Novel & Cerita Is There Romance In The Inheritance Games

"But, if you forcefully take what you want tonight, you will only ruin the focus of our alliance at a critical moment. Dominic is not completely dead yet. His old grandmother still holds the primary inheritance card." Julian swallowed hoarsely, his sharp jaw which was within the stroke of Vivienne's chubby fingers moved to clench tightly. "Then how much longer must I wait, Vivienne?! I can go crazy seeing you touched by another man in this mansion!" he roared with a voice that softened yet remained laden with an extraordinarily thick desperation raging in his chest.

Her pregnant body took it all and demanded more. Elena, belly full and body marked, held me close afterward. “Every child, every lie, every fuck brings us closer to eternity.” The bloodline grew. The lies multiplied. The lust never faded. Our dark romance was the only constant in a world of venom and inheritance.

"Why Isabella?" Callum leaned forward. "What draws you to Chloe?" Isabella's gaze swept over her ancient clansmen. A thousand years of immortality had left them desperate for entertainment, and The Games, well, perhaps second only to the annual Bloodlust Gala, provided rare excitement. "There's something in her eyes," she replied. "A warrior's spirit." Callum smirked. "She won't survive the first round." All eyes turned to the massive screen displaying the contestants.

“You really are the coldest of them all.” I accepted the compliment. Because it was true. My brother, Alessia’s father, ruled with charisma. I ruled with consequence. “You’ve known Alessia since she was born,” Giancarlo said. “What made you turn on her?” I turned back toward the sea, watching the storm clouds gather over the water. “Because she was never meant to inherit.” “She’s capable.” “She’s a woman.” Giancarlo gave me a look. “That again?” “It’s not misogyny. It’s history. Power in our world isn’t inherited by blood alone—it’s taken by ruthlessness. Alessia thinks she can rewrite the rules. That love and legacy can live in the same bed. She married Dante Moretti and thought she’d tame

“It is your right to inherit his possessions. Including her.” My heart skipped. Rage poured in. "Thorne is not dead, you motherfucker!" I wanted to scream and knock her face with my fist. But I forced myself to remain calm. Kaelric turned on her, disgust twisting his face. “Then let me say it again - clearly this time. I. Will. Never. Accept. Lazhara.” “She is your inheritance!” “Then to hell with inheritance!” Kaelric slammed his fists onto the table. Everyone flinched.

More than Damian himself. “You’d strip me of everything I’ve built,” Damian said quietly. Gregory’s gaze was unyielding. “You didn’t build it. You inherited it. And inheritance is conditional.” Damian laughed once, sharp and humorless. “This is about control.” “This is about survival,” Gregory corrected. “Empires don’t endure on sentiment.” Damian set the glass down with more force than necessary. “I’m not interested in marriage.” Gregory waved a dismissive hand. “I didn’t say marriage.”

Wendy's actions were not surprising given her character. "Inheritance?" Chris questioned, "Is your dad about to kick the bucket?" After all, how could it be called an inheritance if he wasn't on the verge of demise? Paige responded, "Maybe... My mom wishes my dad were dead." Paige felt a mix of emotions. Despite her parents not treating her well, she had always thought their relationship was good. Now, they seemed to wish ill on each other. Love, she realized, could be both passionate and fickle.

I had even lied to him and said that the engagement ring I had thrown at him when we broke up was something he had given to Blair. Things took a more complicated turn when I found out that I had to marry either Jayden or Jared to inherit Red Moon Inc., the company my late grandfather had inherited and the treasure of the Red Moon pack. This made Jared dragged into all the chaos that was happening in my life at that time. His presence was clearly not to Jayden's liking, even during his amnesia, as he desperately clawed to regain his memories, and the dynamics of their relationship were still an enigma that I had yet to fully decipher.

My tone was too calm—dangerously so. The room fell silent. One of the elders shifted uncomfortably. “We need an heir to solidify your position. A Luna. You cannot remain Alpha without one.” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Rory flinch, her gaze dropping to the floor. I exhaled slowly, then said, “I have a mate already. She will be Luna and bear my children.” Zike let out a short laugh, shaking his head. Then, with a slow, taunting smirk, he said, “We all know you’re impotent.”

That took me by surprise, she never calls me sister. “Addison, your dad told me you don't want to go. Get up, you have to go there.” My mom walked closer to me and sat by my side. “I don't feel like going to the conference. I know what they are going to say, they went to clear their names. No one is blind to the investors that had been dropping, they just want to use me for their benefits.” I retorted. “Use you? You will be getting married to Warren Lannister, isn't that a good thing? Addison, you better get up now and get dressed!” Clara shouted angrily at me. I was a little taken aback by her aggressive behavior.