Fanfiction Inheritance Cycle Novels & Stories

All of it would be in effect once they die or become disabled to even manage their own affairs. The inheritance…the wealth that was the very reason why the Zel Cantheliz was at the edge of its extinction; why my ancestors killed and got killed in return. They wanted me to see it. As if to make me feel guilty. To convince me to finally have my own biological heir… I smiled bitterly at how awfully smart they were moving to corner me. But it felt sad. Painful. How for once I just realized they too would die and truly leave me all alone.

Then those who were then ‘gifted’ by the are known as the . Then again, later then it was found out that the offspring of the inherited the supernatural power too. If it's the offspring of with two different elements, only either one element will be inherited— though there are some who took their child to the to attempt for a second element, but in the end, their child was perished to dust, and their parents suffered from eternal remorse and regrets that can never be repaired. Perhaps.

"Wasn't that the whole reason the Lycan King adopted Eleanor in the first place? Without the Frostfang pack's support, he'd just be another alpha, never the Lycan King. However, I heard the Frostfang pack has this tradition where the Luna can be 'inherited.' "When the father dies, the son claims her, and if the son dies, the grandson takes her. Who knows? Maybe Eleanor's already 'served' all three generations. That's absolutely vile." Eleanor's face turned deathly pale, her body trembling faintly. Ryan's expression darkened in an instant. In one swift motion, he grabbed the guest beside him by the throat.

Trinity inquired disgust laced in her tone like the very people she was talking about weren't her family. "It was what your grandfather wanted." Amoy's sister scoffs. "Why on earth would he want that?" "As you know the Tyler organisation has been in this family for four generations and I intend to make it five. So with that being said, my grandchildren will have the chance to inherit the business." Everyone began talking shocked and angry. "You're skipping a whole generation, mother." William's sister Paula states.

I grasped a truth: children mature into adults who in turn pass on their values to the next generation. Now, there exists a glimmer of hope with the arrival of the current pair, bound by fate. The others that tested before me where not of the same lineage as these two now. The pack, bound by a mysterious curse from my mother, writhes under the unyielding rule that each family may sire only two children before the chains of infertility close in upon them, sealing their fate. Desperation claws at their hearts as they are compelled to unravel the sinister enigma entwining their lineage with my mother's dark legacy.

"Can you tell me what really happened? Why this cycle doesn't seem to stop? I thought. I thought that I had stopped it already. I carry the essence of an eclipse, don't I? And I am still alive; doesn't that automatically mean my children are safe? Her mother's face softened, but there was a sadness in her eyes. "Yes, you do carry the eclipse essence, but there's more to it than you realize. I didn't tell you everything, Maxine. The eclipse essence can be carried by both a male and female, but having two of the same gender in one family-twins, no less-makes the essence unstable. It could explode.". Maxine's eyes widened in shock. "What do you mean, Mom? That Hannah or Hadzen could inherit the

Then Calix’s voice: “This thread ends at the child. Not because she’s leverage. Because she’s proof. That some legacies aren’t inherited—they’re chosen. I’m waiting.”

"Your bond creates new categories of supernatural law. Marriage rights, inheritance issues, custody arrangements, territorial claims—everything needs to be redefined." "We haven't even figured out living arrangements yet," Casie protested. "And you're talking about custody?" "The heat cycle approaches," Thorne observed with the detached interest of a scientist. "Conception is highly likely during the first cycle after bonding, especially with bloodlines as powerful as yours." Rick's face had gone pale. "Conception. Right. Because apparently my entire reproductive future was decided by ancient prophecy." "Not decided," Ashworth corrected gently. "Influenced. The bonds create optimal condition

"Don't ask, it's some mystical, Goddess thing and you'll just get a headache." I gave a small chuckle. Her smile relaxed. "It took me two days to work it out," her mouth twisted in thought. "Though, Fienna was useless." She waved me off before I could ask. "The Foxen Spirits before Cordelia and Annie." "So, they don't share hosts?" She shook her head. "Every few generations, when we," her mouth twisted, "ya know?" My eyes widened and I nodded quickly. Died. She continued. "We are reborn in the next cycle, how ever long that is."

“Hey. One day at a time, remember?” “I have a family I didn’t even know about. A cousin and an uncle ...” she begins. “And we’ll reach out to them. We can do that this weekend. We’ll make contact with them. Let them know that you didn’t know about them until now.” “I would definitely recommend that you reach out to them. You have quite a hefty inheritance waiting for you. There were two stipulations on you receiving that money. The first was that you would receive half of your inheritance when you were mated. The other half you’ll receive when you have your first child,” Hacker says.