Free Trader Beowulf Novels & Stories

I muttered before shifting back to the dummies, not wanting to pursue the conversation any longer. “Okay, that sounded better in my head, redo?” I stalled and slowly turned towards him. His figure towered over me easily, but he didn’t seem like much of a threat. With a bright smile on his face and peachy cheeks he looked like he couldn't hurt a fly. I could be wrong. “I’m Elijah Trebos. It’s nice to finally put a face to the legend I’ve been hearing so much about.” He shot me an amiable smile, and I just looked towards him with a bare expression.

Give Silas a chance, and he would be off on a ramble about politicians and conspiracy theories. "Focus, Silas. Focus," I warned. "Oh, yeah, right. Um about the nature of the weapons themselves, I had someone successfully infiltrate the security detail of one of these assholes buying up weapons. He helped in loading up the weapons. That means he had the privilege of closely inspecting them. From the description he gave, I seriously doubt that they were specifically fashioned against non-humans. Maybe the Woods are just dealing in arms and that's it." I mulled over Silas' words. It was possible that he was right and the weapons were designed against werewolves, but then he could just as easily

“Of course not, but the gift I gave is more special, and it can’t be measured with money.” He cast a glance at Pisces. Pisces took the hint before he smiled faintly and said, “This gift is a gaming account. It’s a top-grade account in Holy Beast World that has all skins, pets, mounts, and reputation!” What? Dragon Claw looked dumbfounded. How could a gaming account compare to the $200,000,000 that he had given in cash? Of course not! Thomas said, “Holy Beast World is currently the most popular game. It has more than ten million players all over the world. If this account is sold online now, it can be sold at $3,000,000.”