How Much Do Brass Knuckles Cost Novels & Stories

He pulled out a heavy set of brass knuckles—the kind the rich kids kept for 'protection. ​"You want to play the hero, Vance?" Jax asked, sliding the cold metal over his fingers. "Let's see how you look with your jaw wired shut." ​He stepped toward me, the metal glinting. He was done talking. He was ready to finish this.

“Look Nelly, if you return the bracelet, I won’t pursue any damages for the car you smashed or the other antiques you broke. “Please, just give me my bracelet back.” Nelly looked at me, her smile wicked and triumphant. “Seeing you so scared is pretty entertaining.” Desperation consumed me as I growled, “Do you have any idea how much this bespoke bracelet is worth? Over a hundred million dollars!” Nelly scoffed at me. “Stop trying to fool me. You really think I’m stupid enough to believe a mere bracelet could be worth over a hundred million?” I clenched my fists. “This bracelet is custom made, one of a kind—priceless! You can’t afford to pay for it!”

"This isn't like those fakes you find on the street. If you really want it, $3,800, not a dollar less." Amelia pretended to ponder, then glanced back at Carl: "This bronze wine glass is a bit pricey. Should we buy it?" Carl's voice was slow and cold: "Market price is around $800 or $1,000, and he's asking for $4,000. We have money, but we're not crazy." "That's true," Amelia shrugged. "Boss, he says it's too expensive. I guess we won't buy it after all." "Take care," Angelo said, showing no sign of disappointment. In fact, he seemed eager for Amelia and her group to leave his little shop. Business with strangers was never easy, and unless someone had bought from him many times, he preferred

With his knowledge as a wealthy man, Ivan could tell at a glance that the statue wasn’t solid gold but made of polished brass, crafted to mimic the look of gold. Still, the statue’s hefty weight, which appeared to exceed 200 pounds, spoke to its quality. Factoring in the cost of the brass and the labor involved, the statue was easily worth at least 10 thousand dollars. As a gift from a classmate, a 10 thousand dollars offering for an opening celebration was undoubtedly generous. Nigel modestly waved his hand and clarified, "It’s not real gold. I can’t afford something like that. It’s just brass and costs about 10 grand."

Brass Knuckles said. "Drop it!"

Orion's POV Leon handed me a pair of brass knuckles without a word, his face expressionless as he placed the cold metal in my palm. I looked down at them for a moment—heavy and solid, the metal gleaming dully in the warehouse's dim lighting. Then I slipped them onto my right hand, flexing my fingers to get used to the weight. The brass knuckles fit perfectly, like they'd been made for this exact purpose. Like they'd been waiting for this moment.

So this two pieces of jade must be the most expensive item at the shop. Beatrice was holding back her rage as she took a look at the price tag. The first jade bracelet cost seven billion dollars while the ring cost eight hundred and fifty million dollars. ‘This is such an outrageous price!’ Beatrice screamed in her head when she was handed the price. However, there was no going back. She had to do what she said, at least with all these ladies watching. Rose glanced at Beatrice and caught sight of the cold sweats on her forehead. “Wow! what a pleasant scene! I can feel myself throwing a party already!’ Her lips curled up slightly into a smirk, watching how Beatrice was shaken.

"Something like this—a silver-enhanced crossbow with specialized bolts. Light enough for you to handle, powerful enough to take down much larger opponents." I stared at the image, hope flickering in my chest. "Where would I get something like that?" "There are specialty shops in the city that cater to non-alpha werewolves. Expensive, but effective." He pocketed his phone. "Of course, you'd need money for that kind of equipment." And there it was—the catch. "How much money?" "For a decent setup? At least five thousand." Five thousand. I might as well have asked for five million. "I don't have that kind of money."

Just three of them could cost up to 10,000 dollars. Back then, Neil had given her the skincare set as a reward for completing a project. Sabrina had initially thought that the products were just of slightly better quality, but she had still planned to sell them in Ciarrai County’s best shopping mall and use the proceeds to get some cheaper skincare products instead. However, once she found out that these basic skincare items had cost over 10,000 dollars, Sabrina immediately sold them off. Yet, she could see that there were definitely more than three products on the basin now.

My head rings, and my vision blurs from the strike. My ears ring as I fumble on the ground. What the hell? His hits are hard, too hard. I look at his gloves and notice the tape around his knuckles outlining more than knuckles. Faint gold shining through split tape I realize why he's hitting with such force. He has fucking brass knuckles on! "Hey!" I yell at the guy standing outside the ring, trying to inform him of the knuckles. I run to the other side of the ring, wiping and smearing blood from my eye from my face.