The Descendants Novel Novels & Stories

And then…Darkness. CHAPTER 1 The world believes my father murdered Adrian Voss’s mother. I know he didn’t. The problem is… I can’t prove it. And now I’m here, outside the gates of Blackthorn University, the last place I should ever return. Aunt Frieda parked the car. As I stepped through the Blackthorn archway, a strange unease crept up my spine. This was Adrian’s world .His family owned half the buildings on this campus. If he saw me here…I didn’t know what he would do.

“I know you think I’m trying to manipulate you into marrying you. But I’m not. I’m honestly trying to help you. It's true. My grandfather found a descendant of the witch, Myrna. The one who cursed your family? Her descendant had a vision. She…she prophesied that I could bear your child. I’m the only one. We can break the curse.” My heart lurched. Break the curse? Longing swept over me. For years, that was the only thing I had wanted. To be rid of this awful curse. To father children. To keep my lineage alive. I was momentarily lured by her promises, but then I realized there was a flaw in her story. My eyes narrowed. “A descendant? Impossible,” I scoffed. “Witches are extinct. There are no d

JULIAN’S POINT OF VIEW The night air was filled with the harsh scent of tobacco and the distant murmur and cars of the city below. I leaned back in my chair and watched the scenery with great interest, the familiar weight of a cigarette between my fingers. The balcony of my study had always been my refuge…. A place where my past, the heavy weight of my past don't suffocate me as much as my room did. It was a place where I can boldly let go of my problems without feeling guilty about it.

He quickly closed the gate back and moved closer to stand beside her as they both stared at the gate, And back to the house he just came out from, trying to match their thoughts on the cause of the problem. As Natasha looked at the boss’s beautiful mansion, she quickly forgot about the problem that happened a while ago. She was mesmerized by how tall and well constructed the building was. She remembered that she hadn’t taken her time to view the building. She opened her mouth wide in excitement, wondering how lucky their boss' wife is for living in a mansion like this. She wished the mansion belonged to Daniel. Daniel on the other hand went to return the bucket and the short towel he used to

Didn't reach out to anyone from my old life. I just sat in that apartment above the hardware store, one hand on my still-flat stomach, and tried to figure out how Nova Hart had become Elizabeth Moore. And how Elizabeth Moore was going to survive what came next. Alone.

"Cora is innocent. She's only 23. She doesn't know anything about any of this." "23?" "Yes, 23." Elise nodded desperately, thinking she had found a crack in my resolve. "She just graduated last year. This is her first time going out on a research vessel..." "What a coincidence." "What?" "I knew someone who was also 23 when they died." Elise went still. Beside her, Griffin's head snapped up to look at me. "Who the hell are you?" "That’s not important. What’s important is that you let Brody's daughter go first."

She looked down at her own hands—so well-manicured, so carefully maintained. She'd been the Harrison heiress for over forty years. Silk and satin. Adored and envied. At the card tables, society ladies fawned over her. In their circles, everyone flattered her. She thought that life would last forever. But now, the truth had caught up with her. She was nothing. "Dad," she said, looking up, her eyes filling with tears of fear. "I called you 'Dad' for twenty-three years. Even without blood, there's still love."

Drake turned to motion towards Angel, "My dear friend here is very hungry if you can give him something to eat, I will gladly get rid of any monsters you wish.” “We don’t have much but if you can kill those damn monsters we can certainly spare something.” They looked up to see an older version of the little girl holding a rifle. “Names Alexis Romanov and she’s my little sister, Akilina. Come in and we’ll talk.” Drake stood up, “That would be good.” He turns toward Angel again and holds out his hand. Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin.

I could care less about his secret as long as I was happy and Matthew was my happiness. I just hope my daughters will find their happiness with their lords as much as I did. Becca blinked her eyes as she was reading her mother's note in the book. Her father was one of the Vampyre? But he did not serve in the Higher Court and he was happy to leave as a merchant between the sprawling towns in Niapachad Island. Her father would move around the island to sell goods and trades. She did not know that she was a descendant of a Vampyre as well as the Origins, considering that only the descendants of the Origins can have Porphyria that evolved them to become a Vampyre.

I'll make sure of it. I walked through the deserted village and gazed about the small forest space. I can’t believe that these creatures live like this. Tiny little huts in the middle of the forest. Some of them looked to be powered by generators, others seemed to have no electricity at all. They live so removed from civilisation, so rough and rogue. I understand why. It's so that their existence remains hidden from the humans. But like this? They couldn’t manage something a little more civilized. Either way, this is my nightmare. I did my time in the dark and squaller. Never again. Now, I avoid it the best I can. I would much more prefer the few luxurious things this shitty life has to offe