The Inheritance Games Fanfiction Novels & Stories

’ “Telling you wasn’t going to change anything, what does it even matter? I took care of you didn’t I? I stuck my neck out for you, what does a fucking title change?” “Everything Dante – what about my inheritance?” I smirked, this is what this is about. “What inheritance?” I decided to play coy but before he began to speak, I stopped him, I didn’t want to involve Helena in any of this, she had enough on her plate and I wasn’t going to add sibling chivalry to it. “How about you go on ahead and I’ll meet you in the car” I turned to her and she held my stare for a brief second, hesitation dancing in her eyes but finally she sighed and walked out the door.

“Not asking to be your Luna. I just want to be the heir carrier. Do that for me and I’d find a way to make you leave that house. I know you miss Sasha.” “I miss her enough to wait. Your requests are unbelievable. I can’t have you carry my heir. You are not deserving of such.” “I will give you time to think about it. And think about it well.” “It looks like you inherited Didi’s blackmail genes apart from half of his properties. Don’t end up like him.” “I won’t.”

“Oh my God, you two...” “QUIET!” Kyara cut in sharply. “You pulled Mikaela’s hair. YOU PULLED HER HAIR. And then you and Pascha vanished?! No updates!” Despite the fog still clouding my head, I couldn’t help but laugh a little. “I’ll tell you... later. I swear.” Aurora narrowed her eyes. “That’s a very suspicious sentence.” “I just... I need to talk about something first.” I looked at the screen, and the weight in my chest lightened just from seeing their faces. “It’s about inheritance...From my dad. He left everything to me.”

It meant they had a blood heir, and of course that passed to her daughter on their deaths’ ‘I will fight this, that little bitch is not stealing my inheritance. I will tie this Will up in every court I can and she will not get a penny.’ ‘You are within your rights to do that Annabella but I must warn you that you will not win and it will cost you most of your inheritance, not the child’s. This is a binding legal document that has gone through the highest of scrutiny. You are not Lord and Lady Bellgrove’s heir, Alcina is.’

“We have the inheritance deadline from your father hanging over us. It already feels like we're fighting a lost battle." Dominic’s voice grew softer, more desperate. “I know it looks bad. I should have been honest from the beginning. But losing Elena and knowing she was pregnant changed me. It made me afraid to get close to anyone again. Then you came into my life, and I started believing I could actually win this inheritance.” “How can anything feel real when you’re still carrying this much unspoken history? Elena remembers being held against her will. She mentioned dangerous people connected to your family." I couldn't stay still. I paced back and forth. Already understanding the weight of

I used to imagine— Focus, Reina! “No. I didn’t.” I inhaled deeply, setting down my cup. “I need your help. It’s... complicated.” His brows drew together. “Are you in danger?” “No. Not exactly.” I paused, trying to choose the least insane version of the truth. “My father left behind an inheritance. A very large one. But there’s a clause—his final screw-you from the grave. I have to marry someone I hate in order to access it.”

Gaspare continued watching me with that same half-smile. The broken glass cut into my palm. The blood flowing from my hand pulled my crumbling sanity back from the edge. I dropped the bottle. Gaspare nodded with satisfaction. "I knew you'd be more sensible than she was." … After that day, I stopped resisting. I accepted every arrangement Gaspare made for me. I was just a fake heiress with a borrowed name in the Toscano family, so trying to take down Gaspare on my own was impossible. I had no power, no resources.

"Look at me Adeline. Do I look like I have any worthy collateral for the multi-millions we need" I had bought him new shirts. But Conrad still wore the ones with holes in them. "What if I take out a loan? I have properties of my—" Wait. I did not have properties of my own anymore. I had sold them out. "Maybe I could pawn some of my jewelry." "You have already pawned enough. The ones left are your family heirlooms and the ones your father specifically gifts you" "Maybe I could pawn those ones off?" “If your father finds out you are going to be disinherited"

‘And why is that? He looks away as if he’s ashamed when we both know he has no reason to be. ‘Levi should be your heir. Levi will have pups…’ He replies. ‘So could you.’ ‘You know that’s not going to happen.’ He growls. I narrow my eyes. “Ryker is my heir and that is final.” I say out loud. He huffs but he doesn’t argue more. “What are we going to do about the Aurora Pack?” Khloe asks.

“Lucas? Or the inheritance?” “Neither.” My protest was instant, but it lacked conviction. “I don’t want either.” “Don’t want either?” She tilted her head, curls bouncing. “Come on, babe. That’s not how this works. Think about it. It’s a package deal. If she gets Lucas, she has to look valuable to the Bristo family, which means she needs Black inheritance behind her and if she gets the inheritance without Lucas, your parents will just ship her off to another rich bastard who might be worse than him. Either way…she wins.”