Bartered Novels & Stories

"My land will not sustain us the way we need much longer. I want to trade food crops for armory stock. A barter arrangement, formally agreed and consistently maintained." I considered it. It was not a bad proposal on its face. The armory advantage alone was worth examining. We had warriors who needed better equipment and our current suppliers were inconsistent. "I will agree to this arrangement," I said, "on one condition." He waited. "You provide me warriors. One hundred of your finest. Male or female, I do not mind. My pack needs recruitment following recent losses and I want quality, not numbers. Your warriors have a strong reputation." I held his gaze. "Food crops for armory stock and on

Darius will join me tomorrow and I will bring him into the loop. My phone rings and it’s Darius calling. “Hello Darius.” “Jasper, I just had an interesting conversation with another Alpha you suggested to me. He was thinking of a barter system of sorts.” “Barter system?” “Yes. He said he would willingly give up some of his pack females in exchange for his own harem of women. He said he could tell the family it’s an exchange program for higher education.” He snickered. “Interesting. He wants to exchange women out of his pack to have other women brought in for his pleasure. It seems risky. We need to think through it carefully, Darius. Let’s discuss it in more detail tomorrow.” I said.

Niel asked. "Both.." " " At a pub in the suburbs of the city, five young men were wasting all of their money for something in exchange, more money and resources. "I'm betting two hundred dollars for that watch. Wait...no no no that's too low, two hundred and fifty will do". One of them said, Just as the bartender was about to take it, he interrupted again making them all frustrated "Wait! Two hundred and fifty is too much. Let me take my fifty back."

I said. “ I haven’t talked about what I want in exchange “ Barbara said. Ofcourse I know she wants something in exchange which I will never give her because once I become the Mafia Queen, I will kill Barbara “ I thought. “ I want just money in exchange, $ 5,000,000 and I will go away” I said. “ Do we have a deal? She ask. “ Ofcourse we have a deal” I replied.. She didn’t say a word again she just strode out of my room.

It meant I could direct the violence in a way that kept Aurelia a step away from fire. People make bargains when they are afraid. The bargains we made were not polite. They smelled of grease and old grief. I bartered with my patience. I bartered with the favors that belong to the sort of resume you never put on a job application. When you have killed someone, people understand you differently. Doors that were closed before open with the creak of new possibilities. They open because they remember you as a man who can do the thing they fear. That currency circulated faster than any money in the city.

They usually discussed martial arts or amusing stories from their respective guilds. “Aren’t we supposed to be out shopping? Let’s go,” Violet said. She clearly didn’t want to delve into family matters. The group set off happily. They first exchanged some gold for silver and copper coins at the money exchange. Then they went to the most bustling street, exploring various shops. They bought anything suitable without hesitation. Barrett also received a hundred gold coins. As the general who led the reinforcements to the Southern Frontier, he deserved the reward for his hardships, even if he didn’t directly contribute to the achievements.

He was just a kid so it was hard to know how accurate his understanding of things was, but it would still be better than mine. The village was built from scratch every evening and taken down next morning. Everyone went off to do their own thing and only came together for safety’s sake. The jabberwocky didn’t like to come too close to the water. Now that there was a Worm King this might change, but Attica didn’t know too much about it. The trading and bartering system was interesting, and very complicated. You had to remember what you owed and to who, and what they owed you. No one wrote it down. There was also an agreed evaluation of how things measured up. So a duck egg was worth two carrot

"Do you think, you could afford me for a month?" "Li Jun, right?" Barbara asked he looked at her and nodded. "Name your price and see if I can't afford it." Dante presses his lips together, he is aware that, money might not be the issue, Barbara could get it within a blink but then making her beg might make him smile since the fellow is arrogant. "Terms and conditions." "What's that?" "You said I should name my price?" "Yes but..." "My terms and conditions, are my price." "As in, you want to give me orders?"

I turned and I saw him getting off his bike, and taking off his helmet, his hair was messy, and he ran his fingers through it styling it back. My eyes waiting for him to continue. "Here it is." He said pointing at the drive in his hand. Without caring I stepped forward to take it from him but before I could. He fisted his hands and I looked up at him my forehead wrinkled. His eyes sparkled with mischief, "Barter system," I thought that for once he'll not bring this give-and-take relationship but some things never change. I rolled my eyes in frustration. I shrugged and pretended stoicism but trust me my insides were burning to claw him and rip his tongue so that he can never use his mouth aga

"What if we ask Weasel and the others to help trade for more paintings, manuscripts, or gold?" Nicole looked energized. "No rush. I already figured out a better way to trade for them." Unless she had no other choice, she refused to use irreplaceable supplies for barter. The next day, the two little ones still stayed at Gabrielle's place. Nicole and Zeph arrived at the agreed location right on time to complete the trade. The man came with his wife and exchanged seven manuscripts for 100 pounds of potatoes. The final trip included several paintings and the silver quill set, all pieces he had spent decades collecting.