Libby Inheritance Games Novels & Stories

"Angelic, I am not sure about this, but, it was not possible to happen. Sometimes, one way to know the truth behind a mysterious crime was through ghosting. The victim asked for help, it could be visiting someone in his dream or invading his real world. What happend to Anika was mysterious, I had encountered cases where demonic possessions took place. And it was not possible that it could happened." The car was filled with silence, Angelic's mind was over occupied with thoughts and doubts. She does not know what to believe now, yet, all she knew, was she needed to saved her dad and she would risk everything to free him. In the hospital, they asked the book keeper to look for the record of Ma

Darius didn’t want to break the kiss neither did she but their lack of air made their wants unfulfilled as they broke apart with smiles on their faces. “I guess I’ve grown to like you too.” She brought one of her brows up, tilting her head slightly. “You guess?” He laughed and kissed her once more. - “Thank you all for coming tonight. As you know whoever the Tyler family chooses must be able to have kids, we need heirs who will be able to continue our great legacy. So after dinner, the women will have a sample of their blood taken to be tested for fertility and the men will each get cups where they will place their sperm to test their fertility. I expect to have your cups tomorrow at 10. Now

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.

My family. I couldn't afford to make any more stupid mistakes with our child involved. I had gotten rid of the traitors in very harrowing ways that served as an example to the rest of my men. After Lucas' death, I had talked with my papà and the men that had walked for Lucas and found out that he stole the passwords from the safe in my papà's office. I had changed the passwords, reinforced the safe room and entire mansion, and drilled hard into the rest of my cousins that held pieces of territories around the midwest, the punishment that would be meted out to them if they so much as thought about following in Lucas' footsteps.

"Look at me Adeline. Do I look like I have any worthy collateral for the multi-millions we need" I had bought him new shirts. But Conrad still wore the ones with holes in them. "What if I take out a loan? I have properties of my—" Wait. I did not have properties of my own anymore. I had sold them out. "Maybe I could pawn some of my jewelry." "You have already pawned enough. The ones left are your family heirlooms and the ones your father specifically gifts you" "Maybe I could pawn those ones off?" “If your father finds out you are going to be disinherited"

she made an excruciating noise, “they’re just being…themselves. You don’t have to do this.” He might have blushed a little. “I’d like to.” They broke him in gently, at least. Cole wouldn’t have put it past Rabbie to pull down Twilight Imperium or something, but they kicked things off with Ex Libris, which Cole had bought for Mum a couple of birthdays back. It was more of a party game, really, but it worked like a literary version of Call My Bluff and had become one of her favorite games. Maybe because she was scarily good at it.

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.

“We have time. Don’t worry, just be patient” “What are you planning Lilian?” Ian asked frowning in confusion. “The Mafia Bloodlust games are coming back again, this will be the last chapter"

“To my daughter Grace and Julian Ashford you thought love could kill legacy. But I’m here to remind you: legacy never dies. It’s reborn. And I’m coming home.” The crowd gasped. The screen went dark. Silence. Then whispers. Then chaos. Grace felt the world tilt under her heels. Julian caught her just in time. “She’s alive,” Grace whispered. “She’s coming for us.” Julian pulled her close. “Then we fight fire with fire.” But far away, aboard a private jet slicing through the sky toward New York, Lillian poured herself a glass of Bordeaux. She raised it to the storm clouds beyond the window. “To the crown,” she whispered. “And the blood it takes to keep it.”

I join Alpha Drake and Bo for breakfast and we make pleasant small talk. After breakfast, Bo agrees to take me to the ranch. The ranch is just as I remembered, perfect. Buttercup, my horse is in the pasture. I know a wolf that rides a horse is silly but this is Texas and we have a ranch. When I walk in the living room I see all of my belongings have arrived and set in boxes in the middle of the floor. My brother argues that I can not live out here alone, but I let the alpha in me pulse forward just enough for him to realize he can not control me and that I can handle myself. It is really silly that I have to show power to get him to treat me like I am an adult and not a child. He is strong