The Inheritance Games Common Sense Media Novels & Stories

“And refusing will fracture public trust.” He nodded once. “You’ve thought this through.” “I’ve lived it,” she replied. The meeting ended without signatures. That, too, was progress. As they stood to leave, the elder spoke once more. “You’re redefining what it means to inherit,” he said. “Yes,” Lillian replied. “Because inheritance without responsibility is just hoarding.” Outside, Elena exhaled slowly. “You didn’t leave them much room,” she said. “I left them choice,” Lillian replied.

“Why are you after your uncle’s property?” Emma tried to maintain a neutral tone, “I am not after his property.” She said, “I’m after my inheritance, which my parents have left for me. It includes our family home and the money they’ve saved up for college.” Jamie frowned, “That doesn't make sense. If it is indeed your inheritance, why does your uncle get a say in it?”

1122MrGame: "First off, let's clear something up. If the inheritance battle were real, and if Ms. Lawson had actually hired someone to kill Helen and Mr. Lawson, could Mr. Lawson Senior, the head of the corporation, really tolerate that? "Folks… Think about who Mr. Lawson Senior is! Reflect on his past achievements when he was younger, and you'll realize he's a person who doesn't hesitate when it comes to tough decisions!"

Elena had been in exactly one fight in her life, in sixth grade, when Brittany Morrison said her mother was probably a drug dealer because why else would she work nights? Elena had given Brittany a bloody nose and gotten suspended for three days. She felt that same hot surge of anger now, looking at Dominic Ashford. "I'm not a secret," she said. "I'm a person." "A person who's trying to steal my inheritance." "Your inheritance? I didn't even know I had a grandmother until yesterday."

“Sadly not. The curse is complex. The only way to break it is for you to either mark your mate or fall in love with her.” “How do you know that?” My mother asks. “You said before you could only feel their magic, and now suddenly you seem to understand all the intricacies of this curse?” I can’t help but grin. Especially at the shocked look on Cassandra’s face. They always underestimate my mother because she’s human. But she’s just as smart, just as shrewd as the rest of us, and more than once, she’s the reason the Council have been made to look fools. “I’ve been doing some research.” Cassandra says quickly, as if covering her mistake. “I read of a case similar to this.”

Not paranoia. “…There is one final thing you must know. The company you believe you inherited, was never the real inheritance…” Elena stopped breathing. “What?" Marcus remained silent. He hadn't reached that part before. He wanted her to discover it herself. She turned the final page. “…Your real inheritance is a list. A list powerful enough to destroy nations. Protect it.* Never sell it, reveal it and never allow anyone to convince you they already possess it because they don't. Only one person knows where it truly is. You…”

"Building a new organization." "I am calling my new organization The Inheritors," Lydia said, as if she had heard Lucas's comment. "We are the heirs of The Covenant's legacy. And we are going to finish what they started. The first step is eliminating the obstacles to rebuilding. That means you, Mary Hart."

“But, why? I still don't understand.” “Because it is also the young master who is destined to inherit all of the riches of Madame Hester and Master Theodore, down to the very last penny.” Her explanation left my head throbbing with pain. I couldn't wrap my head around the type of drama that unfolds within a wealthy family like Gunther's. Why would they fight over inheritance and money when they could simply divide it equally among themselves? It doesn't make sense to me. “On the third of November of the following month, the young master finally regained consciousness as well. However, as weird as it sounds, he also couldn't remember everything about Carlyle’s mother, much to Madame Florence'