The Inheritance Games Kindle Novels & Stories

The fake orange flames flickered, casting animated shadows on their faces. “Listen to me, young man,” Grandma was the first to speak, enunciating each word. “No one inherits anything when I’m still alive.” She slowly got up from her position, leaning forward so she was inches away from Liam. “Inheritance means I’m dead.” She jabbed his forehead with her index finger, gritting her teeth. “So, you can forget about it and continue being the good boy I raised.” she glared at him before stomping out, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

I didn’t say anything. Because the truth was… Grandpa York did promise the bulk of the inheritance to me. But it was all verbal. Private conversations, no official documents. No will, no trust paperwork. Just his words and I’d never pushed for more. Because I never wanted to take anything. I wasn’t the greedy one in this story. I went back to my office. Shut the door and stared at the file Emma left me. I let out a deep sigh. What now, Natalie? Seems like the game you started is getting more complicated by the day.

Isabella stood by the pool, watching him go, her heart aching. The will reading was held in the library. Isabella sat beside Sebastian, Lucas, and Lily in her lap, her mind still reeling from her conversation with Damien. The lawyer read from a document, his voice droning, the words blurring together. Sebastian inherited the estate. Damien inherited the company. Isabella inherited a trust fund she hadn't expected. "Grandfather wanted to take care of you," Sebastian said, as they walked back to the car. "He didn't even know me."

“The child inside you is the final design of Daniel Blackwood. A ghost’s revenge. And if you don’t sign that paper, I will release this report to the world. I’ll tell the investors that the ‘Golden Heir’ is a genetic freak, a product of a dead man’s pharmaceutical rape. How do you think the stock will look then? How do you think Zander will look at you when he realizes he’s been raising his brother’s child?” The monitor let out a sharp, descending chime. 100 bpm. 90 bpm. “She’s dying, Victoria,” Julian urged, pressing the pen harder into my hand. “Sign the inheritance to me, or the last thing you’ll feel is her heart stopping inside you.” I looked at the folder. The ink was black, like an op

"Oh no! I think I got the very best person for it. You see, I was led to you! I was led to pick you. That is why I know that you're perfect for this. This has always been your destiny." My destiny? The words sounded familiar to Summer. Like someone had said it to her before or she had heard it in her dreams, but she couldn't be too sure. "How? How will I even get into the Queenstrial? I'm not of noble blood." "Like I mentioned earlier, you would be disguised as my granddaughter. No one in the palace has seen her since she was six, they wouldn't recognise her." "And how will I find this gem you talk of?" "I will explain all this in due time. Be patient with me."

One day, Nathan Robert received a call about the death of his father and that he has some inheritance. Nathan was not interested in owning any of his father's properties but his wife convinced him to accept it for their daughter’s sake. Nathan also knows that with his inheritance, Ria could get her eye surgery and he would even have enough to get a big space for wife’s sewing business and also live the good life they have always envisioned. Nathan got a lawyer and used his saving for the inheritance process. Everything was fine, he had received a call that he could have access to the money and they were happy their dreams would come true. But Frederick has hired this gang to make him sign th

“The stakes here are not fair.” “How is it not fair? You keep telling me to leave you alone even though your body doesn’t think so. Now I’m giving you a chance to actually make me leave you alone. All you have to do is choose any game of your choice and win.” Dominique is calm as he watches me intently. “You know, you’re at a more advantage here. You get to choose the game and it could be anything you want. Chess, pool, whatever you want.”

There were documents detailing estates, investments, and properties that I could never imagine myself owning? "How is this possible?" I breathed, as my hands trembled through the papers. Your mother was part of a legacy far bigger than what you were led to believe," Eleanor explained. "These properties are your inheritance, a symbol of your true identity as Amethyst Amadeus. It's time you claim what is rightfully yours.".

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.”

“Oh God!” “What kind of problem have I gotten for myself?” “I thought I made the right choice!” “But, she is just a package problem I bought into my life!” He thought sadly, still staring at her with a dangerous gaze. “Whatever you are thinking of in your head David, will not work!” “All your evil thoughts against me will not prosper!” She shouted, both of them staring angrily at each other.