Libby Inheritance Games Romane & Geschichten

The grand hall of the Callahan estate was shrouded in an air of tension as Elena stood in the center, her gaze fixed on the ornate table before her. Spread across it were documents, maps, and relics, each representing a piece of her father’s legacy. This was the final trial—an unexpected and deeply personal challenge that would determine her worthiness as the heir to the Callahan empire. Adrian stood at her side, his steady presence anchoring her amidst the chaos brewing in her mind. His hand brushed hers lightly, a silent promise of unwavering support.

I think as I take a swig from the glass of whiskey in my hand, letting the burn steady me. I curse under my breath, my frustration building with every second. My mother. My family. This goddamn legacy I've inherited. It's all rotten. All of it. A cancer that's eaten away at my soul for far too long. And now, knowing what I know, the full weight of it feels unbearable. The Conti brothers...their disappearance, the secrets surrounding them. It's all tied back to us, to my mother, to this cursed family.

my mother said, voice shaking. I spoke, the words uncoiling from my tongue as if they had been waiting for centuries to be spoken again. “I, Lena Weber, bloodline of Guardians, scion of Thorne, Keeper of the Bound Seal, accept the inheritance of the Vault. I accept the darkness. I accept the duty. I accept the burden.” A boom echoed across the valley, so loud it felt like the sky itself might split open. But it wasn’t the Seal shattering. It was activating.

‘I guess you are flattering me Sir,’ Ima said yieldingly. ‘You should know that am not the type of men who shower flatteries anyhow, I call the truth as it is. The old woman, May her soul continue resting in peace, wasn’t wrong when she named you the sole heir to her empire. She saw what thousands failed to spot in you and am sure wherever she is, she is very proud of you.’

From her tone, I knew she would love to attack me. “Women are a waste of time.” I flashed her a smirk and she was lost in thoughts again. ‘what is this thorn flower thinking about? I hope she hasn't stupidly created a world of fantasy in her head.’ I glanced at my watch and realized time was running very fast. I didn't want to pick any fucking lady but it seemed my old man wanted my to kill him before I could have my peace. I began to walk away until I felt a pair of tiny, yet strong arms grip my calf. I glanced down at a little boy who had the same hair, skin tone and eyes like the lady I pushed.

And yet… she couldn’t forget the way his lips had felt, the way her body had betrayed he and--Damn it! Her phone buzzed again. ‘Keep going, honey. Remember all he’s done to you and never forget that your revenge is a must.’ Amira swallowed hard, her pulse hammering in her ears. Three months left. That was all the time she had to play this dangerous game. She turned the phone face down in her lap, forcing her expression into something neutral. The men were still talking about alliances, threats, and all things money-related but their voices blurred in her ears. All she could hear was the echo of Alessandro’s words.

I didn’t need a mirror to see that my features mirrored his in that moment. “And for your test of bravery,” he continued, his voice hollow, “You will be required to bring back a moondew flower from the moonlight mountain,” He finished, his gaze as hollow as his tone as he stared down at me. A collective gasp echoed across the room as his words landed. Unable to breathe, I fell to my knees. Lena’s words resounded louder in my mind at that moment. “If you wanted to die cousin, all you had to do was ask.”

I state. “In that case, King Adriel, what are you waiting for?” Elder Mab replies almost smugly. “You don’t need our approval to arrange a mating ceremony, to mark her, to start breeding your line further.” I know that. I don’t need their approval for anything. I get to my feet as my Lycan stirs. “Is that all?” I say. Elder Mab nods. Cassandra smirks like she believes I’m actually going to do it, just walk out of here, grab Lia and start fucking her as soon as the door shuts.

She stood up from the couch, the fur coat she wore almost dropping from her shoulders, her heels made sharp clicking sounds as they made contact with the ground, "But you loved each other from the start, you guys were inseparable, though fraternal. Until your dad had to play his twisted games, he brought a female into the picture and gave her the twin that wasn't interested....." "Bunch of poppycock," I said, sighed, my eyes moved backwards. "There were no games played....." But Annabelle interrupted the rest of my sentence, "It was a gamble from the beginning son, which twin would get the girl at the end? Which twin would play by the rules?," Done with her bad habit of smoking, she crushed

The shadows were deep, but they were no longer impenetrable. I stayed in the library for a long time, staring at the codex, letting the implications of Silas's gesture sink in. The game was changing. The pieces were moving. And for the first time, the daughter of the man who had died for the truth was ready to fight for it.