Another Man's Treasure North Branch Novels & Stories

Adrian swore under his breath, but Nan leaned in close, voice a whisper of death. “Last chance. Speak, or drown in your own blood.” The man gasped, face pale. At last he croaked out, “N..North… the Northern Pole… after the manor. The healer’s den lies there.” Nan pulled his claw free, crimson dripping down. His voice was ice. “Then you know what to do. Lead us.” The hostage stumbled upright, clutching his neck, fear outweighing defiance. They pushed forward, this time with a direction, though dread coiled in their stomachs. Dawn painted faint streaks across the sky, but the forest felt no less like a grave.

"The North is a place not a lot of people visit. It's very hard to get information about it. What I know is very little..." Another gold coin was placed on the table. Ron knew Old Jack was greedy but his information was reliable. He wouldn't have bothered about this but this was about his sister. He needed to know all he could about Netheridge. It wasn't anywhere on any map he had studied and he had those maps memorized. Unknown to poor Ron, a few people had already noticed the exchange. Particularly a man with silver hair wearing a black robe sitting two stools away and a group of dangerous looking men by the side.

It was an antenna 📶. "You got your signal booster, Mr Nicklaus, why don't you now tell me the classified information you got for me". Hayato said. "The dude said the treasure is at bill turners grave". Nicklaus said. Hayato smiled and nodded slowly. "I see". "I guess you haven't forgotten our deal". Nicklaus asked. "not at all, you classified firearms?, I've ordered them already, so my men will deliver them to you by the end of the day". Hayato said.

Prologue of Lost Treasure. This is a love story that will make you go emotional. This book is all about a guy by the name John Williams. He is the second born in a family of two boys. His big brother who is a medical doctor Lyod Williams. The both brothers lost their parents at a very tender age so Mr Lyod was a father, a mother and a big brother to his little brother John who is fondly called Johnny. His brother made sure to provide Johnny with everything he needed in life. This virtually made Johnny a spoiled brat.

Until he'd made Nash and every one of his men pay for what they'd done. He'd only taken a quick look at the map Rinaldi had drawn on the last clue. But he remembered that it indicated the treasure was hidden somewhere on one of the trails on the geyser's far side, away from the buildings and shops. That's where he and Cruz were heading when they heard the gun. It was just the two of them - they hadn't stopped to hunt down Jackson and Alexei after seeing that car speed away. He sprinted up the trail, Cruz right on his heels. If anything happens to her... If she's hurt because of my carelessness... He'd never forgive himself. He never should have left her alone.

I didn't even pause in my stride. I just changed directions, running toward the man positioned closest to where the treasure was thought to be. I slipped back into the shadows the closer I got. Knowing that if what I thought was right, I could definitely get caught by someone, the closer I was to this place. I slipped into the man's hiding spot right as he was going to slip out. His eyes widened in surprise. "Lord Fox? What are you doing, he--." I held a finger to my lips, telling him to be quiet as I slipped a rock from my pocket. Surprisingly, as it is. Fox likes to collect them to give to Raven. Something not even his brother knows about. They would go to a nearby lake.

Her blood went cold. By sunset long lines of captured Highbranch civilians moved northward beneath armed escort while smoke still rose behind them. The twins remained separated among the younger Enigmas, their crying slowly exhausting itself into frightened silence. AJ kept trying to move closer toward them during travel until soldiers finally beat him hard enough to force him face first into the mud. After that he stayed quiet. Days passed. Cold forests became rocky paths before rocky paths gave way to the Golden pass which gave way to northern roads. More Embermoon settlements appeared gradually after that, mining camps, military posts, storage stations, then larger settlements built benea

They had worked hard to infiltrate this event just to find the branch leader, but the latter was still hiding. It was a big disappointment, but then, they had a thought. “He should be on the second floor. If we can sneak in, we might find the branch leader.” Quill understood that and turned his gaze toward the second floor. He did not want to miss this rare opportunity. If Lyra had not provided a top-grade jadeite for the auction, they would not have had the opportunity to attend this event in the first place. They had to find the Westeros branch leader. They could not let Lyra down!

I have never once seen Kyle's house this untidy. I decide to clean the entire house and put everything back in place. As I'm arranging the cushions on the couch, I see a golden necklace. It's a very familiar necklace. "You are a thief!" I remember the owner accusing me of stealing it. Trent Aston. What's his necklace doing at Kyle's place? The hook on it has been broken and it can't be tied. This makes a cold chill run down my spine but then I remember that Trent is safe and he just called this morning.

But every single person here knew the necessity of keeping the true nature of the village a secret. Justin stopped at the Village Park that ran along the bank of the Clear Fork, and it was bustling with activity as people were preparing for the cookout this evening. The packhouse was a new construction log-style building on the upriver side of the common. It had a large pavilion attached to the side with an outdoor kitchen where a mix of delicious smells was coming from.