Mal's Full Name Descendants Novels & Stories

"Yeah, you're absolutely right. Then what if the baby is a girl? What name will you give her?" "We've decided her name is Malia. Malia means calm and peaceful. What do you think, Daddy?" "All your suggestions are very good. Where did you find out about those names?" Devon chuckled softly and then explained that yesterday, before the summer vacation started, Miss Tiga asked what each of the students' names meant.

The girl glanced at Vivian but uttered only a single word, barely above a whisper, "Malia." "Malia," Vivian repeated softly, acknowledging her response. "That's a beautiful name. Now, Malia, where can I take you? Your home address or perhaps a friend's address?" Vivian continued, attempting to gather more information. However, instead of responding, Malia's face contorted with anguish, and tears streamed down her cheeks.

But that pull only grows stronger with each passing day. I have made research about her. To know what makes her special enough to have two mates who are both kings, and how she is still alive. I know that she is currently pregnant, and how the baby is still in her remains a mystery because I have seen women lose their babies and their senses with far less torture. It isn’t until my diviner is called and he tells me what Hazel actually is. “A descendant of the moon goddess, your majesty. You have to be careful when dealing with her lest you anger the goddess.” My diviner said.

Yet amidst the agony, a revelation eased my suffering: I was destined to be mated to the Marshall quadruplets. I was beyond thrilled; the quadruplets were simply irresistible. Each of them possessed a distinctive trait known only to them. Handsome and tall, they commanded attention with their varied shades of hair and eyes—it was impossible to look away. Every one of them was Alpha Alex Marshall's son, inheriting the formidable legacy of being part of the Gold pack, led by the most powerful alpha in Rio. "Hey, good morning!" Malia greeted me with a warm smile, the kind that always made my day brighter. She was that one friend who stood by me when everyone else seemed to neglect my presence.

I really was a problem for them and now, they weren't even trying to hide it. I mean, as well as being alive, I had discovered that I could be more trouble than expected. When the door opens, the old men are the first to come to me. “Well,” the older-looking one says, clearing his throat. “Talking to Alpha King Jaden, we found out some... important information about you, Malia.” I stop, just to look at him. My eyes fall on Jaden and his upright kingly posture. He was so handsome and strong. I knew he'd make a fine father looking at him now.

Avalynn couldn't find the words. “Hey, take a deep breath.” “Wait,” She paused a bit. “Are you supposed to be the CEO… of M&M?” Ava questioned. “Yes.” Jace replied firmly. “Oh, pardon my manners. Allow me to officially introduce myself. My name is Jace Malvis. The only son and heir to the Malvis group. I know you're Avalynn. You have a very pretty name, I must say.” He added, swaying the CEO’s chair he was sitting on.

An older man, looking like a more handsome and fashionable version of Former Alpha James, says as he approaches and throws pants at our well hung mate. “Let me introduce, Malleus. I am sorry, I have not been able to visit until now and brought Mal without warning. He wanted to come along and it delayed my travels. You see, today is his eighteenth birthday. His father is the Lycan King’s younger half brother. His mother is half fae and half lycan. I will tell the long story of the affair we started the night I was rejected, but knowing what I do, that can wait while you make you quick celebratory rounds and go take care of your heat and rut,” he says. We finish dressing ourselves and Dee look

Lily looks back at the prophecy, reading a passage out loud. “Her descendent will be mated, to the son of the moon.’ HER descendent, not his. What was your mother’s last name, Madelyn, do you know?” As she reads the line, I feel that same zing, that same pull to the words. I am her descendent, even if I have no idea what that means. “My mother’s maiden name was Falkor.” “How very appropriate that the descendant of the Guardian of the People is mated to the son of a Guardian,” an ethereal voice says behind me.

he said. “He can even speak directly to the owner.” He frowned slightly, trying to recall. “It has a unique name… Makai…? I’m not sure—” “It’s Malakai, Papa,” Dino corrected. Cassie’s expression sharpened almost instantly. “Malakai?” she repeated, her eyes narrowing. “Yes, Miss Cassie,” Dino nodded. “Malakai Group of Companies.” Another glance passed between Cassie and Ashton—this time heavier, more knowing.

I shrugged and bit my lip, picking up my fork and eating a bit of the scrambled eggs while they digested the information. “Truthfully I don’t even remember if he had a unique scent. The more I try to recall the more things become foggy. I’m not sure what he’s after but it honestly isn’t the interaction I expect with him. I would like to reach out to Alpha Einarr again and ask him if he has additional information about the first family to settle at Ravenfiled. I know he’s the First Alpha’s second-born son but that's all that's told of Malik.” I said as I dug into the food and nibbled on a nice crisp piece of bacon.