The Inheritance Games Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

Footsteps thundered up the stairs. Margaret burst in, her eyes instantly turning venomous when she saw Isabella on the floor. "You bitch!" Margaret pointed at me. "You want to get rid of Isabella's child so your little bastard can be the only heir? I never should have let you stay in this attic!" "I didn't push her!" "She tried to push me down the stairs!" Isabella wailed. Margaret immediately took out her phone. "Dr. Johnson? Get to the Blackwood estate. Now."

And why does it say daughters inherit it? Before she could turn the page again, the lamp on the desk flickered. The storm outside groaned like a beast. Then, clear as glass, a voice whispered: “The pact is not finished.” Olivia’s blood froze. She spun in the chair. The room was empty. The curtains swayed slightly, though the windows were shut. Her throat tightened. “Mom?” she said in a broken voice. No answer came. Only the thunder rolling over the house. Later that night, Olivia sat on her bed with the book still in her lap. Sleep would not come. She kept reading the entries, forcing herself to understand what she was holding.

“Why the sudden interest in that family again after two years?” That had been the most Adrian had spoken since he arrived. This time everyone knew they had to offer up answers to the Voss heir. A throat cleared, it was his uncle Ronald. “Adrian, the circle did in fact give her the scholarship. She qualified after all. She’s a smart girl, you should know.” He laughed, trying to make light of the situation. Other members awkwardly joined. Adrian’s face remained stone, the coldness in his eyes cutting the laugh off.

The Shadow of the True Master The chapter ends with a "Global Broadcast" appearing on every "Gilded" surface in New Geneva. A new face appeared—not Damian, not the Architect, but a "Null State" silhouette with a voice that sounded like "Digital Death." "The 'Master-Ledger' is 'Hard-Reset'," the voice announced. "The 'Hawke' family has successfully 'Liquidated' the old 'Source-Code'. Phase Four: The Universal Audit begins now. Target: The 'Inheritor'."

Sebastian said at last. Ivy turned to face him fully. “You’ll lose.” A corner of his mouth lifted. “You’re welcome to try and stop me.” Their gazes locked—not as lovers, not yet as enemies, but as two people who finally understood the scale of what stood between them. Outside, the estate grounds lay quiet, immaculate, unchanged. Inside, Julian Blackwood’s final gift took root. War, dressed as inheritance

It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths. Follow in our F B group to discuss, get book update posts, and know about future books that I release in the future! GoodNovel - Marie Night - Readers

The simple wooden cabin was made from forest wood with a slightly worn-out roof; the sturdy chimney seemed ready for the upcoming winter. “Madam, are you—” “Come in.” A hoarse and heavy voice greeted Lewis's ears; it belonged to Madam Tsude. A strange aroma permeated the air strongly, like a foul smell mixed with spices. It was a very peculiar smell; a normal person would surely vomit! “It seems the hidden heir has emerged; you cannot defeat him this time.” “Come on, Madam. Think of cunning ways or whatever it takes; give me the best potion. Even if it's strange, I will drink it. I don't want Daddy to give all his wealth to Andy; my influence is also starting to fade.”

"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"

I seethe out, refusing for Odin’s actions to be sugar coated. “It was more than that, it was day light robbery…he tried to take everything Liberty. But your Mum was a wise woman, she had hidden funds from him…that were in my name, not yours. Accounts and businesses that he couldn’t get his hands on…all waiting for you…you just need to say yes. You just need to want it Liberty.” “You have my inheritance?” “Not all of it, but some. The rest we will need to fight for, and it will be a long fight…if you are prepared to fight.”

Turning from the window, I straightened the lapels of my suit, armoring myself. Then she walked in. Her shoulders were set, her chin held high, the dark shades perched on her nose a perfect emblem of her arrogance. My eyes, sharp and searching, caught the glint of a familiar watch on her wrist. A huge, painful lump formed in my throat. This woman was squandering my inheritance, luxuriating in a life that was mine. "Hello, Mrs. Williams. It's a pleasure to finally meet you," I said, the smile on my lips a cold, calculated gesture that never touched my eyes.