Who Is Evie The Daughter Of In Descendants Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Your ancestry. The Queen of the Moon. The weight of those words appeared to suffocate me, making the room seem to contract around me. The Queen of the Moon. The term alone made me tremble, as though something deep within of me had been *aching* for this precise moment. "You’re saying…" My voice sounded raspy. "That I’m—" Briony gave a nod. "Evans, you are her descendent. And it's time for you to wake up." A shiver went through my body. The letter from my parents. The cautions. The visions. This was the culmination of everything. And I knew somehow. This was just the start.

Can we just move on already? "Yeah of course. You should bring Evie by sometimes; we could have diner together." Dad said. Wait did he say Evie? "You might know her Ashton, she is your age. Dark brown hair, green eyes." Shit she is their daughter. "Oh yeah, uhm I think I've seen her. I think she's in my history class." I replied. After a small conformation, the Cross' left and I went to my room. I invited the she wolf again to take my mind of Evie. She was just a quick fuck, not even good. I had to keep thinking about Evie, to even get hard. I was not a bit satisfied so just threw her out of my room and took a shower to get off.

She could be with family. The doors opened, and Kaiden marched in, heading straight toward me and looking me over before grunting in satisfaction that I was fine. The woman behind him was beautiful and easily recognizable as a descendant of Juliana. “Is this her?” I asked, stepping forward and reaching out toward the bundle in Evangeline’s arms. “No,” Evangeline snapped, at the same time that Kaiden said, “Yes.” I glanced between the two as they glared at one another before ignoring them both as the baby started to stir.

Eve. Finally, no more is she Zara Rose Petrova. The girl whose name she had adopt as her own who had treated her like a family. The daughter of her best friend who had died in the arms of her brother. She is Eve Carissa Zhatiera. The sole heir of Zhatier, daughter of the Great King Aidan and Queen Aaliyah, direct descendant of the Goddess Khione. Now, she stands on the top of her grand staircase looking down all seven of the people at the lower floor with a few who was supposed to be her trusted companion that seems to be ganging up on her with her enemies.

It’s resignation. “Because she’s his granddaughter,” he mutters. The silence that falls over the basement is absolute. Harvey pushes off the wall slowly. I freeze, fist still raised. “Repeat that,” I growl. Marcus swallows the taste of blood in his mouth. “Claire is Richard Ashford’s granddaughter. Because Evie… Evie is his daughter. His blood daughter.” The floor seems to shift beneath me. Harvey takes two steps forward, eyes narrowed. “Explain. Now.”

would kidnap Colton. “How does a man want something that’s not even born yet? What business does he have with her?” "Well…” he lifted his eyes to the ceiling. “Ethan killed his sister, and Evie's carrying Ethan's blood. So…he wants to kill the baby—someone of Ethan's.” "What?!!” Jules nearly screamed. "Yeah, I know right? What has Evie got to do with—” "Ethan killed someone?” Jules asked, turning pale as she stood from the bed.

Hearing her response, I couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Mistress Evangeline was the first person in the whole territory to say she would defend Mistress Dabria. Even her father, her uncle, her Aunt and even Helenora stood by Eve's side. Saying that it was her life to begin with. "I might have some issues with my daughter. Which was never her fault in the first place. I just forgot that Dabria was my daughter, no one else. But keeping everything aside, Dabria is my only child. And I love her more than I love myself. And I am proud of the person she has become." Mistress Evangeline was trying to elaborate her answer. I could feel the shakiness in her voice. I could only see one side of her

‘The Emperor didn't say you should keep this matter a secret from her. Venus shook her head, smiling eerily. Langit knew that whoever could save baby Venus from darkness was no ordinary person and, whoever it was, would be a more dangerous threat to her. More serious than just her daughter Venus, the Bizura who is said to be a descendant of darkness.

"The kids get to call him Dad, and that should be his honor. He doesn't need to know whether they're his biological children or not." It was still Evie, her tone light, as if everything she said were perfectly reasonable. The group chat exploded once more. "She's fearless!" "I love a crazy married woman like you. Send a full-body shot." "Give us the details and the whole story! We need a recording of this!" I stared at the screen as the corner of my mouth twitched. No one thought this was wrong, and no one felt ashamed. They were excited, like a pack of starving coyotes tearing into a piece of bloody meat, and I was the man who was being flayed alive without even realizing it.

She said with a sinister smile as she looked at her daughter. Eva's smile widened, and there was something predatory in her eyes. "Do you really doubt my abilities, Mom, Dad? You shouldn't. I am your daughter, after all. When I set my sights on something or someone, I always get what I want. No matter who I have to... remove from the picture." Mrs. Montgomery shifted uncomfortably. "Eva, please. Let's not talk about Paris." "What about Paris?" asked Tom, one of Eva's cousins who lived with them after his parents died in a car crash.