Inheritance Nora Roberts Book 2 Novels & Stories

"Alpha Jacob hired me to do the killing personally, but asked me to spare the little baby girl and put her to use, somehow. And I had done so." I felt numb all over by the news I was hearing. The noise in the court room faded into the recesses of my mind, and all I could hear was a violent roaring. Chester's warm fingers curled around my shoulder, bringing me back to earth. "Nora is the true heir of the Wolf Claw Pack, and she shall take her rightful place om that throne!" The entire court room immediately erupted in clapping and cheers. The sound and sight of so many people in support of me, put a kind of joy in my heart that I couldn't explain.

My ascension was completed just as the voicemail ended with Clara screaming, “No. Please. Someone please, get that thing off of my son, it's killing him!”

Like how she was going to win a challenge that no one wanted her to win. - End Of Chapter 6: Damaged & Secret -

I am yours in love and heart, L Nora stared at me in silence while she watched me fold the note up and put it back into the box. “If his father is dead, then he is now the heir and a target.” I nodded. “I have no magic and, if I did, I have no idea how to get back to him.” After a brief hesitation, she said, “Maybe you’re not supposed to.” I gave her a puzzled look. “What do you mean?”

"Richard Ashford is determined to prove this inheritance is fraudulent. If you have nothing to hide, cooperating would be in your best interest." "My best interest is keeping vultures away from my family. You know where the door is." After he left, Rosa collapsed into a chair. "This is what I warned you about. They destroy everything they touch." Elena knelt beside her mother. "I'm sorry. I didn't think Richard would come after you." "Of course he would. We're easy targets." Rosa touched Elena's face. "Baby, it's not too late. Walk away. Let Dominic have it all. Come back home."

“Nene built Pierce Holdings around certain principles. The company has drifted from those, I want to bring them back.” “What kind of principles?” “The kind that care about more than return on investment.” She looked at him. “I have ideas and I have been writing them down.” “Show me.” “When they’re ready.” A pause. “Soon.” He looked at her — this woman who’d arrived in his life as a contractual obligation and had quietly become the most interesting person in it — and thought about how strange it was that the inheritance had brought them here. That Nene’s manipulation from beyond the grave had produced, somehow, this.

Nora was scrolling and tapping on her phone, but I couldn't see what exactly she was doing. Their plan was to lure her back to her father's house with the promise of returning the property to her. There, they would torture her and kill her, then hide her body inside Nora's storage unit. It took everything in me not to throw up as I listened to a mother plan such evil against her own blood daughter, all for money. "After that, we'll kill Rob now that he already listed me as his beneficiary in his life insurance." My heart stopped palpitating for a second before it resumed pounding hard. How could Rob trust her to the point of including her in his life insurance?

“On the contrary Ma’am. She has been an excellent employee but that is not the reason I wanted to speak with the two of you. You see, your daughter and I had come to an understanding but she is quite stubborn. With your permission and blessing, I would like to marry her. Everytime I want to bring it up,however, I see the fear in her eyes but I do not know why. I myself thought I would not marry soon but meeting her has changed my views. Can you please enlighten me as to why she seemed so afraid of a commitment.’ He saw the subtle exchange between mother and son before Antonia heaved a sigh. “It is not my story to tell but somehow I feel guilty. No Robert, let me say my piece. I am very proud

The original one. The bench had been replaced. Of course. He brought the crooked photograph. Sat. His daughter Nora came with him. She was thirty-two. She looked at the picture. “Which one is Grandma?” Lucas pointed. “That one.” Nora smiled. “She looks happy.” “She was.” “Always?” “No.” “Good.” Lucas laughed. “You sound like her.” Nora frowned. “I barely knew her.” “Exactly.” People could resemble without inheritance. No destiny required. They sat quietly.

My eyes narrrowed. “Fourteen down,” Grandma said, her voice wobbling. “‘Inheritance.’ Eleven letters.” My head snapped toward her. She looked back at me with wide innocent eyes and I kicked the bed frame again. Nate filled in INHERITANCE without noticing anything. Grandma watched him write with desperate tenderness, her eyes going from his hands to my stomach and back, over and over. I just stared at the crossword until the letters blurred. Then Nate dropped his pen. It rolled off the tray and under Grandma’s bed.