Inheritance Cycle Fanfiction Novels & Stories

And he lets the bitterness hang in the air, for me to taste it too. Then he says plainly, “If Dan dies by your hand, everything he owns and controls makes you the inheritor. The structure recognizes blood and acts. It is written, hidden, but it is true. If he dies by someone else, it goes to dust. If he dies on his own, you get to inherit it. But won't it be fun if you take your destiny into your own hands than wait around for someone else to deliver it to you, just like he's always done all your life?” The room narrows around me. The file falls from my fingers and knocks on the floor. Paper flutters. The world tilts a degree and keeps going.

“But I guess you’re both assholes. So, I retract my gift.” She gets up sharply. Letting the chair fall with a loud thud. “Girls. Stop.” They all did what she said at once. Lifting their hands and holding them above the tray they’d been working on. I shut my eyes tightly, wondering how I was going to even get her to forgive me. “See that, that is how fast I can change my mind and decide to let you shrink to your death,” she spits. “But I won’t. Because I won’t, because I owe someone a favor and unfortunately, you are related now.”

"What kind of inheritance did you get? Don't you need any inheritance from your mother? I will definitely buy all the things you need. You don't have to expect that inheritance." “You will never be able to replace that inheritance. Even with the whole company you own, you can’t. Because that legacy is the only place where I have memories with my father. Before my father died, we spent time there and played with the other orphans.” "Oh, I'm sorry. I really didn't mean it that way." "It’s okay. But please make me pregnant. You promised me you would grant my wish, right? I beg you, please help me.” “B-but, what about that baby if he really comes among us? I don't want to create a mess in the mi

The moment before I died in the previous cycle, I learned that my birthday party was actually the execution ground they had prepared for me. After my parents died in an accident, they left behind a massive fortune for me. But I trusted Jeremy too much. Not only did I not notarize the inheritance, but also treated it as matrimonial assets. I thought that this would give us an extra layer of security, but it ended up bringing me death. This time, I was not only going to reclaim all of my inheritance, but also going to bankrupt these two murderers and make them get what they deserved! Jeremy’s expression remained dark. He brought out a photo on his phone that showed me sitting with a man in a c

Unfortunately, my spark of pride and vehemence came to a crashing halt as I came upon the last small paragraph. ‘As for my daughter’s personal inheritance, the only chance in which she will be able to fully come into her rightful status as an Alpha, and unlock her full potential as a Silver Wolf, will be in the event of conceiving an heir of her own. Or, if—’ What?? An heir?? My concentration was suddenly broken on account of the noise that was coming from outside the room. Kane’s thunderous voice boomed off the walls, causing my entire body to shiver and quake.

"While someone simply walks through the front door." Helena looked toward the journals then toward the younger woman. "You really were the one he expected." Althea shook her head immediately. "No." Her smile softened. "Not just me." She picked up Nicholas' drawing, holding it gently. "Our family." She stated. Helena looked confused. "Dominic inherited Alessandro's heart." Althea continued to explain. “Nicholas inherited his imagination. While I inherited, somehow, the way he observed." Silence. "Together..." She quipped, “we solve him."

I looked back at Dante and Rocco, their eyes burning with need, with possession, with love. Then I walked. Down the stairs. Into the hub. The retinal scanner waited cold blue light pulsing. Eighteen hours. One scan. One heir. And when I emerged alive or dead would they still be waiting? Or would the legacy claim me first? The scanner hummed to life. A voice Alexei’s recorded voice echoed from hidden speakers: “Welcome, heir. Scan to inherit. Or refuse and all will burn.” Behind me, the door hissed shut. Locked.

She emerged exhausted but radiant, always returning to my arms. As her pregnancy advanced, our sex adapted but never diminished. Gentle breedings mixed with careful rough anal and fisting. The family grew. The lies held. The lust endured. Elena, belly full and body glowing, kissed me one night after an intense session. “No matter how many threads unravel, our bond remains the strongest lie of all.” The inheritance continued, blood, seed, and darkness eternal. —----------

“The dormant claim is waking. If the heir line answers the mark fully, he will inherit command over the chain—and the hunger will inherit him with it.” Everything inside me lurched toward Ty at once. Fear. Fury. Love. Instinct. The circle trembled under my feet as I reached for the power in me without thinking, desperate to cut the line before it claimed him too. “Mine,” I commanded—and the moment the word left my mouth, the thread between Ty and my mother snapped away from him and buried itself in me instead.

5. Inheritance Whore Chapter One I signed the contract two days ago in my grandfather’s lawyer’s stuffy office. The paper was thick, the ink black and final. To get my inheritance—the billion-dollar trust fund that was supposed to be mine on my twenty-second birthday—I had to become their shared whore for one full month. My three cousins: Tristan, Louis, and Damien. The entitled, gorgeous bastards who’d always looked at me like I was something to devour. If I refused, the money went to charity. If I accepted, I belonged to them completely. Mouth, cunt, ass, every hole, every hour they wanted me. No limits. No safe words. Just raw, filthy use.