The Inheritance Games Audiobook Novels & Stories

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.

I held it. Henry smiled. “If one dies first…” My stomach turned. “The survivor inherits everything.” Nicholas moved immediately in front of us. Evelyn drew her gun. Gabriel did too. Marcus pushed Ethan back. Because suddenly the entire shape of the game changed. I looked at Lydia. She looked at me. Two sisters. One inheritance. One year until twenty-five. And a clause that gave every person who wanted control a very simple solution. Kill one twin. Lydia squeezed my hand.

He now knew that I was doing this on purpose. All his liquid assets barely totaled two billion dollars. He looked at me with pleading eyes. But I ignored him. "Three billion dollars." The gavel came down with a bang. The estate was mine. Luca collapsed back into his chair, as if all the strength had been drained from his body.

Stacy's eyes narrowed. “What truth?” Arthur walked away. “Some truths are better left buried.” Stacy remained standing. For the first time, she began to suspect that the inheritance wasn't simply about money. There was something much deeper. And her grandfather knew it. --- That night, Lucas returned to his private residence. He removed his jacket and placed it over a chair. His phone rang. James. “Milord.” “What happened?” “The trustees have scheduled the inheritance hearing.” “When?” “Three days.” Lucas nodded.

"If you hold a legacy claim, Count, my legal team in London handles all historical inquiries." ​Count Henri chuckled softly, closing the silver pocket watch with a soft snap. "I am not here to file a legal claim, Chairwoman. I have watched you and your formidable husband destroy Lord Montgomery and his crude syndicate. ARES was a loud, greedy enterprise run by fools who thought money could replace lineage." ​He took a step closer, his dark eyes burning with an intense, ancient ambition.

I nearly crushed my phone in my hand. One photo after another flicked past my screen, and then I saw it: Serena Ashford’s necklace. That ruby pendant was our family’s heirloom. It had been passed down for more than a hundred generations, but now it was hanging around the neck of an outsider? I remembered it clearly. On Lila’s eighteenth birthday, I had placed it around her neck myself. My pulse thundered as I dialed the number for Lila’s university, words spilling out before I could stop myself. I demanded to know about her enrollment.

I continued, “they built the first prototype for an AI auditing engine…the model Blackwood eventually patented as UNITY ALPHA. But their partnership ended… violently.” “How violent?” I hesitated. “The file references a lab contamination incident. Margaret walked away with the research rights. Victor lost his funding, declared bankruptcy, then resurfaced working offshore… under Charlotte.” Elias exhaled sharply. “So this wasn’t coincidence. She’s using old vengeance as scaffolding.” “Exactly,” I said. “She never attacks raw; she resurrects.” He glanced at the open window of code. “If this Inheritance Clause traces to both families, Blackwood through Victor’s funding and Hartman through Margar

"She's just an adopted child picked up off the streets. Does he deserve all this?" "Hey, old hag. What are you talking about?" Darius interrupted, clearly offended by Audie's words. "This woman is telling the truth that you don't deserve the inheritance. The child in my daughter's womb is the one entitled to inherit." "In her womb?" Audie's statement sparked a significant discussion, with various perceptions and speculations arising from the crowd. "Audie, shut up. Don't make a scene. The child is not necessarily Gamma's. It could be someone else's child," Lady Maheswara tried to calm the situation and side with what she thought would be in her favor.

she whispered, her voice barely audible. Alexander took a deep breath, clearly struggling with what to say. “I didn’t want to drag you into this, but I realize now that you deserve to know. This inheritance isn’t just money—it’s power. And with it comes responsibility. It’s a part of my life I’ve been avoiding, but I can’t do it alone anymore.”

I said, the words tasting like ash. "Do you know what it is?" he pressed, his voice a low thrum that vibrated in the quiet room. My mind flashed to before. My father's vague warning about a "secret inheritance" tied to my marriage to Enid. He’d never given details. I’d been too angry, too desperate to escape, to ask. I swallowed, my throat dry. "What other inheritance? It’s the one you’re sitting on." I gestured weakly at his chair, at the empire of Kane Global surrounding us. "That seat belongs to me. That’s what he promised, and you already have it."