Harry Potter Inheritance Test Fanfiction Novels & Stories

His guards immediately tensed around him. Alex rose instantly. “Sit down.” But Kessler ignored him. “The police will arrest me again,” he said calmly. “Eventually I’ll escape again. Or I won’t. At my age it hardly matters.” Alicia stared at him. “Why tell me this now?” Kessler looked at her with something almost like pity. “Because Robert is dead. And now the inheritance belongs to you.” Her stomach dropped. “I don’t want it.” Kessler smiled sadly. “That’s the problem, Alicia. People like your family don’t get to walk away.”

"Is gone. Its existence was tied to the hurt. The hurt isn't hurting anymore. What remains is... Nothing. Emptiness that is truly empty." Alexander fell to his knees, exhausted, hitting him like a wave. Beside him Kael did the same, his young face pale. His eyes shining with tired triumph. "Did we do it?" Kael asked. "Is it over?" The Architect's presence flickered, thinking. "The hurt is fixing. The Crucible is coming together. Your bond has shown that inheritance doesn't have to be a curse—it can be a gift, shared or kept." A pause. ". There are still pieces. Still broken places. Still those who want reality to stay divided who fear what being whole might cost them."

“The world doesn’t hand power to the lazy. Alejandro’s charm doesn’t impress me, and Diego’s intellect means nothing if he can’t lead. Whoever proves both brains and influence will inherit the company. Final decision.” “Guillermo—” she started. He sliced the air with his hand. “Enough. If anyone here is uncomfortable, you’re welcome to step out of the race now. My word stand and it will not change.” Silence. Only the ticking of the antique wall clock. My heart was pounding so loudly I could hear it in my ears. This was classic Father—make everything a test. Never a father. Always a judge. Now he was doing this again like he had done for most of our childhood.

"I didn't give her a chance to talk.", Harry said expressing his frustration. "She had ignored me for months, and all of a sudden, she just waltzed in after all the hurt she had caused me. I just didn't want her to reject me again." Anastasia felt Harry's pain, she understood why Harry had resorted to a contract marriage. Harry had fallen in love and had gotten burnt. "There is something I wanted to discuss with you that night", Harry said, "I found out that I have to remain married for six months otherwise my inheritance will be handed over to my nephew. "

Harry continued to do all sorts of things during the meal to please Olivia. Grainne didn't find out until today that Harry had a talent for girls. Looks like this genetic is really strong, Harry must have inherited this essence from his father. After eating, Harry and Olivia ran upstairs to the second floor to play. Grainne has designed for Harry a toy room, in which there are many large and small toys, everything has, can be said to be Harry's treasure. Harry led Olivia into the toy room, closed the door, and played happily, not even letting Grainne and Halsey in. The two mothers had to go to the second-floor balcony to drink tea and enjoy the view.

Harry hummed calmly. He made it seem like he was speaking the truth. If it were in the past, she might have believed his nonsense. "You want the child only because of my grandfather's inheritance, right? "The rumor has it that my grandfather left a large inheritance behind. If someone marries me and has a child for me, that person can inherit the fortune." Shirley snorted, a mysterious smile playing on her lips. Harry furrowed his brows. He knew that Shirley brought this up for a reason.

"It's me." My tone was firm, but there was helplessness in it, too. The three of them were so angry that they nearly hit me. "We think it's you, too, but the point is the Coxes will kill you!" They paced around anxiously. "They clearly already drafted the billion-dollar inheritance agreement. They're just waiting for the heiress to sign it. So why would they kill you the moment you're confirmed as the heiress?" Rebecca clutched her head.

I hope not. My anxiety didn't escalate into panic mode when I read my sister's name on the screen. For a moment, I just stared at Jill's photo, her big smile and light brown curls promptly reminding me of our mom. Jill took after our mom, whereas I inherited my stick-straight dark hair and strong features from our dad. Jill and I hadn't been in constant communication since our last serious conversation on the phone, which had resulted in an argument, expectedly. She'd scolded me about me leaving America on a whim.

grandpa's voice echoed out and I just couldn't help but grit my teeth at that. Spencer was just as manipulative and contemptible as his mother and I wasn't gonna let him have my inheritance. AUTHORESS After Josh had left, Monroe Carter looked on at the doors with an expression of concern. "Why suggest he gets married before getting his inheritance? You know he's just gonna find some random bimbo to present to you right? That boy's obviously not ready to settle down, he doesn't even wanna be a CEO. He just wants to inherit everything else, the money, the estates, the lands and the rest of them" came Elizabeth as she walked towards a chair and sat majestically.

Margaret sneered. "Get a grip, Felix. That Vivian girl was just some commoner trying to marry into money. Getting rid of her bastard child is nothing but a benefit to this family." "Bastard?" Felix shot up, his eyes bloodshot. "Mom, do you have any idea who you killed?" He stood, trembling with rage. "Vivian was carrying the one and only heir to the Blackwood family!" Margaret's wine glass froze mid-air.