Families can be a bit confusing. And not just when it comes to behavior and relationships, but also when it comes to bloodlines. Today, many companies use genetics to trace your ancestors, all the way back to many generations. These very companies have researched famous celebrities and found out some surprising facts about their antecedents.
Bright Side delved into just a handful of these celebrities and found some relationships. Enough for us to exclaim that history truly repeats itself.
1. Beyoncé Knowles is the 25th cousin of Queen Elizabeth II.
Beyoncé Knowles, well known for being music royalty, has royal blood running in her veins too. She is the 25th cousin to Queen Elizabeth, once removed since they both share King Henry II as a common ancestor.
2. Angelina Jolie has lineage from King Phillip II of France.
King Phillip II of France ruled from 1180 to 1223 and is known to have brought financial stability to his country. He also increased the royal coffers. Actress Angelina Jolie carries French royal blood considering she is a direct descendant of Philip II. Strangely enough, she played Queen Olympias in the 2004 movie Alexander, opposite Val Kilmer’s Phillip II, only this was Phillip II of Macedonia.
3. Brad Pitt is a descendant of King Henry II of England.
Brad Pitt is no less royal either. He can trace his ancestry back to King Henry II of England, who ruled from 1154 until his death in 1189. Coincidentally, King Henry II’s wife, Eleanor of Aquitaine, was first married to French royalty, making Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie somewhat predestined to a failed marriage. This also makes Pitt a 25th cousin, twice removed, to Queen Elizabeth.
4. Jane Austen is Anna Chancellor’s great-aunt.
In 1995, Anna Chancellor starred as Caroline Bingley in Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice BBC Miniseries. But she has a deeper connection to Jane Austen as well. The highly venerated author is an 8-time great aunt to Chancellor.
5. H.H. Asquith is Helena Bonham Carter’s great-grandfather.
Helena Bonham Carter is best known for her off-the-beaten-path roles, like that of Mrs. Lovett in Sweeny Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street. But she comes from illustrious family background. Herbert Henry Asquith, the Prime Minister of the UK from 1908 to 1916, was her paternal great-grandfather. She is also related to Jane Austen, and subsequently to Anna Chancellor.
6. Harry Lloyd is a descendant of Charles Dickens.
Harry Lloyd, who plays Viserys Targaryen in Game of Thrones is the great-great-great-grandson of the famous Charles Dickens, the author. Lloyd’s mother, Marion is the descendant of the seventh child of Dickens, Henry Fielding Dickens, who in turn had 5 children.
7. Benedict Cumberbatch is the 16th cousin to King Richard III.
Benedict Cumberbatch is distantly related to King Richard III, who ruled England from 1452 to 1485. He was the last English king to have died during a battle, and later, there was a whole investigation into finding his remains, enough for a reburial. Cumberbatch, who plays Doctor Strange in the Marvel movies, is the 16th cousin to the king. He also read a poem at his royal ancestor’s reburial.
8. King Henry I is the ancestor of Sigourney Weaver.
There seem to be many celebrities who can trace their lineage right back to English kings. King Henry I, who ruled from 1100 to his death in 1135 may have died without a male heir, but his bloodlines spread far and wide. Actress Sigourney Weaver, known for her role in Alien, is a descendant of Henry I, and this also makes her the 24th cousin of the Queen, once removed.
9. Jake Gyllenhaal has antecedents back to King Edward III.
King Edward III ruled the English from 1312 to 1377 and is known as a rather conventional king, who pursued warfare but could also show great clemency. There are many celebrities who can claim blood relations with him, including Maggie and Jake Gyllenhaal. Others include Michael Douglas, Hillary Duff, and more.
10. Meghan Markle is related to William Shakespeare.
We know Meghan Markle is related to the British Royal Family, by way of her marrying Prince Harry, the Duke of Sussex. But she already has famous blood in her veins, considering she is cousins with the great playwright, William Shakespeare. Markle is a fifth cousin to the Bard, 12 times removed.
11. Ozzy Osbourne is related to Tsar Nicholas II, and more.
Then there is Ozzy Osbourne, and DNA might prove there is a method to his madness. Researchers say that the singer is not just a descendant of the Neanderthal man, but also a relative of outlaw Jesse James. But his claim to royal fame is with the last Russian Tsar, Nicholas II, whose entire family was wiped out in the revolution.
