The Inheritance Games By Jennifer Lynn Barnes Mga Nobela at Kwento

My aunt, on the other hand, gave birth to eight sons. After that night with Andrew, I felt the inception of life in my womb. Chantelle, the so-called princess of Oberlin City, thought she could get her way every time because she was Andrew's only heiress. Now, she had competition.

"Sweetheart, you have an entire territory. The Blackthorne Pack controlled some of the richest forestland in the region. Your parents were wealthy, Seraphina. Very wealthy." My head spun as I tried to process this information. I'd grown up wearing hand-me-downs and eating scraps, believing I was nothing more than an unwanted burden. Now I was being told I was the heir to significant wealth and territory? "I don't understand," I said weakly. "If my parents had all that, why was I living in poverty with the Deltas?" Kane's expression darkened. "Because the Northern Alliance has been systematically looting your inheritance for seventeen years. They convinced the pack council that the assets nee

Everyone’s phone went off at once. "What?" Liam’s fiancée, Chloe, frowned, moving closer to his side. I looked down at my phone. A blood-red scale appeared on the screen. [Welcome to The Last Zombie: Final Reckoning.] [Detected: 15 members of the Sterling family.] [Objective: Eliminate all zombies. The last player standing inherits the entire family fortune.] [Current Asset Valuation: $12.7 Billion.] The living room went dead silent. "What kind of sick joke is this?" Liam tried to close the app, but the screen wouldn't budge. "Who made this?"

Thinking of that, his expression changed, "Tell me, what do you want from me? " "Norton, I heard rumors that Grandma Richards was going to give Jenna the inheritance of Richards Manor that belonged to Hansen. Think about it, Grandma Richards was thinking of giving the inheritance to an outsider but not a Richards. It just doesn't make any sense," Aria narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and said in a low voice unwillingly.

What she couldn’t remember or understand was why. She was able to slowly regain her life but was under constant supervision from the pack and remained in residence at the pack home. She had not conceded to join the pack officially because she would not succumb to the duties of a traditional Luna. She refused to give up her independence! Arystyn stood in front of the bank President Joe Presley, as he told her that her account had been turned over to Darian Fredrickson when everyone believed she was dead because she had listed Darian as her next of kin. He was now in control of her life savings! “Oh yes, I almost forgot!” Mr. Fredrickson also retains control of your inheritance from your biolo

Scott, warned. Seeing how her own lawyers had forced her down to her seat, Cassandra held her tongue in the next few minutes. When everyone was ready, Gabrielle's attorneys covered the reason for their meeting. "We are here today to negotiate Gabrielle Taylor's inheritance," said Mr. Scott. "Remember that in Braeton, forced inheritance is in place. And our client, Gabrielle Taylor, is the daughter of both Genevieve and Oliver Taylor. Yet, she has been denied out of her own house by her aunt, Cassandra Taylor."

“And oh, I forgot to mention. The treaty specifically stipulates that I'm forbidden to have any family. At all. So, Calian is probably going to come for you now. Right now, they think you are my sister. My blood. That makes you an heir that isn't supposed to exist.” “Why is that against the rules? An heir… .” “Shitty old people, making shitty decisions. Point is, if there is one, people will come for it… in this case…you.” Troy stares at him. Did he really just put her in this predicament? Did he seriously not care if she died? “So… you said that so they will get rid of me?” “Not exactly.” “You're really… evil. What did I even obsess about? This?!” she yells at him, shoving him hard on the c

~Lolly’s POV~ A sudden ringing went off in my ear. The hairs on the back of my neck stood erect. Immediately, I knew something was wrong. Something had gone horribly wrong. It was there in the inflection of her tone, the casual relaxed way she mentioned it, the snickers from my stepsisters. “What do you mean? What happened to my inheritance?” I questioned harshly. That inheritance was the only hope I had. The only thing my father had left for me. Lizzy and her daughter had stolen everything else! My home, my joy, my parents’ belongings. Except for a few things I managed to squirrel away, I had almost nothing left.