lies the golden lake of immortality, just a jar filled with the sparkly water would have kept her Duke as young as they both shall live. But, Atana had acted according to her own fate and the end she met wasn't the one Aquarial had expected. The witches of Glasa had indeed fooled her even until the end.

Okay? “It is not just any random forest. It is the Enchanted Forest, the territory of Henrietta, a powerful witch. She has set barriers and traps around the entire forest,” Derek said, and my eyes widened. Wait. How was I supposed to cross a forest laid out with traps of a witch?

the voice continued. I did not know if I could trust the voice or not, but I really had no choice. Also, I knew that all magic has a price. “What do you want from us???” Vasilla asked. “This is my gift… gift to my descendant…” I was confused…Descendant??? ”Who are you????” I now was puzzled by this. “I am the white wolf… My son…He was your family… You are the descendant of Elder Lakota child…My mate was his made son…My mate and my children whom I lost before their time… I will not let you lose family too…” she said, breaking my heart in the process. The pain in her words was still fresh, after all this time, I could feel her sorrow, sorrow she carried with her into the afterlife. I thought t

Once there, the man let out a long breath. "In the Junkla river there are still many things that can undermine your power, sir. So you must be more careful!" "Then will this ordeal affect your Luna?" "No, sir. It's only your life they want. Especially that witch," replied the Elder with a clear picture. The Lycan King's forehead wrinkled, "witch, what is this again?" The Elder was silent again, he chose to walk back to the sofa and shifted his weight. "A few years ago, there came a witch who cast a spell that the Slovasky descendants would disappear if one of them married a Rare descendant." The Elder let out a long sigh after finishing saying, then he looked at the Lycan King.

Lauren’s hand tightened around the letter as she read the final lines, her pulse quickening. "Beware, for the Moon Goddess’s descendants have always been a target for those who wish to claim the power for themselves. Her life will always be in danger, and with her, the child she carries." The letter slipped from her trembling hands and fluttered to the floor as the weight of the revelation settled over her. Elena was no ordinary wolf. She was a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess herself, an incredibly rare and powerful bloodline that could change everything. No wonder Damien’s blood lust had been awakened in her presence; the sheer power of the Goddess’s blood must have triggered the anci

The enchanted forest, the silent witness to the ebb and flow of magical currents, stood resilient in the face of evolving enchantment. As the family retreated to their home, the elders continued their discussions. The tale of Mira's telepathic gift rippled through the enchanted realms, marking a new chapter in the legacy of Nampa. The intricate dance between familial bonds and magical destiny continued, guided by the whispers of ancient spirits and the evolving enchantment that connected the hearts and minds of Luna's lineage.

It was a secret she had concealed, for she didn't want the witches to know about her werewolf offspring. Ever since, every descendant, whether male or female, has possessed the haunting mark of lavender eyes, reminiscent of the enchantress Morgana herself. The power of her legacy lay dormant in female offspring, hidden from the watchful eyes of the world. And now, she stands as the first known girl descendant with this power.

"This Oasis of Terra-genesis, is the lake of the gods which only appears to descendants who have not yet crossed into adulthood and are yet unable to control their power, wherever they may be. The water itself manifests the descendants' uncontrollable power in an attempt to subdue the mass of power that is generated from the young descendants by creating a battle in their body and minds. It is then up to them to fight and take control of what power is left in them. For each descendant their training is different. Bruce, for example, has no need to enter the lake. His power controls the earth and the sky, therefore the earth is more of an anchor for him. What amazes me the most is that Malia