12. Cary Elwes is a descendant of infamous miser John Elwes.
Actor Cary Elwes is related to John Elwes. As a man, John Elwes may have been unremarkable except for the fact that he was an extreme miser. It is also alleged that he was Charles Dickens’s inspiration behind the miserly character, Ebenezer Scrooge, in the classic A Christmas Carol.
13. The Deschanel sisters are related to Louis IV of France.
Zooey and Emily Deschanel have both made their names in Hollywood. Zooey is the star of the series New Girl, while Emily Deschanel was the heroine of Bones. And both can lay claim to royal French blood, all the way back to King Louis IV of France, who ruled from 936 to 954.
14. Anderson Cooper is Cornelius Vanderbilt’s great-grandson.
Anchor and host Anderson Cooper is the great-grandson of Cornelius Vanderbilt, the shipping and railroad magnate whose familial wealth was once more than the US treasury. His mother, Gloria Vanderbilt was the granddaughter of Cornelius, but Cooper remembers deciding to start work early, considering the family fortunes were much diminished by the time he was in his teens.
15. Robert Pattinson is a descendant of Vlad the Impaler.
Robert Pattinson may have played the love-sick vampire, Edward Cullen, in the Twilight series, but he has a real-life blood connection to “Dracula.” Bram Stoker’s famous character was allegedly inspired by the Transylvania despot, Vlad the Impaler, and Pattinson is related to him, via the British royal family.
So which of these celebrity connections really caught your interest? Do you know of your family’s famous genealogical connections too?
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My Millionaire Father Left Me Homeless Until I Discovered Something Worth More Than Money
My father and I were standing beside his brand-new car, admiring the sleek black paint and shiny chrome details. I was already thinking about when I could take it out for a spin.
Suddenly, a homeless man shuffled over. His ragged appearance seemed out of place next to us as he stopped a few feet away.
“Excuse me, sir. I don’t mean to bother you, but… if you have any work, I’d be glad to earn a few dollars. I can wash the car or… clean your shoes.”
I looked at him, repulsed by his appearance.
“No, thanks,” I snapped. “I don’t want you touching my stuff with those dirty hands.”
The man didn’t respond. He didn’t argue or make a scene. He just gave a small nod and walked away, disappearing into the city crowd like he was used to hearing that kind of response.
I felt a strange satisfaction as if I’d defended my world. My father had been quiet the entire time. Later that evening, though, he called me into his study, his face unusually serious.
“Declan,” he started, “I’ve watched you live your life without any understanding of what’s really important.”
I frowned, not knowing where this was going.
He continued, “That man today… you treated him like he was less than human. That attitude is going to destroy you. You think money makes you better, but it’s the one thing that can ruin you.”
I tried to interrupt, but he raised his hand.
“From now on, you’re not getting another dollar from me until you learn to be a decent person. No money, no inheritance, nothing.”
“What do you mean, nothing?”
“I mean, you’re going to earn everything on your own. I’m giving you these clothes from the second-hand store, and that’s it. You need to learn the value of money, Declan.”
That wasn’t just talk. I found my accounts frozen. No more luxury, no more easy life. I was left with nothing and no way out.
The first days on the street were nothing short of humiliating. One minute, I was surrounded by luxury, and the next, I was searching for a spot to escape the cold.
The reality of it all hit me harder with each passing day. I always thought it could never happen to me. Yet there I was, shivering under a bridge, wishing for even a fraction of what I once had.
My mind kept drifting back to Layla. I had promised her a night out somewhere elegant and expensive, a place worthy of her beauty.
But now, what will she think if she sees me like this?
I wore ragged clothes, had unwashed hair, and had no money in my pockets. The thought of showing up in this state was unbearable. On the second day under the bridge, I heard a voice.
“Hey, are you alright?”
A young woman was standing in front of me.
“You look like you could use some help,” she said, offering me a hand.
I hesitated for a second, ashamed of what I had become. But I had no choice.
“I’m a volunteer at a shelter nearby,” she said. “It’s not fancy, but it’s warm, and we can get you cleaned up and something to eat.”
She led me down a few streets until we reached a modest house. The furniture was worn, but it didn’t matter. After spending nights under the open sky, it felt like a palace.
Mia motioned me to sit.
“Here, let me get you something to drink,” she said as she handed me a cup of hot tea. “This place isn’t much, but we try to make it comfortable for everyone who comes through.”
I looked around. “Why are you helping me?”
