Fanfiction Descendants Novels & Stories

I asked curiously. “Yes, we do. Horus’s descendants can only produce males, and Nut’s descendants can only produce females. We know Alsie and her mother were descendants of Nut because they are females. I am a male, and I produced male heirs because I and now, you three are the descendants of Horus.”

I ask not understanding a bit of Derek's explanations, "The thing is you being an hybrid yout blood pisses some kind of special genes which makes you able to create descendants of your own, more like creating a clone by infusing your blood in them which makes it all confusing" "These descendants of mine, what would they be?" I ask worried and delighted, "I'm sorry but that's the big I know nothing about the little I explained just now I gotta know by eavesdropping on my father and asking him cornrows questions, but there is one thing in certain about you"

The next, I was being told I was the last descendant of a forsaken bloodline—someone meant to be guarded, guided, and protected. The shift was too sudden and too unreal. Instead of gaining clarity, my confusion deepened. Part of me wanted to believe her, to embrace the explanation that seemed to stitch together all the things that never made sense about me. But another part of me rejected it outright. No one had ever spoken of such a lineage. No whispers or warnings. Nothing in the known pack archives hinted at the existence of Unspun descendants or their guardians. I found myself silently wishing she would laugh and admit it was all a fabrication.

I huffed out, seriously unhappy with this. “So that would mean, she can have children”Emily trailed off, and I picked up where she left off. “With his descendants only. And we have no idea who he was.” I said wearily. Not that it mattered, I knew vampires were sterile and I was no exception. Yet if she was a descendant and able to have children, would she want that? And what did it mean if she was one and with me? Her glowing silver strands made me inclined to think she had some dormant power as well.

“Well, as the decades passed and we entered the 20th century, characters like Dracula emerged but they were nothing like the real vampires. Characteristics like changing into bats, sleeping in coffins, and being repelled by garlic were nothing more than someone’s creative imagination Gabriel, you know that. We knew then that if people had discovered the real vampires the stories would have been very different. I can only assume that after the plague they all died out and none were never discovered.” “So, you and your sisters are the only five living descendants left in the world?” “No, there are others,” she told him. “I can feel them out there somewhere. Their vibration is faint, but I know

"I have this memories that feels like it's mine but of a different time. A memory that does not belong to this particular mind or body." He nodded sagely, "it's because you're a descendant." She turned to face him, "what is a descendant?" "Descendants are any kind of supernatural humans that can reincarnate and pass down their memories from body to body through time." "So I reincarnate?" "Indeed." ★★★★ They returned home to a mouth watering meal of Macaroni and cheese prepared by Angelus. Each of them gathered at he dining table; except Cassie and Brandy of course, who had returned to their various homes.

“No, I am a many times removed descendant of a deity.” “Like gives birth to like, you are a deity babe,” Damien says. “And don't sell yourself short. From what you said, each descendant is stronger than the last. You are powerful. Oh, Willow must be out of her mind to have pulled a stunt like this and also losing you,” Fredja crows. “Yeah, she must be very disappointed,” I say.

When we realized that the missing spot on the web of Descendants of Moon Goddess wasn't empty but shining, we knew that one of us, stronger was out there. We sent people to investigate our ancestors who went to different places in the world. Humans, non-humans, forbidden packs where no wolf is allowed, just to investigate if anyone was pregnant with the next descendants or... There were descendants that they hid from us. We returned with no results. Dad started getting agitated. When one of the strongest descendants of Moon Goddess went to the BloodStone Eclipse Pack and was killed by the previous Alpha, he was reluctant to let anyone get hurt. We allow their choice of living freely, away fr

"Do you think of yourself as a master? You're just a mobile blood blank, the free slave of our family. Why do you think dad wants you to marry Liam?" “This much was mentioned in the book. No war happened but then where did this clan disappear to? It was a huge mystery that drifted under the dust of the books and myths but now here you are. The descendant of the Blue Forsaken clan," Connor said. I just gazed at him, baffled. WHAT!!!? A descendent? What was he even saying? I think he got the wrong idea. "I d...don't think, I'm that," I tried to make him understand.

He didn’t blink. “There’s something buried beneath our bloodline. Something they once called a gift. But it’s not. It’s a curse. We see too much. Feel too deep. Remember too long. And the Descendants — they use that. They take children like you. Like Tristan. They dig their claws into your memory and twist it until you forget who you are. That’s what they want for Cara.” The voice crackled.