Novel & Cerita The Inheritance Games Book 3

“Bravo, bravo, what inspiring speeches! “Don Vito applauded. He flicked his finger and suddenly, the gate opened and armed militia surrounded his three guests. He thought he had the last laugh and was so smug that he didn’t notice one of the thugs approach Devlin with a nudge. Devlin knew in an instant who it was and gave a subtle nod to Alonzo and Matan. All three of them rose at the same time and Alonzo announced unemotionally “T’was not great seeing you again Don Vito and I prefer it that way. Don’t worry though, because when you die which, I look forward to with pleasure, I would gladly come and take over my inheritance as is my due and then run it the way I see fit, but do not think for

“I gave it to you” That voice rang out. The voice belonging to Dylan. “No, you didn’t” Followed Derrick at once, with cross eyes fixed his way. “Yes, he did” David joined in, pulling forward to the two. “Well, that’s odd. Cause I remember giving it to you” Derrick retorted, voice taking a raise in pitch. Ashley had pulled forward at once, eyes shifting through the figures. “Will you three snap yourselves together and get the rings?!” She called at once, gaze intent on them, but they only responded with yammers, fingers pointing at each other.

Nina said before bursting in laughter. "I knew that you knew," Cela said to Hyun. "But it's over." Hyun still couldn't say anything. "I kept forgetting about the fiancé. I'm so bad," Cela continued. "What are you going to do now?" Hyun asked to keep the conversation going. Cela breathed deeply. "What else? Just do what I am supposed to do," she answered. "You mean you're starting the third book?" Hyun asked without thinking carefully. He wanted to take back what he asked.

I gasped as I looked back up at Xipher, and he smiled and softly nodded his head. “A storm is coming.” He said in a voice that sent dreaded shivers through my body as I turned, looking out over the glowing land. To Be Continued in BOOK THREE “GUARDIANS KINGDOMS”

he says almost as if he is talking to himself. "Goading my son into acting stupid. Check. Putting my betraying wife in her place. Check. Ah, there we are step three. You will get me a vile of blood from one of the dragons here then I will give you the answers that you seek" He states as if he has just won the lottery. I frown through the ether at the old man. He couldn't possible know about the properties of our blood.

"Shocking Reversal in Inheritance Battle—Connelly Group Heiress Turns the Tide for Her Fiance." Abigail lowered her head and whispered into my ear, so quietly that only the two of us could hear, "Don't be afraid, Glenn. I'll handle everything. I won't let anyone hurt you again." I nearly gagged. Of everyone there, she was the most nauseating. In my previous life, I thought she was my last lifeline. But instead, she delivered me straight back into the clutches of Samantha and Howard. That was when I learned they had been in cahoots all along, all for the massive inheritance tied to my name.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

And then…Darkness. CHAPTER 1 The world believes my father murdered Adrian Voss’s mother. I know he didn’t. The problem is… I can’t prove it. And now I’m here, outside the gates of Blackthorn University, the last place I should ever return. Aunt Frieda parked the car. As I stepped through the Blackthorn archway, a strange unease crept up my spine. This was Adrian’s world .His family owned half the buildings on this campus. If he saw me here…I didn’t know what he would do.

I carried several volumes to the long oak table near the center of the room and sat down. Then I began. Hours slipped by without notice. Dust stained my fingertips. My eyes burned from endless reading, yet I kept turning pages. The deeper I searched, the stranger everything became. Names repeated themselves through generations. Deals. Pledges. Sacrifices. Inheritance tied to marriage. Marriage tied to blood. Blood tied to ownership. The curse was older than I had imagined. Far older. At some point, I stopped breathing normally altogether. Because then… I found James.

For the first time in three years, he had no answer. "Right," I said, letting an easy smile on. "You just want favors. You want my inheritance without the mess of me. You want a throne without a war. You want to look like the hero who saved the broken omega heiress, when all you’re doing is crawling back because your pack is starving and my lands have water." I could feel it then, the grief I’d buried. For the girl I was at nineteen who believed him. Who thought mating him meant safety. Who spent three years learning that mates could bleed you drier than enemies.