The Inheritance Games Book 5 Novels & Stories

"All my grandchildren will become heirs of Serpentine! I raised them since the day they were born!" Hearing their fathers arguing again, Serena and William exchanged a look. They both sighed, exhausted by the situation. Their hands clasped together before they turned back to Martin and Roland. "Caelric, Caelen, and Caelia are ours," William and Serena declared in unison. "None of you has the right to take them without our consent!" "You’re both insufferable!" Losing patience, Roland lunged to snatch Caelric from William’s arms. Martin refused to lose, trying to secure his grandson. Serena stepped in, attempting to stop them.

"Elena was never told about this clause when she inherited." "No," Laurent said. "She was not." "Because Victoria died before she could tell her," Elena said. "That is one possibility," Laurent said carefully. "What is the other possibility?" Elena said. Laurent was quiet for a moment. "The other possibility," he said, "is that Victoria deliberately did not tell her. Because the renewal clause requires knowledge. If the heir operates the business without knowledge of the clause, the renewal is not triggered." He paused. "If Elena has been running the Ashford Collection for twelve years without knowing about the clause—"

“Do you know who is?” “I heard whispers. I didn’t think much of them or take them seriously. But I will find out.” He stroked her face and she smiled at him. “I had no idea a Mazzeo survived. It’s the rule of the five that the reigning family takes ownership of undistributed inheritance.” “Lucian you don’t-” “I do. I owe it to you to fix this,” Lucian said. “Thank you for letting me know.” Her relief at finally finding the answers she had been looking for and settling the score for her family was palpable as she stepped away from him. Prior to hearing the knock on her loft’s front door, Taylor’s jasmine scent filled her nostrils.

But apart from that, we have no idea what the hell is going to happen. And if she’d read the goddamn paper, she would see the last thing I focused on was money or property. I’m more interested in what would happen to the child she is carrying, if by any chance we separate. I need my heir, and I’m keeping him or her close, no matter what. The room has been quiet since she left. I decide she has had a minute to calm down. I give her father an apologetic look. The man was shooting daggers my way but my focus isn’t on him right now. I have to speak with his daughter and I know what I have to say will piss her off even more.

I couldn't believe what I saw, what everyone saw. After the commotion between Ares and Jordan, I discovered something unexpected. We ended our activity and returned to our hotel room. Everyone was in my room as we surrounded the one person who caused Jordan to break down—a glance at my room, where Claire and Effie were with her. "Ate-" "Shh..." I point to him and then mimic a gesture to zip his lips. "Don't talk." He shut his mouth and dropped his head in defeat. He knew he couldn't speak over me, his older sister. Although he may be at the age of not needing a guardian, he still needed to show respect to me as the head of this family.

Ava’s breath hitched. Choose? Not survive. Not win. Now, she had to crown someone. But love didn’t feel like a prize anymore. It felt like a weapon. 2. The Five React Later, in the Temple Garden, the five heirs confronted her. Kael spoke first. “If you pick me, the Council will obey.” Lucien: “Pick me, and they’ll fear you.” Jax: “Pick me… and I’ll never ask to rule.” Darius: “Pick me, and I’ll kill anyone who breathes against you.”

“The child inside you is the final design of Daniel Blackwood. A ghost’s revenge. And if you don’t sign that paper, I will release this report to the world. I’ll tell the investors that the ‘Golden Heir’ is a genetic freak, a product of a dead man’s pharmaceutical rape. How do you think the stock will look then? How do you think Zander will look at you when he realizes he’s been raising his brother’s child?” The monitor let out a sharp, descending chime. 100 bpm. 90 bpm. “She’s dying, Victoria,” Julian urged, pressing the pen harder into my hand. “Sign the inheritance to me, or the last thing you’ll feel is her heart stopping inside you.” I looked at the folder. The ink was black, like an op

House Dominion with Jordan, Alexis, Brian, and Caroline; House Royal—Anabel, Theo, Eliza, and Oscar; House Phantom—Bianca, Felix, Leah, and Cyrus; House Titan—Ethan, Daniel, Ava, and Lucas; House Valiant—Oliver, Tessa, Jeremy, and Diana; and finally, House Elect, led by Adonis, Sophia, Julia, and Eddie. The House Masters stood at the front, watching closely but offering little in the way of comfort. Their presence alone was enough to remind everyone of the stakes. The silence that hung in the room was broken only by the occasional shuffle of paper or a whispered word between houses. Professor Whitmore’s voice rang out, crisp and clear. “Welcome, students, to the Inheritance Trial. You will e

“I don’t lie well. I strategize. I withhold. I control information. But when I give you something, it will be the truth.” She nodded. “Then give it to me.” Cassian leaned against the desk, arms crossed. “Your mother was not a victim of my family. She was a thief.” The word landed like a blade. “She stole something my grandfather built,” he continued. “Something powerful enough to ruin men like Damian Locke. Something he’s been circling for over a decade.” “The box,” Elara whispered. “Yes.” “And the key.” “Yes.” Her fingers curled into the sheet. “What’s inside it?”

"You gave up your Sovereign Sight to enter the circle. You are just a debtor now. And as your father’s heir, his 'Outstanding Balance' has defaulted to you." “Ting.” The sound was muffled, as if it were coming from deep underground. Task Thirty-Five: The Inheritance. To leave this house with your son, you must prove that the 'Vance' lineage is worth more than its debts. You must find one memory in this room that isn't owned by the Shop. If you find a single moment of pure, unbought love, the Audit fails. If you cannot, Cian becomes the new Ledger-Keeper. I looked around the room in despair. My father’s life had been a transaction. He had sold my mother’s jewelry, my sister’s happiness, and m