Highest Bounty In The World Novels & Stories

Since there were two men inside, she chose to lower her head because they started to stare at her, especially since she had a large bandage on her cheek. "Have you seen the new bounty that mercenaries are fussing over?" one of the men asked. "Ah, you mean that new hunt that Hyperion is hosting? Of course, I know it. It seems like he is starting to come out from his dormant phase again, huh. So, are you up for it?" the other one asked in return. "Of course, I have some free time this week so I might as well look into Shantala Arceo. The prize is a whopping half a billion bucks so this won't be an easy one."

I opened it. BOUNTY ISSUED. TARGET: ABIGAIL [ALIAS: IVORY] STATUS: DEAD OR ALIVE VALUE: $1,000,000 My vision blurred. “What the fuck!” I whispered. “This woman is moving so fast.” A million dollars. That wasn’t just Georgina’s men. That was freelancers. Hunters. People who didn’t ask questions and didn’t hesitate. I didn’t finish packing. I dropped everything except the documents already in my hands and ran.

“You’re in a contract.” Noah threw his hands up. “Same thing!” For a moment, silence filled the room sharp and tense Then Ethan said quietly, “I’ll double it.” Noah blinked. “What?” “The payment,” Ethan said. “Make it a billion.” Noah stared. “You think money fixes everything?” “It fixes most things.” Noah laughed, short and bitter. “You’re unbelievable.” Ethan stepped closer, voice lower now. “I’m giving you an out. Take the deal, Noah. Walk away rich. Or walk away broke and let my father win.”

"I will hire the best lawyers to track down Brian and reclaim your company. I will make sure he regrets crossing paths with you and I will put you back on your throne, Elara. But in exchange, you will marry me for one year and six months. You will live in my home, attend every event on my arm, and convince the world and my family that we are the perfect couple." "You want to... buy my marriage?" I whispered, the word heavy on my lips. We were basically strangers! "I am offering you a lifeline," he corrected. "The loan sharks get their money, you get your legacy back, and I get my heirloom. It’s a transaction, Elara. Purely business. No feelings, no real intimacy. Just a signature on a differ

"Haha! That's the crown princess for you—you're shrewd as they claim!" The chief laughed and glared at Caleb in turn. "We want Caleb Crawford's head! The Jormonts and Larvics have already posted a joint bounty on him worth a billion spirit stones. So just let us have him, and we can let bygones be bygones… how about that?" A bounty worth a billion spirit stones?! Now that was generosity! Even Caleb was so shocked he thought about cutting off his own head to get the bounty… only to remember he only had one head!

The masked stranger stood and removed the silver mask. The entire market gasped. Cassian Vale. Everyone in Velmora knew that face. The sharp cheekbones, the cold gray eyes, the expression that had graced the covers of empire journals and financial spell ledgers since he inherited the Vale fortune at twenty-three. The youngest billionaire in the realm. Owner of the crystal railways. The sky ports. Half the magical banks in the empire. And currently staring at her like she had just become the most dangerous thing in his world. “Take her,” he said.

She turns and attempts to run away but is stopped by two men whom I assume to be Carlo's men. "Mr. Knight, she isn't the lot to be auctioned. The hall is." He says in a tone which disagrees with his own words. He's making losses. He might act tough, but definitely won't disagree to my offer at the end. "51 million." I seem to be the only one bidding now. Everyone sat, watching me bid for what I truly want. Well, I already knew who the winner will be before coming here. It's no guess. "Boss. We didn't budget for this. We've passed the maxi..." Seth whispers and I shut him up again with my index finger.

I closed my eyes, whispering a silent prayer to anyone who was listening. Then, a voice cut through the chaos, clear and unmistakably female. "Two million dollars." The room fell silent. All eyes turned to the source of the voice, a young woman sitting at a table near the back. Her expression was unreadable, but her eyes were fixed on me. The auctioneer hesitated for a moment, then spoke up. "Two million dollars, going once... going twice..." I held my breath, hardly daring to believe what was happening. The old man had dropped out of the bidding, but this woman was offering three times as much as anyone else. Who was she? And why was she willing to spend so much money on me?

For a moment, it was just us. Then Dorian came in, face grim. “We’ve got a bigger problem.” Leon stood. “What now?” “There’s chatter. Someone leaked a new bounty. Not just on Margarette—on all of us.” I stood up too fast. “A bounty?” “Open contract. No names. Just photos and a price.” “How much?” Leon asked. Dorian looked at me. “Dead, they get five million. Alive… ten.” The fire crackled. Leon swore.