What's My Name From Descendants 2 Lyrics Novels & Stories

Lily looks back at the prophecy, reading a passage out loud. “Her descendent will be mated, to the son of the moon.’ HER descendent, not his. What was your mother’s last name, Madelyn, do you know?” As she reads the line, I feel that same zing, that same pull to the words. I am her descendent, even if I have no idea what that means. “My mother’s maiden name was Falkor.” “How very appropriate that the descendant of the Guardian of the People is mated to the son of a Guardian,” an ethereal voice says behind me.

“And he… he’s the Alpha.” He raised a brow at me, a slow, amused smirk spreading across his face. “Unidentified?” he echoed, the laugh in his voice low and teasing. “Sweetheart, for someone who claims to be so lost, you sure talk like you’ve been running circles around the whole world.” I blinked, swaying slightly, and swallowed down the heat rising in my chest. “Well…” I slurred, trying to sound sober but failing completely, “I’m not exactly unidentified… according to rumors, I’m the last standing descendant of the Blackwoods.”

Vincent asked, his tone almost hesitant, as if he already knew the answer but feared confirming it. "My name is Ruby, Ruby Michaels," I replied, my voice filled with uncertainty and fear, acknowledging my identity, my legacy, and the weight it carried. He staggered back, his face a portrait of disbelief. "No," he muttered, unable to accept the truth that stood before him. The implications of my lineage were profound, shaking the very foundation of my understanding of who I was.

His attention was back on Alex and these revelations that just kept getting more bizarre as they were told. “Her last name was Cayce, that’s all I know.” Alex felt lost as she didn’t even know who she belonged to or who she came from. Danny kissed her softly on the cheek and drew her closer to him. His wolf felt the sadness that was radiating off their mate and wanted to console her and let her know that he would always be there for her. “You’re a descendant of Edgar Cayce,” Derek spoke this more of a realization than of a question for the girl.

Dad kissed my cheek and whispered, “I’m glad you’re making friends.” “Thanks, daddy,” I smiled and headed to my room. I closed the door and grabbed my bath stuff, I went into the bathroom and got undressed. I filled up the tub and climbed in, I stared out the window and thought about what Onyx said… Monochromatic Musicista. A musical soul with no form. I couldn’t get that out of my head… I knew that I couldn’t ask my parents about it, muses above know that they’ll flip if they found out.

He nodded. “She made sure the child got away safely, and since that time no one has ever been able to find any of her descendants, but not for lack of trying. Many want the curse reversed after all. But you” he paused, looking for the right words. “You know of her, without us telling you; you see her, and you have her silver hair. I’m betting you are a lost descendant.” Oh. Oh. Shit. So what did that mean then, were my parents also her descendants? Did they even know? My world was getting shaken up like a bad bag of shake and bake and I was less than thrilled.

We are here to discuss other matters. Political matters. I guess…. “So have you had a chance to think about everything?” he asks me, spinning his goblet slightly as he speaks. “Do you have questions?” “I’m not sure if I have questions or not. I’ve gone over everything you’ve told me a dozen times, and I guess I get most of it. I’m the only direct descendent of Darius Bleiz, so I guess that technically makes me a Luna. So I could be a threat to the Blacks. Why didn’t they just have me killed or something? That’s what they did to my dad, right?” I feel a pang in my chest and ignore it. I miss my dad so much.”

she asks, trying to move but her feet wouldn't, no matter how hard she pulls herself off the floor. “Descendants of Golden…stop trying” a voice echoes in the vastness. From a distance, Emery could see a woman with long hair off in the distance but like a blur, she couldn't make out who she was or how she looked. “You've done so well Emery,” the voice says. “Who are you and how do you know my name?” Emery asks but the voice only chuckles. “I've known you long before you were born—a child born in the greatest lineage of history. Your heart is heavy for the departure of your brother, but this test is not his but yours” the voice announced” Emery looks into the distance not understanding a word.

THE SIT DOWN PART 2 JessBlue “How about I make that decision when the time nears for your aunt Jessblue to go back home.” “Okay mom, but if you wish not to go then maybe I can go, and I will take Des with me. I know she would love to go on a trip.” Cristina begins to laugh at his suggestion of another going with him. “May I ask who this person is you call Des, Boy?” “She is my best friend and…” Clearing his throat, “she is also my girlfriend and soul mate. We are inseparable. Her real name is Destiny, but I have always called her Des.” I could feel the excitement in his words as he mentioned the name.

Albus finished. Goosebumps scattered across my skin as I felt an overwhelming emotion hit me. And it did not help that I was just finding out I was the last of my people. Angry tears were trailing down my eyes and I sniffed. “What were their names?” I asked in a shaky voice. It was at this point that Issa finally reacted. He held me close to him and I leaned gratefully into his body. “Jace and Judith Moonheart.” Albus revealed.