Snow White's Daughter In Descendants Novels & Stories

Even Gray said the resemblance was shocking. My hand tightened around the rose Sloane had given me earlier. Could it be…? No. Impossible. Yet the thought wouldn’t leave. Ayda’s daughter would be my age, Sloane had said. Ayda’s daughter would look like Ayda. Ayda’s daughter was taken by Frank… My pulse hammered. Blue…? My wolf whimpered, the sound low and aching. Aurora… I don’t know. But something is wrong. Something in your blood… it remembers.

Was she crazy? “Listen! We are the harrow wolves, descendants of the moon goddess who have special assignments given to them. Your mother was one of us, meaning that you are one of us too," Crescenda said to me, and I stared at her. “What?" I said to her, and she sighed deeply. She actually looked like she wanted to hit my head on something, but I was ready for her. I would do anything to save my son. Speaking of my son, I immediately swooped him into my arms and wrapped him up. I don't think I want to be here any longer.

Who would dare to cause trouble with Freya in the future? “After some time, we’ll hold a grand ceremony to acknowledge Freya as Nathan’s daughter. We’ll let the whole world know that Freya is part of the Snow family. At the same time, ten percent of Snow Corporation’s shares will be transferred to her. But those shares can only be inherited by the child in her belly now. If she marries another man and has children with that man in the future, we’ll arrange another set of dowry as well,” Wendy said sincerely.

“You are one of the descendants of the three wolf clans blessed by the moon goddess several centuries ago…of the White Moon Wolf Clan, a race of wolves thought and rumored to have gone out of existence…” What is she saying to me? “What do you mean? But my dad isn’t a white wolf- Shoots! I spoke, I said something I’ve hidden from everyone and the alpha. “I see…just as Henry thought, your mother must be the white wolf and from how much your features are unaltered also proves her line of descent. Silver…you can trust us” Her voice goes pleading at the end, making me battle with myself on if it’s a wise decision to make.

"I am the protector of the sacred treasures and I have already told you everything. You are late and the sacred treasure of the gods has belonged to a young man of pure blood." "Tell me! who is he? What kind of person is he? Tell me quickly!" shouted Aiden. He couldn't wait to find that person and snatch the sacred treasure from him. "He is a descendant of the Great God, a brown-haired youth with beautiful sapphire blue eyes. The sacred treasure is in his hands, it is impossible for you to obtain it! So, forget it!" "God's descendant? dammit! Did he find this place before me? I must snatch the sacred treasure from his hands before he gets his wish!" he thought. Aiden immediately walked away

I gulped my surprise back, attempting to keep my steely expression mutual as I gaze upon the woman. “I am Rosalie Black, daughter in law of Melinda Walker.” I began, doing my best to keep my voice even. “The last known descendant of Tamara Votadini. You already feel my daughter’s power, she will set the curse into motion set about by each generation of Walker witches. As the white wolf, I have been tasked by the Goddess Selene to stop him.” The strange woman turned her head to the side, her unnerving eyes swopping over me as if she was assessing me.

I shouted. "No. I am no evil!" the witch was very scared and added, "I know who you are... You're an Estel, the daughter of the light's descendants, but I know you'll fail on your path; not that I desire it, but it's written on your face for all to see." "That went completely unnoticed by me..."

"She... why can't I—who is she?" "You can’t get her scent as well, right?" Zoren said as he sat down beside Verena and pulled her sheets up a bit. "She doesn’t have a distinct scent; I couldn’t figure it out as well. But she is a witch. She is the only daughter of the moon that was left in the other realm. She was the reason why I got back." "A daughter of the moon?" The king raised his brow and clenched his jaw. "I know, King, I know what you are thinking. But she is not the one who locked us all in the book; she’s a descendant, the only one that can access the portals right now."

“I thought the generation ended with her seeing how difficult it was for you to shift. But the night you had your first transformation, I knew the white wolf didn't died a long with her, it was passed on to you. That was another reason why I decided to sell you off to Denver. I knew if I had to give you off, the Red Lotus wouldn't find you. But guess I was wrong.” The whole thing was becoming confusing to me. The more he kept talking, the more I grew confused. “Hold on, dad, I want to get something straight. You mean I am a descendant of the moon goddess?” “Yes. And that is why a lot of things that happens around you aren't ordinary. For instance, a mere werewolf can't see the future like yo

"Yes Nelika it's me, I thought you wouldn't recognize me. Thanks to the Moon Goddess now we have you shifted in your wolf form. Your father will be very proud of you, you're a descendant of the ancient white wolves Nelika. The rare wolf who can lead the Cold Mountain pack of the North." My ears are ringing and in my heart, I know that this is it. I am finally a she-wolf, the descendant of my father the Alpha of the North. "That is right, Loki is right Nelika. So go on now, run and let the warriors see how the white wolf runs." I look back and see my aunt who's watching my every move. Beta Loki bolted and run now it is my turn to move, so I look down once again as my furry feet move slowly.