Books Like The Inheritance Games 소설 & 이야기

Some girls inherit power. I inherited a warning label. Wolfless. Servant. Spare. I'm the adopted daughter Alpha Sebastian Corwin never wanted, grew up learning exactly what I was worth: nothing. While my "sister" trained to inherit an empire. Sent to Valez High Academy to carry his real daughter's luggage, swallow her insults and not disappear the moment she needs someone convenient to blame. Eighteen years old, and I still can't shift. Still can't summon a single spark of magic. Still nothing but the help wearing a Corwin last name like a costume that never fit. Valez High Academy was supposed to change that. Three years among the elite of the shadow world—vampires, witches, si

I was meant to only see it. Even curses can be changed. I formed out of the shadows of my father’s room as I watched while he struggled to breathe. Give it a few more weeks and he would be no more. That was the position, I place him in. To be slowly wasting away while not be able to do anything and knowing that there was no salvation coming, just death. Well death was here, in form of his younger heir to the throne. I needed to remove this Yama and cause havoc between my brother and his wife more. Then, maybe then. I will gain control of the throne and the empire as it is my birthright.

After she got at least enough books to make her occupied while Nicholas is at the meeting, she settles on to the small bedroom window that wasn’t that cramped more spacious but was enough for her to have a comfortable space to read at. Randomly picking the books amongst the huge stack, Zinnia pursed her lips as her brows rose with interest after seeing the title of the book in her hands. ‘Bane Legacy’ From the mysterious title itself, Zinnia can already tell that it must be a thriller, mystery, and fantasy book. Well, it doesn’t matter to her, the title was enough to make her stay. “Legacy? Hmm, humor me” she murmured before leaning her back at the wall behind her and finding a nice position

Isabella stood by the pool, watching him go, her heart aching. The will reading was held in the library. Isabella sat beside Sebastian, Lucas, and Lily in her lap, her mind still reeling from her conversation with Damien. The lawyer read from a document, his voice droning, the words blurring together. Sebastian inherited the estate. Damien inherited the company. Isabella inherited a trust fund she hadn't expected. "Grandfather wanted to take care of you," Sebastian said, as they walked back to the car. "He didn't even know me."

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“You were both into the same woman?” “Yeah.” Jax walked over to Mia’s shelf and touched some of the books. On the two bottom shelves, heavy, leather volumes crowded the space. Most of them had legal mumbo jumbo words written in gold. In the middle shelves, romances and mysteries stacked the level. Many of the covers appeared worn and torn at the edges. “It all started off as a game. My brother and I liked to pick a gorgeous woman and do a little healthy gamble for her panties.”

But then again, he didn't have expert knowledge on the recent happenings, so he was forced to agree. “They’re calling it Luna’s Wrath,” he continued. “They’re wrong.” A chill slid down my spine. “Then what is it?” Rael stepped closer, voice dropping. “Inheritance.” The word struck harder than any accusation. I laughed once. It was sharp, brittle. “I don’t come from anyone important” He keeps forgetting I'm an orphan. “You don’t know where you come from,” he corrected. The room trembled. Not physically, but inside me. The light flared in response, climbing my arms in thin silver veins.

he asked hopefully. “Really. I love it. I love you.” “I love you too.” Marcus had settled on the foot of the bed while Kael played, and now he reached for my free hand, bringing it to his lips to press a soft kiss to my palm. “Better?” he asked. “Much better.” “Good. Because we have more comfort activities planned.” “More?” “Darius brought his book of terrible pack histories,” Zane said with a grin. “The ones with all the ridiculous dramatic stories about star-crossed lovers and tragic misunderstandings.”

“You’ve kept me from this room my entire life. Tonight, you brought me here yourself. Why? To tell me not to touch what’s mine?” Arwyn’s lips pressed into a thin line. “You think inheritance is the same as possession? That blood gives you the right to wield what it binds? You’ve been sheltered here because out there—” she jerked her chin toward the storm beyond the keep—“your name is worth a knife in the ribs. And in here, because these relics will take from you as much as they give.” He glanced at the locket again. Its glow was dimming now, as if sulking. “You think I’m not ready.”

It not like it’s normal see someone on fire was normal but he said nothing. I will think about that later not now. I do not go to my dorm. I go straight to the library. The forbidden section smells old and heavy, like dust and secrets layered on top of each other. I search shelf after shelf, pulling out books on elemental magic, ancient bloodlines, cursed abilities, fire wielders, forbidden hybrids. Nothing matches. Nothing talks about blue fire. Frustration claws at my chest until my fingers brush against a thick, worn book shoved far back on a lower shelf.