Rainha Bela Descendants Novels & Stories

"Do you wanna go up and get some rest?" "I think we need to figure out... all of this first," I say, motioning to the things we looted from the mansion. "The family tree... we did figure out that something is amiss. Tristan is nowhere near there, unless he's not using his real name." "All the younger generation kids are females," Carlos points out. "Tabitha is the next in line, a direct descendant of the throne. Marsha and Priscilla are the cousins. They are not marked dead here. So I don't know. I feel like Tristan could be using a fake name but that doesn't confirm that he's part of the family tree."

It has never happened before though but it can. While Nati only blessed sons of Niamh, Natalí could be very fickle and bless anyone she deemed fit enough to continue the royal bloodline. Natalí acts like a mother-in-law concerned for the future of her son by finding him a good woman to marry. She has never chosen a bad queen for Nayak and she would not start now.

A laugh broke through the room and there he looked at me deeply into my eyes saying, “Baby, don't you know what you asked is no small feat?” “Belinda is the daughter of the rulers of the underworld, her family are my biggest rivals and the cause of some of my biggest travails.” “What do you mean?” I quizzed him. “But she said you're supposed to be hers, make this make sense to me, Valentino.”

But then Eamonn came across a name that stuck out to him. The name that had progenerated the bloodline. Asena. There is no record of who sired her or when she had been born. Or where. In fact, the only information that exists about Asena is her name and the names of her heirs. The only line that is extended is that of Asena's eldest, Mirelda, whom Cynbel descended from. Again, no one struck me or triggered a vision for me. But the name stuck out for Eamonn, and if he sensed something then I would trust his instincts.

The day he proposed marriage, Chantelle warned him about her family. She told him about the Gaians and their Gifted descendants. She told him about how her lineage traced back to an ancient half-blooded goddess, whose life in that other world ended in tragedy at the betrayal of one she considered her own son. She said that all the Romina women in their family were expected to bear Gifts similar to that of their progenitor. Those who were not born Gifted could not inherit their ancestor’s token—Lady Carlessi’s diary, as Gregory knew now.

I stood up with my belly on display. “I am Aurora Grayson. Recently I learned that I was not at all human as I’d spent my entire life believing, I learned about the supernatural realm, I learned about my parents and each one of you here. I learned that I am not just Aurora Grayson's future lawyer but I am actually Princess Aurora Grayson-Montaforta, hair to Westhaven Kingdom, Mate of Damon Montaforta, the hair to the throne of veiled valley. I am princess Aurora Grayson, soon to be mother to My Daughter. My Daughters name is Princess Thea, Lucia Montaforta She is the Hair of Veiled Valley and The Hair of Westhaven. Damon and My Mate bond will bring our kingdoms together Our daughter will ens

After I'm dressed I follow the Empress the Imperial princesses and my mother out of room the followed by my four ladies in waiting, Lady Marina Filimena a descendant of Aphrodite, Lady Venus Hermia a descendant of Hermes, Lady Akino Solana a descendant of Apollo and Lady Caroline Solana Akino's twin sister they are also doubling as my bridesmaids while the two Imperial Princesses are my flower girls Behind my ladies in waiting are my imperial guards, Lady Myla Smati and Lady Melia Veta, descendants of Athena, Lord Clovis Ludwig and Lord Evander Murdock, descendants of Ares, Lady Vendetta Shivani, a descendant of Hades, and Lady Thea Rose, a daughter of Gaia, which is very rare Gaia is the Go

My chest tightened. “Matthias knows what we are.” “He knows enough,” she replied. “Not everything. But enough to understand that if the bond between you fully forms, his claim to Silver Creek becomes unstable.” Kael’s eyes narrowed. “Explain.” Seris turned fully toward him now. “Because Liora is not simply Declan’s heir,” she said. “She is the last direct descendant of the original royal line.” I swallowed hard. Even after everything, hearing it aloud still felt unreal.

I'm sure they believed we had chosen to be here, too, despite the tension in the air that seemed to be surrounding us. "This year, we are graced with two beings we haven't had in this realm in a very long time. One of Royalty and the other her Guardian." The King winked at me from his throne, and my stomach twisted into knots. The crowd broke out into excited chatter as they looked at Nesrin and then me. "The Princess of Gardenia her self a direct descendent of one of the most powerful bloodlines know to exist in our world." The cheers got louder, and the King laughed wickedly.

“We both know that deep down you wanted your sister to remain in the West to protect your territory till you’re back, but you can’t control little Layla can you?” “You know nothing about me,” Xavier blurted out. “I do know a lot,” Rhea nodded. “And I’ve heard rumors, rumors about a Luna, a queen from the North. We both know Ferran’s wide is dead and the only queen in the North would be referring to his daughter. I wonder if he did have a daughter.” “He didn’t have one,” Xavier said quickly. “Ferran never had a daughter. He only had a son, Justin Snow and he is dead already.”