How Much Do Brass Knuckles Cost Novels & Stories

I was still giving him a questioning look, which seemed to be making him nervous. "What's the cost?" I asked. He looked down and cleared his throat. "Um, $4875. I promise it's nothing. it's only expensive because it's a 14k white gold bracelet." My eyes became wide when he said that. "I don't want it," I replied, making him look at me in shock. "What? why not? do you know how many girls would kill to have something like this?" as if I cared.

Lexis turns to him with smrik on his face. "C'est un honneur d'avoir pu rencontrer le sous-patron.(A pleasure to meet you too, Jacques.)" Lexis says before adding on. "Vous dites que le prix des armes de poing est de 50 millions. Et le mousquet alors?(You say the price for the handguns is 50 million. Then what about the muskets and others?)" He asks Jacques.

He picked up his phone and made a call. Once it got connected he inquired. "Is the arrangement done?” Bruce asked over the line. "Yes, Sir, it's almost done but it's just one more thing.” The voice was uneasy now. "What is it?” "I could not get the exact ring you told me to buy because it was sold out already. The one that's available here is very expensive. It's worth eight million dollars so… I don't know. It's too expensive for a single ring and I feel we are being scammed by the sellers because how can a ring that small be worth so much?” He complained.

As he did this, his companions pulled out various weapons, namely daggers and brass knuckles from their own customized sheaths. "No, Gio.. We're not here to talk.. Provide our money.. Or die.." "I don't have your money.." Gio reiterated. ".. Very well, 'Die' it is.."

“The cost of a Tiaz Ice Staff is no less than one hundred thousand Vida. Who’s paying for that? And if you fail, what then?” A hundred thousand was indeed no small sum for her. Aside from the elite circle on Eden Street, most master goldsmiths, after passing their certification and opening their own shops, no longer crafted high-tier weapons. After all, there were only so many people who could afford—and properly wield—such top-grade equipment.

" He took out the set to show me. “The necklace comes in a layer of diamonds, with a dangling diamond pendant." He paused, then pointed at the bracelet. "I'll take it." I told him before he could say anything else. “Ok?" He said, looking unsure. "Can you also gift wrap it?" When we went to the check-out counter, he stared at me before ringing up the jewellery. "That would be forty-five thousand, four hundred and eighty-seven dollars." "Ok." "Would you like a payment plan?"

I finished the coffee Bruce left in his cup and hurried to catch up with them. I was surprised at the wide variety of crossbows that existed. Their prices ranged from twenty dollars to one-thousand dollars or more. Since Bruce was the sportsman in the group, we stepped back and allowed him to select which bow he felt would be most suited for the purpose. He selected the Horton Legacy 225.

he exclaimed. His admiration caught me off guard. I hadn't expected such enthusiasm for my design. "Can you make it?" I asked simply, avoiding his question. The blacksmith nodded vigorously. "Yes! Of course, but give me three days." Relief flooded through me. With this weapon, I would never again be as defenseless as I'd been when William attacked me. "How much will it cost?" I asked, already mentally calculating how much of my newly acquired money I could spare. "Two hundred dollars," he replied.

He wasn’t winded though, because he followed up with a barrage of jabs that quickly let me know that he’d gone through training of some kind. But this wasn’t even the worst part of it all. The bastard had on a pair of identical brass knuckles, which told me that he wasn’t taking any chances with me—one blow from those and I’d break something. “You’re not going to go easy on me?” I asked breathlessly, dodging his attacks while trying to keep both of the other men in my line of vision lest I make the mistake of letting them flank me. “I’m only a girl.” I was only half-joking, and the man smirked, his eyes glinting with a sick mischief that told me he was enjoying it.

That way no one would come back in years to come. He rendered himself unrestrained and grabbed the first man who had attacked him by the collar, throwing him in the direction of the other two men who were heading towards him. The man flew into the air and fell on both of them. Throwing them all into the floor. Nikolai didn’t wait for them to recover and stand to their feet. He twisted the rings on his fingers, turning them into brass knuckles. He punched the first man who came close to him, smashing his nose, damaging his face to the point that it was unrecognizable, and holding his head on both sides before twisting his neck. The man grew limp almost instantly and he quickly drops it and tu