The Inheritance Games Audiobook Novels & Stories

All he can hear was the sound of a kid crying for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." The voice of the little girl sounds familiar, Doctor Morgan was in fear that moment, but he tried to keep calm despite the creepy scenario. He tried to looked around but he can see nothing but the blinding darkness, he heard the voice of the kid, chuckling, laughing and crying out for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." "Who killed you?" "Mentris... Mentris.... He will come to kill you Doctor Morgan!"

The air in the room seemed to change, as though the shadows themselves were leaning in, listening. “But...” she continued, her voice taking on a more serious tone now, one that Julian couldn't ignore. It was like she was warning him, “It’s not going to be simple. You’ll inherit more than just wealth. There are people in place, people who’ve been operating in the shadows for years, who will test your authority, challenge your claim. And many of them? They won’t be thrilled about you taking control.” Her lips curled into a faint, bitter smile, but her eyes remained cold, calculating. “You’re not just inheriting an empire. You’re inheriting enemies.”

Still, I forced a smile, clutching the folder to my chest as I left the office. As I stepped into the elevator, the weight of the folder felt like a victory. Finally, after weeks of planning and scheming, I had what I needed. The inheritance was within reach. The power was mine. This was my game now. And I wasn’t just playing to win—I was playing to destroy. Let the games begin.

“Oh my God, you two...” “QUIET!” Kyara cut in sharply. “You pulled Mikaela’s hair. YOU PULLED HER HAIR. And then you and Pascha vanished?! No updates!” Despite the fog still clouding my head, I couldn’t help but laugh a little. “I’ll tell you... later. I swear.” Aurora narrowed her eyes. “That’s a very suspicious sentence.” “I just... I need to talk about something first.” I looked at the screen, and the weight in my chest lightened just from seeing their faces. “It’s about inheritance...From my dad. He left everything to me.”

he questioned, his voice laced with amusement. “let me see, A woman alone, with such a dangerous husband. And a past that’s about to unravel.” “What are you talking about?” “Oh, just a little something I’ve been researching. About your dear Aunt Zulu. And your charming Uncle Gideon. Such a devoted family, wouldn’t you say? Especially when it comes to… inheritances.” Natalie’s breath hitched. Inheritance? Her parents? “You’re lying,” she whispered, trying not to put together the puzzle pieces he wanted to see, but a cold dread was already coiling in her gut.

“Inns, trader-relay buildings, healer’s huts that operated as network nodes, small parcels of land at strategic crossroads. Plus accounts in seven trader-bank consortiums, totaling sums I do not yet have a final figure on, but in the high thousands at minimum, perhaps tens of thousands by the time we trace it all. Plus contracts she held over twelve other healers in semi-formal apprenticeship arrangements that we have to either honor, dissolve, or renegotiate.” “All of it inherited by Ashwood, by your reading of the council law,” Eldric said. “By my reading. The council’s reading is, of course, what matters.” “The council agrees with your reading,” Eldric said, with the small dry smile of an

I look up finally. Aurora is watching me. Steady, tired, still here. "I need you to say it," she says quietly. I know what she means. Not agreement, not permission. The choice, out loud. In front of witnesses. I stand slowly. "I don't want the inheritance," I say. Then louder. "I don't want the trust. I don't want the title. I don't want any version of power that was built on dead women and hidden children and a machine that only works if everyone stays afraid."

Leo nodded and disappeared down the stairs, his footsteps light and eager. Lydia and Adrian stayed on the balcony for a moment longer, watching the lighthouse beam begin its nightly sweep. The white light cut through the gathering dusk, a steady, rhythmic pulse that said *We are here, we are alive, and the way is clear.* The inheritance was finally settled. It wasn't found in the blood, the labs, or the towers. It was found in the salt of the sea, the soil of the gardens, and the eyes of the children who would never know the name of the man who tried to own the sun.

“I do not know how you were raised or freedoms that you were permitted. But you are no longer that.” She begins to pace from side to side, bouncing between Joshua and Atticus. “You are Apions, you are its new heirs. And highborn children are well-mannered, that means: Speaking when only spoken to, no additional side-comments, you listen and obey. Do you understand?” Wordlessly, we all nod, a wave of bobbleheads. “Good.” She rounds Joshua’s small flank, disappearing out of our field of view, but her voice echoes from one ear to the next from behind.

"The location of the inheritance ground is inside the Nerere continent. It's a wasteland, almost uninhabited, that's why it took so much for my family to find it." "The problem is that it borders with two other countries. Unless we want to start a war, we need to retrieve the inheritance unnoticed." "As for the trials, we cleared the first two layers but then we met the restrictions towards the Kingdoms upper echelons. Apparently, they were really mad at us to set something like that." The four students rolled their eyes. How could they not hate the family that dethroned them? Lady Chen made an awkward laugh and continued her explanation.