Mal always walked in darkness. No matter where she found herself standing, the world always expected greatness from her. Great ruin or great glory. That's why she preferred the dark. From the shadows, no one saw her stumble, those moments when her facade broke. They only saw what she wanted them too. Except for those who travelled in the darkness with her. They saw everything.
Descendants, 2015 - Rated: T - English - Romance/Fantasy - Chapters: 36 - Words: 151,577 - Reviews: 318 - Favs: 207 - Follows: 187 - Updated: 2/28/2018 - Published: 7/29/2017 - [Mal, Evie] - Complete