Xander Inheritance Games Novels & Stories

She brought the two boys home, and it had now been five long years since they had officially joined the King family. She had purely intended to love and nurture the children. She knew that Xander would legally accept them, but his main, selfish motive was simply to secure an heir of his own—someone who was exactly like him, someone who could take over his empire. He wanted Alexander to be his perfect, ruthless mirror image.

Just as she reached the gate of the courtyard, she heard Charlotte Hunter, one of the women married to a Sinclair, speaking loudly. "Xandy, your mom's pregnant. You're about to share your inheritance with a younger sibling. Are you happy?" Charlotte asked. Xander didn't respond. Charlotte laughed when she saw this. "You're not, right? I get it. With a new sibling, not only do you have to share the inheritance, but your mom's love for you will be divided too." Anathea frowned, not expecting this. Though she'd rarely interacted with Charlotte, the latter had deliberately come to stir trouble, trying to drive a wedge between Anathea and Xander.

If one of us went down, we all did. "How else? We have to keep going. I still love you. Xavier will divorce you. I'll fix it. We'll each get a share of the inheritance. Then—" Xander hurriedly tried to persuade me, but his killer brother Xavier and Uncle Len cornered us in the master suite. Waltzing in line they owned the place. I suppose they did now. At least in part. We were all getting an equal piece of the inheritance. Xavier, Xander’s identical twin, wore the same cruel smirk he had on all week as we worked to fool everyone. Knowing what I knew now, that he killed his mom 'accidentally' made me shiver at the mere sight of him.

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

“And Xander? What happens when this is done? When June’s company is officially under The family control?” He let out another quiet laugh, this one edged with a sinister undertone. “Xander? He’s a placeholder. A charming mask I put in place to win June’s trust. Do you honestly think I would hand over my life’s work to him?” He leaned back, steepling his fingers, his voice dropping lower, colder. “The board thinks he’s my heir. Xander himself thinks he’s next in line. But the truth? He was never going to inherit The family’s business Not now, not ever.”

"It's me." My tone was firm, but there was helplessness in it, too. The three of them were so angry that they nearly hit me. "We think it's you, too, but the point is the Coxes will kill you!" They paced around anxiously. "They clearly already drafted the billion-dollar inheritance agreement. They're just waiting for the heiress to sign it. So why would they kill you the moment you're confirmed as the heiress?" Rebecca clutched her head.

She imagined they would be forever grateful, and her position as the heir of the Goode family would be secured. She suddenly realized Zach might have been lying all along, which meant the guy she had abused was the real heir of the Chase family after all.

I say, and he nods. “He was an asshole, and he hurt mom badly. But luckily, dad found her, and he loves her so much, and also us. He will do anything to make us all happy. He doesn’t care if we are not his biological kids. And he never made any difference between me or our brother Xander. Xan is the royal heir, even though he is younger because he has the royal bloodline. But I am fine with that. Xan will be a better king anyway.” Zach tells me.

There is another tattoo on his shoulder, but I can't make out what it is from this far away, His tank top and bag were on the floor. Even from this distance, I see his piercing green eyes flashing at me. My throat runs dry, despite myself. He looks like a Greek god. He smirked at me when he saw me staring at him and turned away to do some pull-ups. Xander Black POV: I usually come to the gym now and then to burn off some anger, but sometimes now and then Ms. bitch ass would be here. I was doing some deadlifts while hearing a playlist but currently playing was "16 Shots" by Stefflon Don it was my favorite song in the playlist called "Tequila Sunrise" it's my all-time go. But when I turned my

Xander once told me he was the heir of the Montenegro Empire. Who is he marrying? “Oh, that’s Loraine Herrera. Gosh, I don’t like that girl. They say she’s pretentious and mean.” My eyes widened at what I heard. Loraine Herrera?! What the hell?! ****