Romans & histoires Fanfiction Descendants

Drăculești is a covenant the blood remembers whether or not the church rewrites the book. I will not march Dennise out as Dracula’s offspring, I will let the rumor learn to walk. I will let enemies say it to make themselves feel brave, then I will make them right enough to choke. I, as the Progenitor, will rule. And I will smile because she is predictable. Elders confuse legacy for love.

“But here’s the interesting part, she refused to drop her family’s name. Their sons were still recorded as Lucian and Liam Lockwood. That means the bloodline didn’t fade out with her.” Her tone shifted, becoming more urgent, “And guess what I found about Lucian…” My heart skipped a beat. “What?” “Lucian and Liam Lockwood were hunters just like their mother, but the line that ties directly to your mother comes from Lucian. Each generation after him carried only a single heir… until now.” Vanya’s jaw tightened as she looked at me. “Which makes you, Earis… a direct descendant of Elena Lockwood,” I had barely swallowed that information before her phone rang. She grabbed it immediately, smiling.

“You are not even a descendant of one of The Greats.” I had heard that phrase before, ‘The Greats,’ but I couldn’t think where I had heard it. “Good job too,” Aiden mutters, looking at me. Eli waltzes out of the room. “The Greats?” I mutter to Aiden. “A powerful Wolf pack, a long long time ago. My mum is a descendant.” “And that means you are too?” It made sense why he didn’t want me to be a relative and I agree.

I let go of his hands and left the stage as I refused to address anyone. My head was blank. I had wanted this for so long and I was glad that for the first time I finally got what I wanted. I thanked the moon goddess for letting this happen and I headed towards my mothers grave. "Hey mama. We finally got what we wished for. You remember how we will talk about how I'll be a powerful Beta someday? Well I'm a beta now but you aren't here to experience this joy with me..." Tears filled my eyes but I wiped them away. "... But it's not your fault any ways I guess destiny never wanted us to do that. I got a mate, two mates. You remember Julian and Enzo? Yes that's them but then they... They used me

The title reads, "The Lost Bloodlines: A Forgotten Legacy." Excitement surged through both girls as they opened the book. Its pages were filled with handwritten notes and illustrations, detailing a secret society that had existed for centuries, guarding the knowledge of a special lineage—a bloodline with extraordinary abilities. As they read further, they discovered that their suspicions were correct. Tiffany and Hailey were indeed descendants of this ancient bloodline, born with unique powers waiting to be awakened. The clash they witnessed the night before was just the beginning, a sign that their journey was meant to unfold.

“She may think that the Philosopher's Stone is a suitable item for you. To help everyone in this world, to destroy all the evil and pain that torments the world, and above all, to destroy the Sorcery.” Liam clenched his fists. Heath shrugged his shoulders. “Don't forget that you too, will have twins soon. And they both are Lycan descents. Your daughter will be the destined mate of a Lycan, and your son will be the future leader of Almandine.” “Three hundred, four hundred, five hundred years from now, they will probably still need you. Not just them, but your grandchildren… your great-grandchildren…” Heath paused for a moment. "Your descendants that she will never be able to meet in her lifet

Sad, blank, frustrated—I don’t even know how to explain it, but he is closed off; you can’t tell what is going on with him. “So, I got some reports. Aurora was going to be reborn, but because of the mistakes he made, she was not going to come in human form like she did, but in wolf form in the bodies of her direct descendants,” she said. And I looked at her, wondering where she was headed. What was she saying? “Since I got that report, I have traced down my descendants, and you are the last descendant of Aurora,” she said. I gulped. “What does that mean?” I asked.

Fawn said. "I'm sure that she doesn't want to hear lectures on how to be a good she-wolf or whatever she is right now. Just tell us what exactly is going on" I said. I wanted to be done with this and go home. I don't like the look that he was giving me at all. Fawn cleared his throat. "Miss, you are the last descendant of a lineage of demi gods that went extinct a long time ago," Fawn said. Stacie got up immediately. I could understand her shock too. I was just as shocked. Just what the hell is going on? A descendant of demigods? Does that even exist at all?

“You guys finished?” The friendly woman nodded and replied, “This is the last one. Yours is not finished yet?” The man there walked closer, answering, “You see the portal itself is still bright. Man, even though I thought the First Earth wouldn't have many crossbred! I can't believe the portal that I maintain has pulled three crossbreeds from there! Fortunately, the Dark Portal works as desired. If not, I can't imagine what would happen if children from other languages ​​came into the ‘car’.”

She picked at her nails and I sighed. “Do you realize that if they kill the ancient …” I wanted to make triple sure she knew what could happen. “Yes, we could all die. Fynn knows as well.” Her comment made me frown. What did this have to do with the beasts? My confusion must have shown on my face as she started to explain that the beasts were also descendants of the ancient since they were the children of the vampire female who ran. I hadn’t even thought of that! Fynn’s ancestor was part of the vampire line that were direct descendants of the ancient. All vampires were … It didn’t mean that I was happy about it, but at least it made me realize how much Fynn wanted to be my mate. My husband.