The Inheritance Games Kindle Novels & Stories

She watched me, her expression slowly changing. “Money. We take it all. Or do we kill them? Kill my mother and my father.” “What about your inheritance?” The inheritance was from my mother’s side. My grandparents from my mother’s side were wealthy, and I was their only grandchild they liked. They left me every single cent, about five hundred million. “That inheritance won’t do us any good if we are dead,” I muttered. “Besides, we don’t need that money. We have an arrangement with Don.

It was all his plan to begin with. From her grandmother to herself, everyone was merely a player in the game he had created. The game of inheritance. He purposely made them all fought for it. His children and their wives were automatically out of the game because during their younger years, there was a huge fight going on which had their rights removed in an instant. She was too young to understand what it was, she only remembered the aftermath of it. Drinking her tea, she returned to face him once more. Her eyes gazed deep into his as she explained.

After finding out that I'm the illegitimate daughter of the richest man in town, Frank Gibson, I excitedly rush over to meet my biological father. But the moment I arrive at his mansion, I discover that 98 other illegitimate daughters are already lined up to claim him as their father. It turns out Frank's only son has died, and he now needs an heir for his trillion-dollar fortune. So, he gathers all his illegitimate daughters and plans to choose the strongest candidate through a competition. I know I don't stand a chance against the others. Just as I hang my head in disappointment and prepare to leave, a line of text suddenly appears before my eyes. "Don't go, darling! It's your mom. I

On the day my grandfather, who was the wealthiest man in this state, died, the entire family got into a huge fight over the inheritance. My father could not stop the fight, so he requested my mother’s support. When I arrived, my grandfather was lying motionless on the bed. He was not even changed into his funeral suit. My aunts were pulling on each other’s hair as they fought over the ownership of a building. My uncles were fighting over the Rolls-Royce car keys. The entire family looked like hooligans as they fought. My mother was holding gold bars as she yelled at me, “What are you waiting for? Take that gold ring off your grandfather’s finger!” I rubbed my hands and was just ab

The lawyer set the briefcase down, clicked it open, and pulled out a thick folder bound with a red cord. “This is the Wade inheritance agreement,” the lawyer began, placing the file carefully before Alexander. “Property titles, business assets, land records, investment branches, and your grandfather’s long-standing holdings.” Rosa's eyes widened. The inheritance…. Her eyes went to Alexander but his gaze was focused on the files. He opened the first page. Alexander’s breath hitched for half a second. He had seen some of these documents before, but never all of them. Not the full measure of the power he was expected to wield.

You know the direction. With love and complete respect — Elian Rhys and Dante Voss P.S. Tell Nino the same applies to her. The door doesn't check bylines. Elian sealed it. He looked at Dante across the kitchen table. "Her mother put the piece in the box," he said. "In front of her." "Yes," Dante said. "That's the mother passing the inheritance," Elian said. "The father's decision, the mother's keeping, the daughter's continuing. Three generations of the chain. The box is the link — the object that holds the inheritance until the inheritor is ready to receive it."

Like how she was going to win a challenge that no one wanted her to win. - End Of Chapter 6: Damaged & Secret -

Scott, warned. Seeing how her own lawyers had forced her down to her seat, Cassandra held her tongue in the next few minutes. When everyone was ready, Gabrielle's attorneys covered the reason for their meeting. "We are here today to negotiate Gabrielle Taylor's inheritance," said Mr. Scott. "Remember that in Braeton, forced inheritance is in place. And our client, Gabrielle Taylor, is the daughter of both Genevieve and Oliver Taylor. Yet, she has been denied out of her own house by her aunt, Cassandra Taylor."

I say, seeing which papers that idiot was looking at. "I'm not a peeper". Speaks sitting in the chair facing my desk. "I just don't understand why you feel so much hatred for him". "Don't you understand?" I ask louder, not believing what I had just heard. "You are the daughter and heiress of businessmen, fairy tales don't exist for any of us". She answers seriously. "You should be happy because he's young, he's hot, and you have an overwhelming chemistry. I'm still recovering from what I saw". She says, shaking herself with a smile.

Her grandmother had always been secretive about the book, even before this nightmare began. --- Evelyn’s Confession That evening, Anna confronted her grandmother in her quarters. Evelyn sat by the fireplace, her gaze distant, as if she were expecting the conversation. “Grandma,” Anna began, holding the book. “Where did this come from? Why do we have it?” Evelyn sighed, motioning for Anna to sit. “The Reflection Game is a legacy, Anna. Our family has been its keeper for centuries. It was entrusted to us by the last of the Seven Immortals.”