The Inheritance Games Series In Order Novels & Stories

All he can hear was the sound of a kid crying for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." The voice of the little girl sounds familiar, Doctor Morgan was in fear that moment, but he tried to keep calm despite the creepy scenario. He tried to looked around but he can see nothing but the blinding darkness, he heard the voice of the kid, chuckling, laughing and crying out for help. "Help me... I just want to play but he killed me." "Who killed you?" "Mentris... Mentris.... He will come to kill you Doctor Morgan!"

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.

“Then guide me.” A pause. “There’s one more thing,” her aunt said. “Your mother left instructions. Not just files, not just records—but a map. A network. People who can protect you, people who can fight. But you have to find them. And you have to trust few. Even me.” The line went dead before Elara could respond. She looked at Cassian, hands still intertwined. “I… I didn’t know she’d reach out. Not now.” Cassian’s eyes were steady, unreadable. “Then we adapt. That’s all we can do. Step one: survive. Step two: dismantle him on our terms. Step three…” His lips curved faintly. “…trust is earned, not given.”

“You’ve kept me from this room my entire life. Tonight, you brought me here yourself. Why? To tell me not to touch what’s mine?” Arwyn’s lips pressed into a thin line. “You think inheritance is the same as possession? That blood gives you the right to wield what it binds? You’ve been sheltered here because out there—” she jerked her chin toward the storm beyond the keep—“your name is worth a knife in the ribs. And in here, because these relics will take from you as much as they give.” He glanced at the locket again. Its glow was dimming now, as if sulking. “You think I’m not ready.”

I wanted to scream, to run to her, but something held me rooted in place, as if the ground itself had swallowed my will. My father laid sprawled, lifeless, crimson pooling beneath him, his eyes staring at nothing. This can’t be happening. This can’t be real. I didn't believe anything like that had happened. I clamped my hand over my mouth to stifle a sob as I watched, my mother standing alone, defiant, even as the Beta’s men surrounded her. She looked so small and so impossibly brave. “Your daughter… She’s the curse, you know that, don’t you?” the Beta hissed, his voice slicing through the night. “It’s because of her that your pack will fall. She’s the reason for all of this. You should have

Its base was adorned with a tiny, almost imperceptible etching: the same stylized crest of The Genesis Council. A pawn. In a game Alexander didn't fully understand, played by unseen hands. And Leo, his son, was the ultimate prize. The thought spurred a cold, terrifying resolve. He had been a player in their game for too long. Now, he would burn their chessboard if he had to, to get his son back.

His hand twitched like he wanted to touch her, but he held back. “Aria,” he said. The way he spoke her name felt like a brand. “Don’t,” she snapped. “Don’t say my name like you have any right to it. You rejected me. You banished me while your cum was still running down my legs. I want nothing from you except to leave with my children.” His jaw clenched. Golden eyes darkened. “You hid my heirs from me for five years.” “I protected them from you,” she shot back. “From this pack. From the monster who humiliated their mother for political power.”

And then…Darkness. CHAPTER 1 The world believes my father murdered Adrian Voss’s mother. I know he didn’t. The problem is… I can’t prove it. And now I’m here, outside the gates of Blackthorn University, the last place I should ever return. Aunt Frieda parked the car. As I stepped through the Blackthorn archway, a strange unease crept up my spine. This was Adrian’s world .His family owned half the buildings on this campus. If he saw me here…I didn’t know what he would do.

“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.

House Dominion with Jordan, Alexis, Brian, and Caroline; House Royal—Anabel, Theo, Eliza, and Oscar; House Phantom—Bianca, Felix, Leah, and Cyrus; House Titan—Ethan, Daniel, Ava, and Lucas; House Valiant—Oliver, Tessa, Jeremy, and Diana; and finally, House Elect, led by Adonis, Sophia, Julia, and Eddie. The House Masters stood at the front, watching closely but offering little in the way of comfort. Their presence alone was enough to remind everyone of the stakes. The silence that hung in the room was broken only by the occasional shuffle of paper or a whispered word between houses. Professor Whitmore’s voice rang out, crisp and clear. “Welcome, students, to the Inheritance Trial. You will e