Inherit Billions Novel Novels & Stories

"I know what he did to a lot of people. Larris glanced at her through the rearview mirror. And I know he would rather burn this city down than let you go. Her heart pounded painfully. "What does he want with me? she whispered. Larris hesitated. Then, he said the words she didn’t expect. He wants your inheritance. My what? You don’t know? He exhaled. “Of course you don’t. No one ever tells the bride. Tell me what? Larris eyes flicked to hers again dark, serious. Your late grandfather left you something, Something worth billions. Theresa blinked in surprise. What are you talking about?

They are: ~ Chasing his ~ Chasing Her ~ Billionaire's Surrogate ~ HIS ARRANGED WIFE ~ Dominant Husband: Her worth ~ BILLIONAIRES(now complete) ~ Love Pentagon ~ Dangerous Matrimony: The Innocent Devil BILLIONAIRES is my next book, and I hope you all like it! It'll be on daily updates, and will be free for a while. Synopsis: He is a billionaire, she is a billionaire. He is egoistic, she is egoistic.

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

I thought the support and love they gave me were real and honest, but it turned out to be a sham. My feet seemed to have a mind of their own as they retreated on their own and walked away from Jared's house while I was crying. I walked down the road not knowing where I was going. And when I saw street children beside the road begging for food, I gave them the cake I bought. It's better to give it to these street children than to throw it away. I don't want to waste money just because I was hurt.

If anyone could’ve stopped this, it should’ve been her. “He said—get this— Grandfather instructed him to add a condition,” Lucas said, voice rising in disbelief. “That whoever could make a billion dollars from our respective branches within a year, and also has an heir, would take over Kingston Holdings and have the inheritance. That’s the final requirement.” Elise’s eyes widened. “What? A billion?” “Yes,” he said through gritted teeth, resuming his pacing. “A billion, Mom. Not a hundred million. A billion. I mean, who even throws that kind of number out casually like that?”

Behind him, the television above the bar played the morning news: “The Billion Group announces plans to expand its philanthropic outreach— The man chuckled quietly. “Perfect timing.” He stepped into the rain. Meanwhile, back at the estate, the family had no idea the game had just taken another turn. Jamaica sat by the piano with Candy teaching her the old Billion lullaby her son had composed years ago. Liza watched, clapping softly when Candy hit the right notes. Fiona entered with Charles, her phone buzzing with new media alerts. She frowned at the headlines: “Billion Family Redeems Legacy.” “Fiona Generys: From Scandal to Strength.”

"One with... unusual abilities." Adelaide's eyes widened in horror. What kind of abilities? Dr. Lee leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Abilities that could change the course of human history." As Adelaide's mind reeled with the implications, Mino stepped forward, his eyes blazing with determination. "We're not going to let you harm our son," he said, his voice firm. Dr. Lee's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with an unnerving excitement. "Oh, I'm not going to harm him," she said. "I'm going to help him reach his full potential."

"I gave him a world worth living in, Sara. If the Coalition still owned the currency, they would have owned him forever. Now... now he's just a boy. A boy we are going to find." "With what?" I gestured to the cramped, metal walls around us. "We’re outlaws, Xander. My mother is a ghost, your father is a memory, and our bank accounts are zero." "You still don't understand the 'Banker' role, do you?" Eleanor Vance stepped out of the shadows of the aft deck, her expression unreadable. She held a small, black ledger—the physical backup to the digital purge. "The money is gone, Seraphina. But the ledger remains. You didn't just donate the wealth; you created a trillion-dollar trail of gratitude. E

77 in cash. The ghost story doesn't end. It just multiplies.

she pushed her expensive purse into my chest and I was quick to grab it before it fell. "Carry it," She said as she strutted over the entrance of the wide-angle mansion which looked like an exorbitant hotel rather than a house. But things like these rarely got to me because I didn't care about riches and extravagant living that much. I caught up to Racheal who was talking to the house butler, I assumed. He offered to take Racheal's purse from me but she refused. "Oh, let him carry it. It's his job." She faked a smile and pinched my arm before pulling me into the house with her.