Libby Inheritance Games Novels & Stories

But even then, one thought rose instantly to my mind. Aaron. “Who was the boss-level player?” I asked. “I’m sorry, that information is classified.” They also told me what happened to Lily and Summer in the aftermath. Summer was killed by a player and failed to clear the game. Lily managed to kill a player, so according to the rules, she technically cleared the game. But as punishment for killing another player, she was forced into the next round of a traditional horror game—one with the usual rules. If she died inside, she would die in the real world.

She immediately let go of the older woman's arm and took a step back when Leah looked at her offended. "I'm so sorry I did that-but, please. D-don't smoke. It's bad for your health", Kitty said, blushing; the older woman's face softened. "I know it isn't my place to intrude in your life, but what would your family-" Leah smiled, "What they don't know won't hurt them. Besides, it's just a game." "Men aren't the only ones allowed to play, Kitty." Confused, Kitty's brows furrowed. "I don't expect you to understand," Leah sighed.

Kimberly shrank to the hot seat, her skin drained of color on seeing the blade once again. “The reason today was a significant day for our family was not only because it's your eighteenth birthday, but because our family's legacy demands it.” Rebecca began, “In our family, our sons are trained to be hunters and our daughters, raised to be Leaders. When our daughters turn eighteen, the present leader, if alive, ascends to greater strength and wisdom. But if dead, she inherits the title. But you Kimberly…” she shook her head, “you've failed to uphold that legacy, disappointing me as always and our families legacy.”

Cami threw the door open and surveyed the room with one open eye and a pressed lip. ‘What’s going on Libby?’ She demanded. ‘Uh, Leah saw a rat. I guess it got out and we were talking.’ Libby replied. ‘A rat, huh? Sissy.’ Cami spat. Leah pouted her lips, but said nothing. ‘Well, what were y’all talking about?’ She yelled, her hands balls into fists. ‘Nothing, Lindsey needs the blow up mattress. I forgot to get it.’ Libby stared at her toes instead of Cami’s furious face.

Beta Michael was stern. "Twenty dollars says, Libby is going to knock her out in the first five minutes" Trevor whispered in my ear. "Naw, I put twenty on Libby breaking Stephanie's bones." "Bet accepted" Trevor shook my hand. One thing I know about Libby is she is just like my father in many ways. She likes to cause pain and embarrassment at the same time. She going to put on a show. I thought to myself.

Scott had said it himself. Someone is playing games. And we’re just pieces. Pieces of a game we don’t understand. But someone does. Someone orchestrated this. Emily looked down at the syringe in her hand. All because of this damn inheritance. They are trying to destroy Scott. Emily looked up at Gerry. “We need to figure out who’s behind this,” she said, her voice steady now. “All of it. The drugging. Everything.” Gerry nodded. Emily exhaled slowly. Scott’s unconscious for two days.

She had always been drawn to his ambition and power, but she had never imagined that she would one day be standing here, ready to pledge her life to him. As the wedding ceremony began, Scarlett felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. She wondered what her life would be like from that day forward. Would she be happy as the wife of a powerful businessman, or would she find herself trapped in a life of luxury and status, with no real connection to her husband? Was Mitchell’s life worth her happiness? I have always been a practical person. I learned at a young age that life isn't always fair, and that sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the ones you love. And that's exactly what I was do

“My sons wouldn’t lose their minds. They’d grieve for a while, sure, but they’d recover—just like I did when I lost their father. This family’s legacy can’t end like this.” Perla had never imagined she’d have to resort to such extremes to secure her family’s hold on the throne. But with her sons’ stubborn refusal to see reason, she felt cornered, convinced that eliminating their mates was the only path left—even if it meant aligning with an enemy to make it happen. Meanwhile, in the dining room, the four were oblivious to the dangerous schemes brewing in Perla’s mind. After finishing their meal, Andriel turned to Brian, his tone shifting to business. “Don’t forget we’ve got to head to the tr

Drake turned to motion towards Angel, "My dear friend here is very hungry if you can give him something to eat, I will gladly get rid of any monsters you wish.” “We don’t have much but if you can kill those damn monsters we can certainly spare something.” They looked up to see an older version of the little girl holding a rifle. “Names Alexis Romanov and she’s my little sister, Akilina. Come in and we’ll talk.” Drake stood up, “That would be good.” He turns toward Angel again and holds out his hand. Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin.

"One assigned to Elara." "The second..." She stopped. "It wasn't closed." "It was frozen." Lucien leaned over her shoulder. "What activates it?" Vivienne slowly read the final line. "'Release upon verified confirmation of surviving heir B.'" The room exploded with realization. Heir B. Aurora. Gabriel closed the leather archive. "So now you understand." "The inheritance was never meant for one daughter." "It was meant for two." Elara stared at the flames dancing inside the fireplace. All this time...