The Inheritance Games Novels & Stories

"I'll come back. We'll figure this out. We'll find a way." The Rites of Passage weren't optional—not for a Stonehaven heir. Every alpha-blooded son had to complete the three-month isolation in the northern territories before they could claim their place in the pack hierarchy. It was tradition, ritual, law. Alec had known it was coming since he was old enough to understand what his last name meant. But knowing didn't make it easier. He'd spent weeks trying to find a way around it, some loophole that would let him stay, but his father had made it clear: refuse the Rites, and he'd forfeit his claim to everything—his inheritance, his position, his voice in the Council. He'd become nothing. And i

Edward enthusiastically inquired. "We're going to play a game, dearie," Margaux said, smiling. "What exactly is it, Granny?" Luis inquired inquisitively. All the adults were standing behind them, watching as they had a grandma-and-grandson moment. Enrique and Mateo were well aware that they had not been summoned simply to play games with their sons. They are well aware of Margaux's penchant for putting them to the test to determine who will inherit her fortune. "We're going to play a game called "Bring Me," Margaux announced excitedly.

Aditya was stunned. For a moment, he felt so angry and moved by Sandra's words. This woman, even though she hated him, still thought about and prioritized him when it came to inheritance issues. Aditya was so amazed by Sandra's sincerity; she was a woman who was not crazy about wealth. For that reason, it was appropriate that his father preferred to live with Sandra, even without children, because Sandra was a woman worth defending. But Aditya did not want to inherit any of their property; he realized who he was. It would be better if Sandra was the one who deserved to receive all the property from her husband.

Nevertheless, the latest competition they concocted surpassed all previous endeavors; determining which one of them would win Mary's heart became an elaborate chess match played out on the delicate board of human connections rather than just dancing around feelings. As I became more aware of my thoughts, an overwhelming sense of dread consumed me. The thought of losing this newfound game lingered at the forefront and chipped away at my composed demeanor. Although defeat seemed imminent, a silent preference surfaced- if someone had to be victorious in this perilous contest for Mary's affection, let it be Victor. Our inheritance was not solely comprised of material wealth but also held great p

Morgan to his cell, Angelic promised her dad that she would do everything to prove his innocence. The next day, William and Angelicp went back to Miss Eleonor Catwood's lab to see the result of her study about the candy. Miss Catwood was a pharmaceutical scientist who had been used to examining different types of medicines. She looked old at her age of 45 yet her brain was so clever that she was able to describe the candy by just looking at it. She said that it was not really a candy, it was formulated to kill human system particularly the internal organs including the major parts such as respiratory and nervous system. The candy was just a trick to cover the deadly particles.

"I raced drones. The reflexes from racing make piloting a mech easy. It's like a big game to me!" "Everything's a game to you, Kitt!" Alyx remarked, eliciting a round of chuckles from the table. "Alright, Alyx," Kedrick replied, "then it's your turn to play. Tell Dan here what you did to get so good with a long-range weapon." "Embroidery," Alyx replied. The table was silent.

Darius didn’t want to break the kiss neither did she but their lack of air made their wants unfulfilled as they broke apart with smiles on their faces. “I guess I’ve grown to like you too.” She brought one of her brows up, tilting her head slightly. “You guess?” He laughed and kissed her once more. - “Thank you all for coming tonight. As you know whoever the Tyler family chooses must be able to have kids, we need heirs who will be able to continue our great legacy. So after dinner, the women will have a sample of their blood taken to be tested for fertility and the men will each get cups where they will place their sperm to test their fertility. I expect to have your cups tomorrow at 10. Now

“And that’s why I’ve made a decision. Victor shall receive his due inheritance in its natural form,” I cupped my mouth with both hands. Miles turned to me. “What does it mean?” “It’s about to get interesting,” I replied with a sinister smile. Victor had a blank expression on his face. My Granpa cleared his throat loudly and continued. “My son, Richard received his inheritance in natural form and so did Grayham. In this family, we don’t give inheritance in equivalent to its current form. Every heir is given a certain percentage which he shall capitalize on to build or contribute to the empire,”

“The deadline is approaching. If you don’t make a move soon, you’ll be forfeiting the inheritance.” “Good,” I said flatly. Richard sighed. “Gabriel, you’re throwing away billions. Do you understand that? I know you have your own company, but Montclair Advertising is a fraction of what Montclair Enterprises is worth.” I clenched my jaw. “I don’t care. I won’t be manipulated into doing what James wants.” “You don’t have to do what he wants,” Richard pressed. “You just have to play the game long enough to secure your position. If you don’t acknowledge the inheritance and…”

My stomach growled in embarrassment as the aroma of the delicacies wafted into my nose. I survey the room with my eyes as I munch on the fried rice and chicken placed before me. Surely this is where wealth dwells. The Dickinson's are no.1 in Los Angeles for a reason. No wonder people craze for wealth, the gold in this room is enough to make a poor man become wealthy for the rest of his life and even in generations to come. The thought of digging out the gold on the wall crossed my mind and the scenario in the basement displayed itself willingly in mind, I shuddered in fear.