Villain Descendants Novels & Stories

“So, killing him was a good call? If he was alive, all this would have been close to impossible!” “But with your power ………” “My power is not even close, even if I had gone full power, it would have been futile. The chief had enough power to level a whole continent!” “I see, but if I may ask, who is this Mukura person you are talking about? Because last I checked, Tofireyi had two daughters, the first born named Monalisa and the second one her name is Divine. Born from different mothers.” “Different mothers?” “Yes, Monalisa was given birth to by Takada and Divine by the Alabaster Weald ruler, The White witch queen, Genteel.”

"Corpus meum tibi dedico matri naturae...tunc erit anima mea tranquilitas post effugium iter formatum." "I curse you; you and your bloodline will not live to be 40 years old. There will always be a creature I can count on to make the curse work." Julie saw Aleena's body turn into ash particles floating in the air. In front of her, Alistair stood proudly, staring at Aleena's death. Alistair's thunderous laughter was followed by the howls of the wolves who were still in the pack with him. Julie felt the pieces of the puzzle that had confused her at the beginning come together. With a sense of determination, she said, "Vincentius is a direct descendant of Alistair and Liam too. They are still i

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

As we walked back toward the compound, my mind raced with possibilities and fears. I was the descendant of legendary warriors. My ancestors had been powerful enough that vampires killed entire populations to eliminate them. But I was also just Calla. The woman who'd fled an abusive marriage and found love with a werewolf biker. Could I become the weapon my bloodline was meant to be? And more importantly, did I want to? The compound appeared through the trees, warm lights in the windows showing my pack going about their evening routines. My family, preparing for war while I most likely held the key to victory in my blood.

Xander asked. "Throughout her reincarnations in her own clan, the powers of her own selves were finally passed down to the last descendant, Khrystyanna. And compared to her ancestors, she can be said that she is a monster in her own rights. And the one who has the purest bloodline among the generation." Dark Raven said that made Damian grow anxious and more nervous. He didn't know that he would be in this state in his entire life. He didn't know that the root would be his own father, that his greed to anything that someone else owns is so obvious on his face.

Avery looked at Lydia in the back seat. Lydia sighed and nodded her head. ”Because if he has information but keeps it hidden, then he’s putting his entire family in danger.” My eyes widened. ”What do you mean?” I asked her. They knew something and hadn't told me. ” Malia's cousin is a descendant from the first vampire that ever existed. She’s powerful and has been seeking revenge on the people who turned her cousin, meaning you and your family. If Malia tells her that you two are mates, she might have the leverage she needs.”

“I trust your capability in making decisions, your grace. And there’s no doubt that it will work out as what you’re plan should going to be. But I . . . I just want to know why those recruits? They are still young and the future of our legacy.” “I thought you also knew that they are not part of our blood and race.” “What do you mean, your grace?” “They are not descendants of our ancestor and mother goddess of our race. They are treacherous descendants of the wind fairy. Their race does not know that they have power because the council has hidden it for many years, and we have nurtured them in our biome. There will be a great deal of trouble when our constituents find out that the first gener

Jayden returned to the cell with his sister in her mother's arms, complaining to her of her pain and ailments, especially now that she has regained her memory and brought them all back with her. "Jayden carries Mayadin"s blood in his veins, he is a descendant of the fallen himself, without any doubt. » Kayden furrowed his eyebrows in question, awaiting further explanation, and Kyle sat across from his father nervous, knowing that what he was going to say seemed insane in itself, since he himself did not understand how it happened.

Her family's been a mess since she was little. [Her father abandoned her and her mother, her mom died after a long illness, and she worked three jobs to put herself through college. She's suffered so much!] [Her good days are coming! Once Nathan falls in love with her, nobody will ever dare bully her again!] [No! If Quinn protects her, what happens to the female lead's story? Villainess, get out of here!] Vivian looked up at me. Her eyes were slightly red, and drops of wine still clung to her lashes, yet her gaze remained clear and bright.

"Your Class was locked." "It was. The marriage contract triggered a System event. The event resolved the classification conflict and assigned me a Class." "What Class." "Inheritor of Ruin." Sera went very still. The same stillness she had when he said something that registered as significant. "That's not a standard Class designation," she said slowly. "No," Kael agreed. "The System says it was designed for specific conditions. Villain bloodline, foreign soul, Void-tier Oath Witness." "The marriage contract provided the Void-tier witness component."