The Inheritance Games Kindle Novels & Stories

Her reflection looked like a ghost,pale skin, dark circles, the bite mark on her neck still angry and red, refusing to heal properly. The pregnancy test on the sink had two pink lines. “No,” she whispered. Then louder, “No!” She slid down the wall, knees to her chest. Twins. She could feel them now,two tiny sparks of life pulsing faintly through what remained of the shattered bond. Kael’s children. Alpha blood. Strong. Dangerous. A hysterical laugh bubbled up. The same man who had publicly knotted her, filled her, then rejected her in front of hundreds… had left her with heirs he would never know. The Moon Goddess’s cruelest joke.

was crystal clear under the lights. "I barely had time to go through my mother's inheritance, and you already want me to hand it over on a silver platter? Samantha, Howard, you're even more shameless than I thought." A collective uproar erupted from the crowd. How did the inheritance document turn into a gift agreement? Samantha's face went deathly pale. She hadn't expected that I'd be able to uncover the contract she'd buried under layers of deception. But Howard's reaction was lightning fast.

When they try to take your voice, the next page read, remember this: nothing survives being named by the wrong person. I closed the book. Outside, engines turned over. Messages arrived. Movements aligned. The inheritance wasn’t a crown. It was a line drawn in blood and choice. And I was ready to cross it.

Alive to carry a legacy she’d never asked for. She backed away from Rafael, from Lucien, from the room itself. Her voice cracked when it finally came out: “If he wants me to watch, then I’ll watch him burn first.” Lucien’s eyes followed her, torn between rage and fear. Rafael’s smile widened through the blood. “You see it now, don’t you? The game isn’t about survival. It’s about inheritance. And she’s already playing.” The chapter closes with Solene staring out into the ruined night, her fists clenched, whispering to herself more than to them:

"The location of the inheritance ground is inside the Nerere continent. It's a wasteland, almost uninhabited, that's why it took so much for my family to find it." "The problem is that it borders with two other countries. Unless we want to start a war, we need to retrieve the inheritance unnoticed." "As for the trials, we cleared the first two layers but then we met the restrictions towards the Kingdoms upper echelons. Apparently, they were really mad at us to set something like that." The four students rolled their eyes. How could they not hate the family that dethroned them? Lady Chen made an awkward laugh and continued her explanation.

“What’s this?” Henry leaned back, a small, knowing smile spreading on his lips. “Your inheritance.” Zara’s heart stilled. She hesitated before placing her hands on the wooden surface, a strange chill running down her spine. “Inheritance?” Until now, the only thing she has ever thought of inheriting was the Quinn Group, since for some reason best known to her parents, she was the only legal heir even though she wasn't the only child. Henry nodded. “Kaka wanted you to have it after your once you took over the company after your graduation… but things happened.”

“Come and let’s go to take a look.” “Okay, go ahead if you want to. But I won’t go with you.” “If we don’t visit her, how can we fight for her inheritance after her death? But her three children’s are the first in the line for heredity. That’s a little bit tricky.” “Anyway, the death of that bitch is good news!”

I begin but he silences me with a look. Axel produces a syringe from his bag and draws a thumbs worth of Ryker’s blood. I stare at it. It looks exactly like mine, there’s no discernible difference, and yet I know it contains Lycan genes, while mine contains nothing but duff ones. Ones so shameful even my own father hid me away. I shut my eyes and a flash of it, of all the blood splattered on the ground, splattered from my mother’s throat, appears as if I’m right back there and I jerk, just as the needle goes in.

“Then Marcus gets a Pyrrhic victory. He might get the inheritance, but he’ll lose the company. The board won’t follow him after this, they've seen who he really is.” After she hung up, Selene looked at Avalon. “Would it be okay If we lost the inheritance?” “Truthfully, I don’t know. That’s Pierce Holdings, everything Nene built and all I’ve protected for ten years.” “But would we be okay?” Avalon thought about that. “Yeah. We’d be okay. I have Nexus and I have enough money. We will survive.” “More than survive?” “Yeah. More than that.” Selene felt something release in her chest. She confirmed the inheritance mattered, but it wasn’t everything they were.

"Read it, sweetheart." She averted her gaze back to the document as I watched her grey orbs running over each and every word in that document keenly. She softly placed the file on the table after reading it and her grey orbs looked at me more confusedly. "What is this?" I sighed and leaned to the table while keeping my interlocked palms on the table. "Inheriting the inheritance to the rightful heir." "What?" I sighed at her cluelessness. "You, as the daughter of Vincent Aslanov and the only person alive in the Aslanov family, inherits everything that is under the name of Aslanov. From single penny they owned to the infamous Aslanov world. Pardon my insult."