Jennifer Lynn Barnes Inheritance Games Book 5 Novels & Stories

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.

"Shocking Reversal in Inheritance Battle—Connelly Group Heiress Turns the Tide for Her Fiance." Abigail lowered her head and whispered into my ear, so quietly that only the two of us could hear, "Don't be afraid, Glenn. I'll handle everything. I won't let anyone hurt you again." I nearly gagged. Of everyone there, she was the most nauseating. In my previous life, I thought she was my last lifeline. But instead, she delivered me straight back into the clutches of Samantha and Howard. That was when I learned they had been in cahoots all along, all for the massive inheritance tied to my name.

He sets it on the bedside table with force and intention. No. He isn’t doing this. He turns away and walks toward the bathroom, then glances back. The diary sits there innocently, as if it's waiting. Dorian narrows his eyes. She planted that. There is absolutely no way Troy Summers forgot her diary. No chance. She knew exactly what she was doing. But what? What is her game? And why is she so different then what he remembers? What happened to the sweet innocent girl that shared her bread with him.

“Is that what this is about? The money?” Deja froze. “What money?” “The inheritance,” he said slowly. “Isn’t that what you were just thinking about?” “Inheritance? Boy, what inheritance?” she sputtered. “I don’t know nothin’ ’bout no inheritance. I don’t even know if I’m inheriting my hairline.” “You’re speaking nonsense,” she said breezily, gathering her papers into a messy stack. “And I’m actually in the middle of something important.” Ren’s gaze dropped to the papers in her hand, and he moved with startling speed, plucking one from her grasp before she could stop him.

He gave his watch a quick look, then discreetly touched a concealed communication device tucked under his hair as he listened for further instructions. "Only about inherited vengeance... But they’d actually be willing to sacrifice anything, even their own flesh and blood?" Slowly he turned away without a sound. He moved with practiced ease to avoid several CCTV angles, and for a moment a faint smile crossed his lips. "These families really has gone mad. Truly mad, far beyond mere revenge!" Back to William. William sank onto the edge of the desk with his fists trembling. The image of a rope tightening around his neck flashed through his mind whenever he thought of the engagement. But more tha

I lifted myself up and wrapped my arms around her waist. “Thank youuu.” I squealed. She giggled patting my hair. “Go have a bath.” You should feel better soon. Soon I was downstairs in the washroom, doing laundry. It was empty and quiet, except for sound of the whirring machine and my thoughts in my head. I needed to go to the library and grab whatever was going to be in that locker. Anxiety coursed through me like drugs. I distracted myself, thinking about how I had gotten into Blackthorn. I was buried in studying for the final exams of my first year in my community college. I had seen a scholarship offer for excellent students who couldn’t afford the tuition. I applied without telling mama

“Then Marcus gets a Pyrrhic victory. He might get the inheritance, but he’ll lose the company. The board won’t follow him after this, they've seen who he really is.” After she hung up, Selene looked at Avalon. “Would it be okay If we lost the inheritance?” “Truthfully, I don’t know. That’s Pierce Holdings, everything Nene built and all I’ve protected for ten years.” “But would we be okay?” Avalon thought about that. “Yeah. We’d be okay. I have Nexus and I have enough money. We will survive.” “More than survive?” “Yeah. More than that.” Selene felt something release in her chest. She confirmed the inheritance mattered, but it wasn’t everything they were.

" So everything had just been a setup meant to toy with me. If Julian hadn't died, I would've worked myself to the bone to earn money to pay off their debt. And now that he was dead, she could use the debt to force me into giving up my inheritance rights. She'd really calculated everything perfectly. Too bad for her, I had already died once. This time, I hadn't signed away my inheritance. I wasn't going to give up a single penny of what rightfully belonged to me. Police sirens wailed in the distance. The kind-hearted livestream viewers had practically flooded the police hotline.