Inheritance Novels Novels & Stories

“The old estate.” Ivy frowned slightly. “You mean the one that’s been closed for years?” “Yes.” “That doesn’t make sense.” “It does if you know him.” She crossed her arms. “Then explain.” Sebastian exhaled slowly. Like he wasn’t just explaining a location— But a man. “My father doesn’t abandon things,” he said. “He preserves them.” Ivy’s pulse ticked up slightly. “That estate…” he continued, “…was his first real acquisition.” “Before Blackwood Global?”

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.

Mr Howell asked angrily. “Dad…I don’t need to tell Susan everything just because she’s the CEO…I..I’m a man dad, stop placing a woman over me.” He replied angrily. “She’s holding my position, dad…I should be the CEO since I’m your only son and heir…not her!” He added. “Until you become serious with your life then I’ll consider your request!!” Mr Howells shouted back in anger. “She’s more intelligent and hardworking than you are even though she’s married and has a child.” He said.

I nearly crushed my phone in my hand. One photo after another flicked past my screen, and then I saw it: Serena Ashford’s necklace. That ruby pendant was our family’s heirloom. It had been passed down for more than a hundred generations, but now it was hanging around the neck of an outsider? I remembered it clearly. On Lila’s eighteenth birthday, I had placed it around her neck myself. My pulse thundered as I dialed the number for Lila’s university, words spilling out before I could stop myself. I demanded to know about her enrollment.

“Why the sudden interest in that family again after two years?” That had been the most Adrian had spoken since he arrived. This time everyone knew they had to offer up answers to the Voss heir. A throat cleared, it was his uncle Ronald. “Adrian, the circle did in fact give her the scholarship. She qualified after all. She’s a smart girl, you should know.” He laughed, trying to make light of the situation. Other members awkwardly joined. Adrian’s face remained stone, the coldness in his eyes cutting the laugh off.

"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."

But she could give them strength. After baths and a simple dinner of rare steak and rice, she tucked them into the reinforced bunk beds. Story time was always the same request now. “Tell us about the bad alpha again,” Luka whispered. Aria sat between their beds, voice low. “Once there was a cruel alpha who knotted a girl under the blood moon. He made the whole pack watch while he took her. Then he called her weak and threw her into the night like trash. But the girl didn’t die. She grew claws. She grew shadows. And she raised two little wolves who would one day make him kneel.”

It was then I realized how stiff my face had been. “Even then,” I couldn’t help but object. “That still seems like a pretty big conclusion,” I said, shaking my head but still leaving my palm in his. “It’s not too far-fetched actually. There are a lot of authors who write novels about your people. You’d be surprised how many things they end up revealing,” he said with a small smile that screamed innocence. “You read about us?” I asked, latching on to that piece of information he so casually dropped. My questioning thrown to the back of my mind.

"Thank God you were so pigheaded. Otherwise, I might've actually married you—a fraud. "Now, even if you got down on your knees and begged me to marry you, I wouldn't be interested. The man I'm marrying is Arthur. He's the real heir to the Harrison family. As for you—" She looked me up and down, her eyes filled with contempt. "No matter how capable you think you are, you're still getting thrown out." My mom let out a cold snort. "Look at you now. If you'd just listened to us from the start, you wouldn't have ended up with everyone turning against you."

"You don't smoke ? I'm not sure whether that's a virtue or not , since it means I can't either ... " Oh , please do, she interposed . And will you be as quick as you can over this - business you want to talk to me about . My aunt will be furious if I stay out too long . ' But she knows you are coming here ? She saw our letter ? Lucy shook her head . " She thinks I'm queueing up at Morton's the grocer's , she replied . " She'd be really wild if she knew I'd disobeyed her and come to see you : Oh yes , I showed her the letter , but she said that it wouldn't be about anything important and her son Stanley could see you when he gets back . "We should not have discussed your affairs with him , "