Novel & Cerita The Inheritance Games Book 3

Zelena. I opened my eyes slowly. The sun was already shining brightly through the window. I reached my arm behind me and felt around the bed. I sat up quickly and looked around the room. Gunner wasn’t there. I took a deep breath and yawned stretching my arms out. Wait, my chest didn’t hurt. I twisted my back from side to side waving my arms in the air, my ribs didn’t hurt at all. I got up from the bed and walked around the room, still no pain. I noticed the bookshelf and decided to take a look. There were so many books, some with older worn covers and others newer looking. I picked up a small red book and read the cover ‘A Lycanthropy Reader; WEREWOLVES IN WESTERN CULTURE’. I flicked through

"We shall see how that works out for you." He moved to lie down on the massive bed, not bothering to change out of his clothes. "You should rest now," he said dismissively, as if she were just another servant being given orders. Eryndra let out a long, shaky breath that she'd been holding without realizing it. The confrontation was over, at least for tonight, but she knew this was only the beginning of whatever twisted game they would be playing for however long she managed to survive. She remained standing by the window for a long time, watching the moonlight play across the dark landscape outside, trying to process everything that had happened since she'd arrived at this cursed place.

Alive to carry a legacy she’d never asked for. She backed away from Rafael, from Lucien, from the room itself. Her voice cracked when it finally came out: “If he wants me to watch, then I’ll watch him burn first.” Lucien’s eyes followed her, torn between rage and fear. Rafael’s smile widened through the blood. “You see it now, don’t you? The game isn’t about survival. It’s about inheritance. And she’s already playing.” The chapter closes with Solene staring out into the ruined night, her fists clenched, whispering to herself more than to them:

The thought of someday having a family with these four men, carrying their children, continuing both the Maxwell and Blackthorne bloodlines, felt simultaneously terrifying and right. "That's... something to consider," I managed, feeling heat rise in my cheeks. Fin's grin was wicked as he caught my reaction through our bond. "Something to look forward to, you mean." I rolled my eyes, though I couldn't help smiling back. "We have quite a few things to handle before we start thinking about pups." "True," Liam agreed, though his green eyes held a softness that made my heart skip. "Reclaiming your heritage comes first." After dinner, we retired to the library where Alpha Maxwell had gathered the

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.

"I'm ready for the reality." I looked at the sky, where the "Splinter" was somewhere in the dark, hungry and hollow. I looked at the "Refugee of the Void," who had given her life to give us a choice. "Then let's build the shadow," I commanded, my amethyst eyes glowing one last time. The "Inheritance of Light" was about to become the "Armor of the Dark." We had ninety-six chapters of war, and now, we were going to use the very last of our divinity to buy the right to be forgotten.

More than anything, she was concerned about her friend. **** This book is sequel to the first book Innocence. You have to read the first book to know the story clearly. The first book "Innocence" is available here on my Goodnovel profile. And then comes the second book "Innocence || book 2". Thanks for reading. Please vote and comment :)

"When did I ever say I'd pay your debts? You were the one who got greedy, chasing a quick buck. Why should I take the fall for your screw-up?" "You didn't say it? You were the one giving me your word, patting yourself on the chest. You were the one playing the good guy to win me over. And now you're backing out?" "Playing the good guy? You were just trying to get close to me because you thought I was the real heir. The second you found out I wasn't, you ran faster than anyone. Who are you to talk down to me? I don't have money—figure it out yourself."

’ So maybe Skylar was always meant to be one and with Julian as her mate and Prince Nathaniel nearby, she would be the most protected treasure of the Royal family… Well, at least until Prince Nathaniel found his Princess… And then they both would be protected equally. I close the book and whisper, “My Bloodline's Book of Power, My Bloodline's book of spells. I return you to which you came.” The book then disappears from off my lap and I look over at Victoria before moving the blanket from my legs, getting to my feet and making my way over toward the bathroom. Unfortunately, I only take three steps before I nearly collapse as a sharp pain shoots through my whole body. Victoria seemed to move

Important things. I scanned the shelves again. Something was different. A book had been moved. The gap where it had been was still visible. I reached for it and pulled out a piece of parchment hidden between the pages. It was a warning. When the Queen of Blood awakens, the three heirs must return to where the blood began. I read it aloud. The room went silent. "The three heirs," Jax said slowly. "Who does that mean?" Salias looked at him. Then at Lucius. Then at me.