Libby Inheritance Games Novels & Stories

The sound of the paper unfolding seemed louder than the creak of the library’s wooden beams. Lucy leaned in, eyes darting over the page. The handwriting was sharp, slanted, each letter drawn like a blade stroke. > Gabriel, You once told me you feared betrayal more than death. Consider this a kindness, then an early warning. The game is already in motion, and you’ve chosen your queen poorly. She will cost you more than you can imagine. J. Lucy’s breath caught. “She’s talking about me.” Gabriel’s jaw tightened. “She wants you to believe that.”

Fallon POV We arrive back at the wolf territory. Libby is not speaking to any of us. She understands why her brother had to be killed, but it doesn't make any of it any easier. I have watched her cry until my heart aches for her. I did not want to kill my friend. I did not want any of this to end this way, but it happened, and there is nothing I can do about it now except move on from this horrible event. "He loved you, but he was so messed up. Umbra and the ancestors pushed him to make sure you became a reaper, and now look. It cost him his life," Libby sobs as she gets out of the truck. She races to Mother Agnes for comfort.

Imelda’s POV I had already pretty much made up my mind that Liberty is the logical answer to the question which keeps me up at night. I had only ever considered Hunter to be the person I could pass my deathless gift to. That is how it has always been done, passed from mother to daughter for generations. My own daughter’s premature demise meant my grandson was the next in line. The first male, the first hybrid and to be honest, a bit of a wild card.

A few names are selected and placed in the center, but as Lazarus reads them out, one name shows up over and over again: Liliana Adare—the Legacy who isn’t a Legacy. “I think we have our choice,” I hold up Liliana’s name. “Shall we have one final vote?” Everyone closes their eyes and places their hands in the air. Thumbs up is yes, thumbs down is no. The final vote is unanimous. “It is decided. Liliana Adare will be our official target for this year’s game.”

Gertrude snapped, reminding Fennick she knew that Elijah Herman was the one who inherited the Alpha blood and the title fair and square. Fennick's eyes blazed with fire as he looked her way and stomped back to his car with nothing to say. Or was he ashamed he hadn't truly inherited the Alpha title? Gabriel huffed in anger as he watched his uncle drive off dangerously toward the road. After he was sure his uncle was long gone he turned toward the others. His eyes fell on Lucy first. She wore pink shorts with a flimsy white T-shirt perfect for the hot weather. She looked amazing but her eyes were starting to tear up.

“N-No, it's nothing important. I was just saying that there's no need for us to think too much about these things. Maybe it's best to go with the flow.” Seeing her stubborn expression, I was just about to give up on the matter when an idea suddenly popped up on my mind. “Alright, Catalina," I leaned back in my chair, letting a lazy smirk tug at my lips. “Since we’re not getting anywhere like this, how about we play a game?” “A game?” She asked, her brows rose with suspicion. “No way. You are definitely up to something and I'm not going to fall for it.” “C'mon, it's simple,” I insisted. “In this game, we ask each other questions. If anyone gets it wrong, then we strip a piece of clothing. Tha

Lydia said while sitting up straight, "No," I and Lillian said at once when we heard what game she wants us to play with her, she looked at us with an unimpressed look on her face, "We are not kids anymore to play silly games," Lillian said, Lydia moved the shots far from Lillian as she tried to take a shot, "You'll touch this when you'll agree to play," she said, I glanced at Lillian and saw her looking at me while sighing and slowly nodding her head,

I was meant to only see it. Even curses can be changed. I formed out of the shadows of my father’s room as I watched while he struggled to breathe. Give it a few more weeks and he would be no more. That was the position, I place him in. To be slowly wasting away while not be able to do anything and knowing that there was no salvation coming, just death. Well death was here, in form of his younger heir to the throne. I needed to remove this Yama and cause havoc between my brother and his wife more. Then, maybe then. I will gain control of the throne and the empire as it is my birthright.

It was beauty in motion, although people were more preoccupied with the games. The lighting also favored the sensuality of the moment; in shades of red and purple, depravity was something one could think about. "Let the games begin," the last woman, who had not spoken until then, said. She was as blonde as the girl next to Aaron. The first to play was Will Thomas, with the enthusiasm of someone who rarely lost. He had come down to the salon just to place some bets, to add excitement to the games. The truth was, he was a good competitor.

“Care to enlighten me?” “You don’t need a pretend girlfriend to go to your sister's wedding. You could actually go alone. And if you’re desperate enough for a date, you could always get anyone. You are Dominique Gray. A lot of women would kill to go on this trip with you. And if you ever run out of choices, you could get an escort. All of this is part of your little game to get inside my pants again.” “The last time I checked you picked out the game and you failed. Did you do that on purpose? Because a part of you is enjoying this little game of ours and you wouldn’t like for it to come to an end.”