The Descendants Novels & Stories

“Your brother, Keanu. He is a descendant of Kenzo and Khanza! Their son who was saved, he managed to live and drive out all the evil forces because of the power that was handed down directly by Kenzo and Khanza! He managed to get rid of me every time I targeted him and his family. He taught all his descendants how to get rid of the forces of evil. And Keanu and his family are the descendants of Kenzo and Khanza!" “Then, I have absolutely nothing to do with what happened two hundred years ago! Why have you always come to me since I was little, trying to take over my body and trying to kill me, then throwing my soul into the most cruel and terrible places?!" “He

The enchantress announced before giving Alpha Romero a meaningful glance. The leader of the pack nodded while his wife, Calliope gently and assuringly squeezed on his arms before letting him walk away to present himself in the middle of the crowd. “With that being said, I, Alpha Romero Muller, leader of the Crescent Walkers announces my plans of carrying out my legacy towards my first born son, Morgan Muller.” Morgan’s eyes widened in disbelief as he heard the news straight from his father’s lips. He momentarily felt happiness surge into his heart before a thought hit him.

Nellie answered confidently. “Correct, thank you Lady Locke. As you all know those three she just mentioned are the known descents. A descent is a person who is born or has the blood of these mystical creatures. Except of course for the god descents which have received the blessings of the gods, they are not offspring of god but only people who received their blessings. Though god descents do not have the blood of a god in their body they considered as the most powerful descent since their bodies are blessed with embers. Embers are the essence present in the realm of gods that supports the existence of the mystical creature and serves as their life force.”

I ask not understanding a bit of Derek's explanations, "The thing is you being an hybrid yout blood pisses some kind of special genes which makes you able to create descendants of your own, more like creating a clone by infusing your blood in them which makes it all confusing" "These descendants of mine, what would they be?" I ask worried and delighted, "I'm sorry but that's the big I know nothing about the little I explained just now I gotta know by eavesdropping on my father and asking him cornrows questions, but there is one thing in certain about you"

This meant pure Galerian for me, all the way. I squeezed my dad's hand and smiled. "Dad, how did you know about the direct descendants? " I asked. That was the thing he failed to tell me, and I needed to know. He smiled back at me, his light blue eyes glowing with adoration. "It was passed down, honey. If a descendant is born, they should know the real deal. The direct descendants steered clear from The Pillars as much as possible, and I never wanted to be part of a group that upholds false pretenses. It's not a right thing to live for. They knew my true nature, much to the extent of bribing me with things beyond my wildest dream. Their intentions were pure and simple; to use me against the

“There seems to be no apparent pattern. How long would it take you to run a list of names through your genealogy database, Eliza?” She answered confidently, quickly. “Not but a few minutes. Tres helped me made an easily searchable database that allows me to put in sever search queries at once.” Eliza rose from the sofa and raced down the hallway, shouting, “I’ll be right back,” over her shoulder. Romero cleared her throat. “Robert, do you mean to tell me that you think someone may be specifically targeting the descendants of gods?” “That may very well be the case, but we’ll know for sure as soon as Eliza runs the names through the database she has been compili

Fawn said. "I'm sure that she doesn't want to hear lectures on how to be a good she-wolf or whatever she is right now. Just tell us what exactly is going on" I said. I wanted to be done with this and go home. I don't like the look that he was giving me at all. Fawn cleared his throat. "Miss, you are the last descendant of a lineage of demi gods that went extinct a long time ago," Fawn said. Stacie got up immediately. I could understand her shock too. I was just as shocked. Just what the hell is going on? A descendant of demigods? Does that even exist at all?

This game would never end, even if he had to drag them all down to hell with him. It was because she knew him that she came up with this. There was nothing more important than staying alive. He didn’t know how, but she had somehow managed to get all their descendants to compromise. “But they had gotten so much from their grandparents! How could we allow them to get away so easily?!” Quincey said, unable to accept it. Their predecessors had committed such heavy sins, but the descendants didn’t need to bear any responsibilities because they were all dead. Just then, there was a knock at the door.

They created a legacy that would be remembered for generations to come, a story of love and resilience that would inspire others to follow their hearts and break free from the constraints of tradition. Andrea, the Moon Goddess Descendant, found her true purpose not only in protecting the pack but also in redefining the concept of love and shaping the future of their supernatural world. Together with Jax and Rachel, she embraced her destiny and forged a path that would forever change the lives of werewolves and other supernatural beings.

“That’s never happened before.” “No, it hasn’t. But even a deity can see the error of their ways, I suppose. These gifts will be passed down through your line only. Kaden and Liam will each have their own ability that will manifest in its own time, just as Elena’s has.” She explains. “When, not if but when, the next Armageddon comes, because it will, though hopefully not for many generations, your descendants will face it together. No longer will one wolf bear the burden alone.” “Couldn’t she have chosen a different family for the next go-round. Share the wealth so to speak?” The words are out of my mouth before I can pull them back and there is no mistaking the disdain in them.