King Charming Descendants Novels & Stories

“Okay, explain that in normal people language.” Marek pointed toward the child in the painting. “The surviving bloodline came from the child.” Silence hit the room instantly. Theo blinked once. “Wait.” Raven frowned. “But that means—” “Yes,” Marek interrupted quietly. His gaze shifted toward me fully now. “You are not descended from the First King.” The room went completely still around me. Marek continued before anybody could interrupt. “You are descended from the royal child.” Something in my chest dropped hard enough that I physically felt it happen.

If he wanted to keep this position, the first condition is to avoid any contact with the paranormal world. The king had already broken this rule when he married Queen Lustia, a descendant of a vampire. After that, she gave birth to Prince Xavier, the descendant of a vampire and a witch. Other than that, the origin of Prince Ariel also seems suspicious. Rara gritted her teeth and there was dissatisfaction in her face, “How could dad argue with you about this? What’s wrong with having contact with people like us?” The queen was stunned when she heard this. She looks at Rara’s dissatisfied look and was speechless for a moment.

“So maybe it runs in the family.” Conrad narrowed his eyes, the air around him turning cold. For a fifty-six-year-old, he had an imposing figure. His dark hair had a few streaks of grey, and he had a light, neat beard. The features of the Kingsley men seemed to be passed down from generation to generation. They were incredibly handsome men. There were still women who drooled over the chairman and his son, but of course, his grandson was more popular, being known as the meanest and hottest Kingsley man in history.

“Still… I never expected you to know Phoebe's secret!” added Marcel in a curious tone. Whatever the case was, Gerald couldn’t help but sigh in relief. After all, Marcel’s response was a clear sign that Phoebe really was a descendant of the ancient witches. That meant that her son was an heir of the witches as well. He remembered Zeman telling him that all witch descendants required the Divine fruit in order to awaken the power in their blood.

"If you knew I was resting, why did you call me here, Your Highness?" "Because I couldn't help but be curious about you, you are so beautiful that I can't stop thinking about you." Iaros stared at Regina, his hands resting on hers, his expression as seductive as possible. A crown prince with a handsome face, blond hair and bluish eyes, he was a descendant of the Emperor. Many young women had their eyes on Iaros, but he only kept them there for a short time. The moment he got bored, he would leave the woman.

said Robin. "Exactly! every descendant of the King of Lithonia as a result of a legal marriage with a blessed Queen must have the same eye color. Not without reason, it is a characteristic that has been passed down from generation to generation and shows their identity as the descendants of a powerful god," "So that's it, but why didn't you tell us right away?" "Hahaha ... so, that you guys fight! hahaha ..." "Tch! you old man, don't remember your age?" "If he's a king's son, that means ..."

her mind screamed. But then, he stopped. Cameron pulled away, studying her. Embarrassed, Charity immediately withdrew her hands and cast her gaze downward, trying to hide her flushed cheeks. Cameron, however, found himself fascinated. Her innocence made her even more alluring. He was stunned by his own desire to claim her lips again. But he held back. He wanted to take his time with her. She would carry and give birth to the next heir of their family. And yes, Charity was the perfect choice. His father would approve.

It was Chamberlain not heir. “You served King Alfred? How come we are just seeing you for the first time?” one of the elders demanded sharply. “I served the crown, as my mother did before me.” Charlotte corrected evenly. There was a murmur of confusion, “But what does that have to do with claiming to be royal blood, you said you were the rightful heir?” another council member pressed, irritation rising. Charlotte lifted her chin and said replied “I am the previous king’s daughter and late Alfred was my stepbrother.”

Edward fell silent when his daughter asked not to argue over something that would only add to the problem. "Father will be quiet if that is your wish, Violeth." Edward took a deep breath. "Carver, keep eating and don't overthink this argument!" Edward looked away from his wife. "But daddy. I'm sorry I'm the son-in-law for causing such a stir in this family," Carver said. "You are not a rioter. You are a candidate who will inherit the company later, because Violeth is my father's biological child." Edward said confidently.

The threatening expression of Charlotte made the whole crowd shut up . ' That's my wife ! ' thought king Damien with a proud tone . " Your majesty , with all due respect since you are now the queen . This woman has already given birth to someone else's child . She has a bastard and now wants to get that bastard with unknown blood inside the royal family's register . This is insane . You need to take precautions about this . " said the noble lady .