The Inheritance Games Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Your inheritance.” The words flatly didn't make sense, and I laughed quietly…not because it was funny, but because my mind simply refused to process them. “My inheritance?” “Yes.” I stared blankly at her. “What inheritance?” Esther reached across the table and covered my trembling hand with hers. “Before you married Nathaniel, before you ever became part of the family, there was a secret your parents went to great lengths to hide from you.” My throat tightened painfully. “Esther, please stop speaking in riddles.”

Hey, lovelies! Thank you so much to all of you who have waited for this book's release through the setbacks! For those of you who are new here, this is the fourth installment and should be read after Timber, Mated to Brianna, and Mylo (which is at the end of Timber), but for sure after Mated to Brianna which will set the stage and characters for this book. This book is a slow burn with some spicy heat later on - and lots of it! It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths.

"Read it, sweetheart." She averted her gaze back to the document as I watched her grey orbs running over each and every word in that document keenly. She softly placed the file on the table after reading it and her grey orbs looked at me more confusedly. "What is this?" I sighed and leaned to the table while keeping my interlocked palms on the table. "Inheriting the inheritance to the rightful heir." "What?" I sighed at her cluelessness. "You, as the daughter of Vincent Aslanov and the only person alive in the Aslanov family, inherits everything that is under the name of Aslanov. From single penny they owned to the infamous Aslanov world. Pardon my insult."

“I’ll remember that.” As the last of the servants finished cleaning the room, I sat there staring at the letter in my hand, my thoughts spinning like a storm. I’d inherited a fortune. I’d inherited enemies. And possibly… a husband capable of murdering his wife. Mr. Archibald’s warning suddenly felt less like a riddle— and more like a prophecy.

What game was he playing, proposing something so absurd? “Because I can help you get your inheritance.” His words stopped her cold. Autumn’s eyes widened as she tried to mask her shock. How did he know about her inheritance? “W-What are you talking about?” she shot back, louder than intended, hoping someone outside might hear. “You’re definitely drunk, you arrogant ass!” “You have an inheritance,” Elliot persisted, undeterred. “Your grandmother willed it to you, didn’t she?” Autumn’s gaze turned steely as she tried to recover, though curiosity flared beneath her mask of anger. “And what if I do?” she said mockingly. “Are you hoping to get your hands on it?”

Especially those who are greedy with the position, since Dean is just the nephew of Vincent King, the Vice President of King Corporation, they questioned Dean’s illegitimacy of being the CEO, and all of the opposing side is led by Director Reed. Director Reed fumed in anger after hearing how his daughter got rejected and humiliated in front of everyone. And Hannah, being a spoiled brat, didn’t really tell her father every detail. She didn’t mention that Dean’s rumored boyfriend was none other than Sean Willimas—the eldest and one of the heirs of Empire Group of Companies.

My stomach turned violently. I clenched my fists under the table, nails digging into my palms. “You all are disgusting.” Lucy just laughed, delighted by my revulsion. I turned to the lawyer. “And if I refuse?” He cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses. “As stated, the entire inheritance, including all assets, will transfer to Mrs. Vale and Mr. Coleman.” Lucy sighed, feigning pity. “And then what, Reina? No money, no protection. What do you think happens to pretty little girls who suddenly find themselves powerless?”

Margaret sneered. "Get a grip, Felix. That Vivian girl was just some commoner trying to marry into money. Getting rid of her bastard child is nothing but a benefit to this family." "Bastard?" Felix shot up, his eyes bloodshot. "Mom, do you have any idea who you killed?" He stood, trembling with rage. "Vivian was carrying the one and only heir to the Blackwood family!" Margaret's wine glass froze mid-air.