Auction Novels & Stories

Once all that had been taken care of, I knew it was time for the main event. “ The first item that will be sold out tonight is the titanium steel. Bidding can start on the website.” this was a name for a particular item once on the website the real name would be displayed. My lips curled upwards seeing how heavily invested they were as they bid on their phones. I glanced at my cell phone and sure enough someone had gotten it. ‘ moving on to the next item is the P-3674, may the highest bidder win.” I mumbled as I adjusted my tie.

James drummed his fingers on the table, considering. "That's... quite an offer," Aaron said carefully. "It's more than fair," I replied. "And it's contingent on immediate acceptance. If we continue bidding, the offer drops back to one-sixty." Aaron looked between the remaining bidders. "Anyone else?" Victoria opened her mouth, then closed it. Thomas shook his head definitively. They were tapped out. James smiled slowly. "You win this round, Alexander Carter." "Then we have a deal?" Aaron asked, looking at me.

the auctioneer said, “is an asset with confirmed operational success in extraction, infiltration, and destabilization. Proven adaptability under extreme pressure. No confirmed employer. No official record. A ghost.” A pause. “Bidding will open at four million euros.” Ayla’s spine went rigid. She didn’t need to ask. She knew. They were selling her. The first bid came instantly—a curt nod from the two-fingered man. Then a languid raise of the paddle from the woman in silk. Another followed, this one from an unseen corner—paddle number nineteen—its holder hidden by the angle of the room. The numbers climbed. Five million. Six. Seven.

Ariane’s POV "What if we create a special bouquet to remember those beautiful moments?" Rani suggested, lifting a bunch of white lilies symbolizing purity and hope. I smiled, feeling a new spirit within me. "That’s a great idea, Rani. Let’s create something beautiful." We began to arrange the flowers with love, creating a bouquet that was not only visually stunning but also rich in meaning. Each flower we chose represented a memory we wanted to preserve, and when we finished, the bouquet looked like a colorful rainbow, a symbol of hope amidst sadness.

Joan sneered. “Heh. Don’t take us all for idiots. Good luck to you.” “Mr. Lee has put in his bid. Aren’t you going to seal the deal?” Paying Kaze no heed, Aiden looked at the auctioneer. The auctioneer got the hint and shouted excitedly, “50 billion dollars, going once. “50 billion dollars, going twice. “50 billion dollars, going thrice. “Sold to Mr. Lee at 50 billion dollars.”

He fishes out a handkerchief from the pocket of his too small suit jacket to dry himself. “I could take your bodies. Your wife’s and yours. Organs sell for quite a lot these days. You are pretty healthy, right?” The whimper that escapes both their mouths and the fear in their face brings a smile to my lips. “Or perhaps you would be willing to give me your daughter?” “Please, no. Not Marissa. She is still young and she’s innocent. She shouldn’t have to die.” “Who said anything about her dying? A beauty like her is more valuable alive.” Now they’re shaking in their chairs and my smile grows even larger. “So what do you say, Mr. Mason? Do we have a deal?”

"my thoughts exactly, what you got in mind?" "Our hidden firework stash in the barn" "Yes," Acre says with a big grin, I can feel the excitement radiating off him, his wolf Forest is jumping around with excitement and Abyss my wolf he's just as excited, he's tipping at me. All of a sudden I feel Acres excitement deflate and Forest is on alert, Acre has frozen staring at the t.v. screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

the host said, with her hammer ready to declare the sale. Essi got bothered because Wyath and Katrina are looking at each other and it seems like they are still willing to pay. “780 please,” Essi said while raising her hand. “800,” Wyath took it back. “800, welcome back Wyath,” the auctioneer said while still keeper her arms in the air, which means the bid is still open. “Any more that you can give me Wyath?” “830,” Essi retorted. Wyath shook his head while smiling because Essi indeed has won it. By this gesture, the auctioneer placed her hammer.

he added and I snarled at him as I quickly realized what he meant. "You will NOT sell my family." I growled. He rose his eyebrows at me and scoffed. "You don't get a choice in this, love. You WILL be my mate and Luna. I Will sell your family back to the Coven and they WILL torture, use and kill them. That's what WILL happen, dear Lilly. The sooner you get used to it, the better." he snapped. I shook my head and smirked. "Nope. I'm already marked, remember? I'm Griffin's mate and his alone." I snarled.