“It’s my job to help. But more than that, I know life can turn upside down in the blink of an eye. I’ve seen people from all walks of life come through here. You’re not alone in this.”
Her words hit me harder than I expected. I nodded, grateful for the first bit of kindness I had felt in days.
Later, Mia brought me clean clothes and showed me how to clean up.
“I know things seem bad now,” she said as I combed my hair in the mirror, “but you can get through this.”
Her kindness gave me hope.
The next day, Mia helped me prepare for a job interview at a local restaurant.
“It’s not glamorous, but it’s a start.”
I knew she was right. I had to start somewhere. The interview was short, and I began my duties immediately.
I started doing the dirtiest work: taking out the trash, mopping floors, washing dishes. It was tough, but I kept reminding myself that I had to earn enough to stay at a motel and buy decent clothes for the date.
Each day was hard, but with Mia’s support, I started to believe I could face whatever came next.
A week of hard work passed, and it felt like the longest week of my life. Every day at the restaurant was a struggle. My hands, once soft and unblemished, were now calloused from mopping floors and scrubbing grease off dirty dishes.
It seemed like everything was working against me. Plates always slipped from my grasp, buckets of water splashed over my shoes. Each time something went wrong, the manager was quick to pounce.
“Declan, can’t you do anything right?” he barked one afternoon as I fumbled with a tray of dirty dishes. “This isn’t a playground. You mess up again, and you’re out!”
I could feel the stares of the other employees burning into my back, but I just nodded, biting my tongue. My pride had already taken enough hits.
Outside, as I walked home from work, I heard kids running down the street, laughing loudly.
“Look at him!” one of them shouted, pointing at me. “He can’t even walk straight!”
They giggled as I stumbled, my feet dragging from exhaustion.
When I’d finally make it back to the shelter, I’d go straight to the shower. Every night, I collapsed onto the bed, too tired to even think, only to wake up and do it all over again the next day.
By the end of the week, payday came, and I eagerly opened the small envelope, hoping it would be enough to keep me going. But inside were only a few crumpled bills.
“That’s it?” I muttered, stunned.
The restaurant owner looked at me coldly.
“You’re homeless. And you’re an awful worker. Be glad I gave you anything at all.”
At that moment, I saw myself in the homeless man I had once insulted. I finally understood what it felt like to be treated as if you didn’t matter.
Despite everything I had been through, I decided to go on that long-promised date with Layla. I hoped she would see me for more than the wealth and status I used to flaunt.
I arrived at the café, my palms sweating. Layla walked in, her high heels clicking sharply against the floor. She was just as stunning as ever. Her eyes scanned me from head to toe.
“Declan,” she sighed, “I thought you’d at least show up in a decent suit. What happened to the car? I expected dinner at that fancy place downtown, not… this.”
She gestured around at the modest café, her voice dripping with frustration.
“I’m sorry, Layla. Things have changed for me. I don’t have the money I used to, but I thought maybe we could still…”
She cut me off, shaking her head.
“I’m not here to help you rebuild yourself, Declan. If you can’t offer me the life I deserve, then what’s the point?”
Her words were like a slap in the face, but they were also the truth I needed to hear. Layla wasn’t the woman I thought she was. She was just a reflection of my old shallow life built on appearances and material things.
After she left, I sat there for a few minutes, processing it all. In my old world, I would have been crushed, but now, I no longer needed to chase after someone who only valued me for money.
With the little money I had earned, I bought a box of pastries from a local bakery. As I walked through the park, I spotted the homeless man I had insulted weeks ago. I handed him the box.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “For how I treated you before. You didn’t deserve that.”
“We all have bad days,” he said simply, accepting the pastries.
His words lifted a bit of a weight off my shoulders. Then, with the last bit of cash I had, I bought a big bouquet of roses and headed to the shelter.
Mia was there, as always, helping others with a warm smile on her face. I handed her the flowers.
“Thank you, Mia. For everything. I don’t know where I’d be without your help. I was wondering… would you like to go for coffee with me sometime?”
Mia’s eyes lit up. “I’d love that, Declan.”
At that moment, I realized something I hadn’t understood before. Life isn’t about money or status, or how you look to others. It’s about the people who lift you up, who see you for who you really are, and help you become better.
My father appeared later that evening and admitted he had been watching me all along.
“I’m proud of you, son,” he said quietly. “Let’s go home.”
And for the first time, I felt like I had earned it.
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