Novel & Cerita Royalty Descendants

Hailey's lips twitched and she wanted to deny it even though he truly hadn't been listening to what he said but he didn't even let her talk before he cut in, "We'll, I'll say it again." He began, "The Rothschild family is a complex family and there are a lot of descendants. You must have heard that we are from the ancestral family directly related to the royal family." Hailey nodded gently, recalling that she seemed to have heard about that truly. "Yeah, I heard. What about it?" "It's a big family after all. How do you think it runs?" He continued. "There are there major branches in the family and we all have a lot of members. You just have met some of them in grandfather's birthday that day

“Yes, but I only found out years later, when she transformed for the first time. Doctors at Silver Bow examined her as a baby and determined that she was a wolf cub. They had to make sure that she was one of her kind and that I wasn't lying, but somehow she had her supernatural powers suppressed until she came of age. After she went through her transformation and we saw the white fur covering her body, we knew there was something special about her. Her powers were beyond anything I had ever seen as a witch, but she had no control over them. I realized they were triggered especially when she was feeling anxious or angry,” she explained. “That’s when I started investigating white wolves and di

Mom and Dad celebrated my brother's birthday with luxury and also by inviting all Willis. The treasure my mother's parents left behind was a lot. There will never be seven derivatives. My mother was a descendant of knights from the famous noble family, the Gibson family. As for dad, he's just a human being from a simple family who has no descendants of knights or hunters. Those who do not have such a lineage, are considered weak and very easy to destroy. But that's just an old-fashioned thought. For now, those who have children or not, coexist peacefully without any more strife and debate.

Knox whispered, his face dipping lower until his lips brushed against mine with a burning, lingering warmth. "This child isn't just an heir, Sloane. This is the first and only true biological descendant of the Hartley line. The moment this news hits the boardroom, every single dissident director will have to bow to your terminal permanently." I rested my palms against his chest, the final pieces of our dynasty falling flawlessly into place. Let the board plot their useless coups; they were fighting for a throne that had already been genetically locked. Looking up into Knox's dark, triumphant eyes, I smiled. The Hartley empire wasn't just safe, it belonged completely and undeniably to our blo

The hybrids’ abilities were not just for show; they were the foundation of their society, their power and strength. The kingdom thrived under the rule of the Alexander family, who were descendants of Delula. However, not all was peaceful within the royal lineage. When King Alexander, the grandfather of Princess Naomi, passed away, the kingdom faced a turning point. Princess Naomi was crowned queen, a decision that did not sit well with her younger brother, Keith Alexander. Keith believed he was more deserving of the throne and resented his sister’s ascension. His ambition and jealousy festered over the years, leading to a tragic betrayal.

"Not much success. She's pulling all the strings but whoever they are, they have their things properly cleaned up. It's hard to trace them." "There's a chance the royalties are behind this. All royal bloods have this fucken mentality that the crown belongs to them and no one else..." I dragged on my pipe before dropping my hands gently and raising my gaze to Arlan, letting my eyes open up a little bit more. "Deserves to rule. Have someone watch every relative of the previous royal family. The slightest suspicious activity should be reported. If it's inconsequential to this shit going on, kill them off instantly but if it is, have me immediately informed."

I stepped away from Julia, moving closer to Cole. “What is it?” Cole asked, having put his hands on my shoulders. “It seems that your father would be from royal descent,” he commented watching Donna in particular. She looked confused, as I studied the doctor. “What does that mean?” I asked. “In DNA samples we always test certain markers. In this case, when looking at siblings or parents and siblings, we also include markers to the royal family,” he advised. “What? Since when?” Carson questioned, moving forward. “Since there was a royal baby kidnapped decades ago. The policy had been put in place, and never stopped being conducted over the years,” he shared.

Through our connection, I could feel him drawing on knowledge that transcended his years, ancestral memories locked in Graystone blood, awakened by his first shift and the power of the convergence point. *The Royal Line flows through us both,* he communicated, well, all four Royal lines to be exact somewhere along the line, descendants of the direct lines were saved, hidden in plain sight as pups, said to have been born to pairs but were adopted, but never formally on paper, so no paper trail for Nightshade to follow.*

“But I'm not sure how this all relates.” “It means, my dear child, that your father is of royal blood,” Carlo explained, his eyes lighting up. “With his lineage, not only is he royal blood, but he can be knighted for his ancestor's battle bravery. If your father becomes a Knight of Orsino, and you are his next of kin, then you are no longer considered common blood. Far from it.” Sabrina's knees went weak and she held onto Marco for support. “You mean...” she whispered.

She’ll let them be. “Do you happen to know when’s the last time there has been a descendant of the moon goddess?” Someone raised a sensible question. Luna took a deep breath. She’s pulling information from the top of her head. “The last Alpha King was a son of a descendant. You have records of it, yes? It’s been more than a century, I would say.” “You, being related to the royals . . . would that mean your kids with Alex would be royals? Would they have a right to the title of the Alpha King?” Jeremy was the one who asked, and he smirked upon receiving a glare from Alex.