The Inheritance Nora Roberts Novels & Stories

I am yours in love and heart, L Nora stared at me in silence while she watched me fold the note up and put it back into the box. “If his father is dead, then he is now the heir and a target.” I nodded. “I have no magic and, if I did, I have no idea how to get back to him.” After a brief hesitation, she said, “Maybe you’re not supposed to.” I gave her a puzzled look. “What do you mean?”

Nora nodded. She looked at the door. The frosted glass. The light behind it. She thought about what Rachel had said. Fenn had represented Robert eight years ago. Cross had been running money for eleven. The math put Robert inside Cross's world before Nora had any idea any of it existed. Before the gala, before the diagnosis, before any of it. She'd been a target before she had a reason to be one. She pushed the door open. The room was a conference space, small, one table, four chairs. A woman in her sixties occupied the far end. Silver hair, straight posture, hands folded on the table. No laptop. No papers. Nothing between her and the room except her own composure.

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

*She’s testing whether I can make decisions without surrendering them to someone else. ----- One more small section unlocked itself as I sat there. Not the main secret. Just a short note in Margaret’s hand. She wrote that I should never confuse inheritance with obligation. What she’d left me was never meant to become one more responsibility I carried on everyone else’s behalf. If I ever chose to walk away from all of it — the warehouse, the properties, the entire network — she would rather have that than watch me destroy myself trying to protect something I’d never actually wanted for myself.

Nora's hands balled into a fist "Mom it's not a burden! I don't even like Julius and I don't want to be married to him! He feels the same too, so why do you want to force us together?” Tessa Warner stopped her impatiently “Nora, your sister is going to inherit the Willard Group in the future, You're sisters, you should be helping each other, don't you think so?” “Sisters? Helping each other? It just looks like I'm sacrificing myself to fulfill my dear sister's dream!' Nora smiled

Her hands clenched. “He never married her,” she continued. “Not before I was born. Not after. Not ever. And when she died, he erased her like a failed experiment.” I remembered the note. The blood. The way Nina’s hand shook. Nora stepped closer. “I know my father killed her,” she said. The room went still. “I don’t have proof,” she admitted. “But I do have instinct. And instinct is the only inheritance he gave me.” Milo took a step forward. “You’re accusing—”

Not only were Stella's properties targeted, but those purchased by Chloe and Austin using company funds also fell under scrutiny. Nora took a bold step and filed a court case against her stepmother, Stella. The legal battle that ensued would determine the rightful ownership of the properties registered under the name of Nora's late father, Albert Gibson. With unwavering determination, Nora fought tirelessly in the courtroom, presenting evidence and advocating for her rightful claim. Her resolve stemmed from the deep connection she felt to her father and the knowledge that these properties held a significant part of his life's work. Nora understood that reclaiming them would not only serve as

When her extended family had accused her of doing something that caused their death just so she could inherit what they owned, it was Rose and her parents that stood by her and Rose’s father who was a lawyer was the reason she got everything that her parent left to her. She owned the family so much that she couldn’t repay and she hated the fact that she made Rose worried about her. “Nora, go to sleep,” She told herself but it was easier said than done. She knew she had to fall asleep for the new day to come early but sleep refused to find her. She gave up trying to force herself to sleep and just laid their eyes wide up for the next couple of hours, she didn’t know when she eventually fell a

The man had been asking her questions about her engagement all evening. "Is it true you're marrying Killian?" the man asked, sipping his drink. Nora nodded. "Yes, it's true." "Why?" the man asked directly. "I mean, everyone knows you two don't really get along." Nora looked around to make sure no one else was listening. Then she leaned closer to the man. "I want my inheritance back," she said quietly. "That's the only way the shareholders will back me. They want to see stability, and marriage provides that."

When Nora got the call from the Yates family, she already had a pretty good idea of what they wanted—but she still went. The Yateses weren’t as powerful as the Luthers, but they still lived in a sprawling, opulent estate in one of the city’s most expensive neighborhoods. Not that any of that wealth had anything to do with her. Nora had been switched at birth. She wasn’t brought back to the Yates family until she was eighteen. Before that, she survived by scavenging scrap to sell.