Inheritance Nora Roberts Book 2 Novels & Stories

Not only were Stella's properties targeted, but those purchased by Chloe and Austin using company funds also fell under scrutiny. Nora took a bold step and filed a court case against her stepmother, Stella. The legal battle that ensued would determine the rightful ownership of the properties registered under the name of Nora's late father, Albert Gibson. With unwavering determination, Nora fought tirelessly in the courtroom, presenting evidence and advocating for her rightful claim. Her resolve stemmed from the deep connection she felt to her father and the knowledge that these properties held a significant part of his life's work. Nora understood that reclaiming them would not only serve as

"Tell me where your men took my children, Pablo." Pablo frowned slightly, a brief flicker of confusion crossing his disciplined features. "I don't know what you're talking about. My orders are to secure you and bring you back upstairs to the Alpha. That's it." "Liar!" she screamed, the sound tearing from her throat, bouncing off the concrete pillars. At just twenty-three, Nora had lived through more betrayal and heartbreak than most wolves endured in a lifetime. She had clawed her way up from the dirt, built a life, and protected her blood. She refused to let them strip it all away in a dirty, concrete basement.

Aurelia suggested as I nodded and changed into a more comfy outfit and laid under my duvet, hoping to recharge before evening when Alpha Blake would come for me. As I drifted away into the sleep, the thought of the mysterious book was at the back of my mind and it lingered still. I suddenly woke up drenched in sweat with a racing heart. I had had a dream again which was so real and vivid, it felt like my life. I saw Nora again, whispering to the hooded figure and this time around they were in a room, with the moon casting eerie shadows at them through the window in the empty room. Nora stood with the book, scribbling into it which the figure also read and smiled then handed Nora another smal

Nora’s house looks the same as it did two years ago, right down to the pine trees blocking it from the road, and some stubborn part of me still expects to feel like a frightened girl the moment I step inside instead of an Alpha who could level the place if she wanted to. She doesn’t seem surprised to see me. Nora is rarely surprised by anything, which used to comfort me and now, for reasons I can’t quite name, makes me uneasy in a way I don’t examine too closely. “You found something,” she says, not a question, already moving toward the kitchen table like she knew I’d be coming before I did. “I found a lot of something. I need to know what to do with it.”

Nora Browns thought she was safe. One night at St. Jude University, she witnesses a murder in a dark alley. The killer sees her too. Knox Lockwood. Campus devil by day. Ruthless biker gang leader and syndicate kingpin by night. He stalks her. Kidnaps her. Claims her as his. When Nora tries to run, he burns the world to drag her back. When a bullet finds him, she learns she’s a target too. The day her best friend puts a gun to her head, Knox pulls the trigger first. But the real nightmare starts when the truth bleeds out: Nora’s parents are the monsters. Knox’s family died because of them. Now she’s poisoned, with 20 days to live. And the only man who can save her is the one she was tau

Then silence again. Maya’s ears are ringing. She slides along the wall, trying to orient herself. The room they’re in is large. It's about twenty by thirty, with bookshelves lining two walls, a massive desk in the centre, and leather chairs scattered like islands. She's been here so many times that in daylight she could navigate it quite easily. In darkness, every step is a gamble. Light footsteps circle somewhere near the centre of the room. “You underestimated me,” Nora says, her voice moving. “That was your first mistake. Thinking I’d hide the ledger where you’d expect to find it. Thinking I’d let you walk in here and take it without a fight. You’ve spent years watching David. You never o

“Last time I went to him, he treated me like I was nothing. Then you show up — little Miss Innocent — and suddenly he’s paying attention? Laughing with you?” The words slapped her, one after another. Rose’s finger jabbed; her hands trembled with something like hurt and rage. “You don’t deserve him. You don’t deserve anything here. Sooner or later, everyone will see what you really are.” Norah felt rooted to the spot. Her palms burned where her fingers dug in around the book spines. Rose leaned in close. Norah could hear the breath. “Enjoy the walk back to your dorm, sweetheart. Remember — I’m not done with you yet.”

Charlotte’s POV It was a dreary, rainy day; the perfect day to stay inside, reading in the library. Nora and I had made our home for the day at one of the tables in the library with cups of hot cocoa and a plate of cookies between us. She sat across from me with a history book open in front of her. She was supposed to be reading about the founding Alpha families, but instead, she kept sighing wistfully, trailing her little fingers across the page.

The man was already trembling, trying to talk his way out of whatever fate awaited him. Nora leaned against the brick wall, arms crossed, watching the scene unfold. She did not announce her presence immediately. She watched silently what he was going to do with the man next. Finally, she spoke. “Want a hand, Robert?” He glanced over his shoulder, meeting her gaze. His expression did not change, but she caught the flicker of an emotion. “You should not have followed me here.” “Well, here I am now,” she replied, stepping closer. “And curiosity kills cats.”

THIRD Pov Nora fought, earnestly, not knowing which powers controlled her. Was this her hidden heritage or something new? As the fight became even more fierce, she struggled to keep watch over the kids. Not until, she smelled them and the danger around. Nora looked up sharply, her gaze fixed on two Ancients emerging, dragging small, struggling forms between them. Her blood ran cold as she recognized Zack and Zoe, their faces pale with terror as they fought against their captors' grip.