The Inheritance Games Kindle Novels & Stories

According to Ryan’s investigation, the Schmidt family really had a daughter who died young, and the cause of death was hereditary heart disease. The reason I disappeared from the world was that I took her place. But this did not matter anymore. After all, all the properties of Schmidt Corporation that were transferred overseas had finally been given to me. Although I could never step out of the mental hospital again, this time, nobody could bully me again.

I continued. Marti’s lips were pursed, she hesitated a small moment, her eyes searching to make so no one stood too close to us. “The Obsidian Circle.” She mumbled. “Blackthorn has this creepy secret society thing. Rich heirs, secret meetings, weird traditions. I guess they may just be rumors–the things I hear about them. But basically those you see with those rings and symbols are part of it.” She narrated. I think about it for a moment. Secret society? Maybe it was just some super exclusive elite club.

The room remained deathly silent as I folded my hands on the table, surveying the faces around me. “Now,” I said, my voice calm but commanding, “let’s discuss the future of The Emperor’s Company. Shall we?” "Miss Laila if you're talking about inheritance law put your stepmom here and your step sister Mara also inherit it!" Mr Williams opposed. This game is becoming tougher than I thought! Mara’s lips pressed into a thin line, and Hamilton’s fake smile had all but vanished. They thought they could break me, but they underestimated me. This wasn’t just about survival anymore. This was about reclaiming what was rightfully mine—and making them pay for everything they’d done.

"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

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.

"To put Arthur's mind at ease, this is the disownment agreement. Sign it. From now on, you and I are no longer mother and son." "Mom," I said, looking her in the eyes. "Are you sure you want to cut ties with me?" "Of course I'm sure." Claire laughed like I'd just said something ridiculous. "Don't tell me you still think I'm going to go soft on you. You should understand by now—why would the Harrison family fortune go to anyone but the real Harrison heir? Why would it go to an outsider?" Olivia chimed in. "Cillian, stop stalling. If you don't sign, we'll get lawyers involved and sue you for illegally occupying the Harrison family assets."

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.

“Your inheritance.” The words flatly didn't make sense, and I laughed quietly…not because it was funny, but because my mind simply refused to process them. “My inheritance?” “Yes.” I stared blankly at her. “What inheritance?” Esther reached across the table and covered my trembling hand with hers. “Before you married Nathaniel, before you ever became part of the family, there was a secret your parents went to great lengths to hide from you.” My throat tightened painfully. “Esther, please stop speaking in riddles.”