The Inheritance Games Full Series Novels & Stories

"That's enough!" Derek suddenly yelled, glaring at me with pure contempt. "Let me tell you the truth—I'm the heir of the Astor family. When my parents get here tomorrow, forget a few dozen—I could give you hundreds! Thousands! You're nothing but a pathetic loser. Who are you to humiliate me?" With that, he shoved past me and ran out. Estelle's face darkened as she snapped at me, "Happy now? You really did hit your head. Now nobody's happy. Just pack your things and come with me!"

grandpa's voice echoed out and I just couldn't help but grit my teeth at that. Spencer was just as manipulative and contemptible as his mother and I wasn't gonna let him have my inheritance. AUTHORESS After Josh had left, Monroe Carter looked on at the doors with an expression of concern. "Why suggest he gets married before getting his inheritance? You know he's just gonna find some random bimbo to present to you right? That boy's obviously not ready to settle down, he doesn't even wanna be a CEO. He just wants to inherit everything else, the money, the estates, the lands and the rest of them" came Elizabeth as she walked towards a chair and sat majestically.

He was taking good care of little Peter. I often ponder about the baby. Would I want it to inherit my mafia? To live without the freedom of choice? Yet the power it would wield is undeniable. It wouldn't just take over my empire but Ace's as well. Damn. A Black and a King. What a legacy. I would want to give it everything, and if it chose to reject the mafia, I would be fine with that.

Before I could stop myself, I turned to Anneliese and, with as much casualness as I could fake, I asked: “Anneliese, what’s this wish your grandfather has for great-grandchildren?” She laughed quickly, shaking her head as if it was an inside joke everyone knew. “Oh, that? Grandpa is completely paranoid about it. He wants great-grandchildren at any cost.” She made a dramatic gesture with her hands. “He even gave us an ultimatum. Either we give him great-grandchildren, or we won’t get our share of the inheritance.” Her words hit me like a cold shower. On the outside, I forced a smile to hide the whirlwind of emotions it caused inside me.

ONE “Keep reading, Athena.” Alpha James gestured to his daughter, his voice laced with sadness. “...The Nightshade Pack hereby surrenders to the Silver Moon Pack, as of today. Renouncing all claims to our territory.” Athena paused, her brows furrowing and her jaw clenching in anger. “We also submit our titles, including those of Alpha…and Alpha heir…” She choked on her words, swallowing hard as she fought back tears.

I had been watching my 'future fiancé' for a little over a month and he was getting better and better. Thomas Conner, David Conner's heir, was my future fiancé by free and spontaneous pressure. He was somewhat immature, as he was always playing video games or going to strip clubs. He would be 30 years old, but his appearance is rather youthful, which makes me believe that he is going through some kind of mid-life crisis. I see him finally leaving the gym and laugh when I see his face with several bruises. I turn my attention away from him and focus on the man standing next to him, who is practically the image of a Greek god. He was much taller than George, making him practically disappear.

I felt my grandfather’s eyes linger for quite a bit, before he cleared his throat and began. “Leanna Thorn. You invoked the sacred Lunar trials, using your right as a member of the ruling family, laying your claim to the throne of Alpha,” he started, the air in the hall turning ceremonial. My gaze remained fixated on the ground as I wanted nothing more than to run away. A part of me even wished for that arrogant alpha to show himself and somehow mess things up. I turned to the side, instantly finding his figure in the crowd, but to my disappointment, he just stood silently, watching everything play out with the cold arrogance of a peak predator.

The air in the room seemed to change, as though the shadows themselves were leaning in, listening. “But...” she continued, her voice taking on a more serious tone now, one that Julian couldn't ignore. It was like she was warning him, “It’s not going to be simple. You’ll inherit more than just wealth. There are people in place, people who’ve been operating in the shadows for years, who will test your authority, challenge your claim. And many of them? They won’t be thrilled about you taking control.” Her lips curled into a faint, bitter smile, but her eyes remained cold, calculating. “You’re not just inheriting an empire. You’re inheriting enemies.”

Hey, lovelies! Thank you so much to all of you who have waited for this book's release through the setbacks! For those of you who are new here, this is the fourth installment and should be read after Timber, Mated to Brianna, and Mylo (which is at the end of Timber), but for sure after Mated to Brianna which will set the stage and characters for this book. This book is a slow burn with some spicy heat later on - and lots of it! It’s going to have a few M-M moments, possible triggers, and the heirs can have quite the potty mouths.

I sniffle, hastily wiping the tears from my eyes with trembling fingers. A tissue appears in my peripheral vision. I glance up, catching the pitiful look of Uncle Stanley. With a shaky "thank you," I take the tissue, and dab at my damp eyes. "...Leo's golf house will go to Stanley Philips and for Leo's considerable finances and the Rodriquez Brands will go to his daughter, Lia Rodriquez..." The remainder of the voice is drowned out by the ringing in my ears. Me? I get everything? Why? My gaze skims around the room to confirm that I haven't heard wrongly. Why will Father...