Large Blizzard Price Novels & Stories

Even the water had a price. Then Blair suddenly gasped. “Oh. My. God.” She pointed dramatically at the centerfold of the menu, like she’d found buried treasure. “You guys. We must get this.” I leaned over and froze. Lobster thermidor. Three hundred dollars. “Blair.” I kept my voice low. “That’s way over our budget.” “Ohh. Okay, let’s- Before she could respond, Noah slammed his little hand on the table. “I want lobster! Mom, you said I could pick today!”

"Let me take a look at how Snowdrop is doing on the black market?" Millie said. How much had the prices inflated? Marvin hummed and followed her into the information room. The gigantic screen in the room flickered, displaying the discussions of Snowdrop on the black market. There were more than two million threads about Snowdrop with more than two billion reads. This wasn't the main issue. The problem was that the price was also snowballing! The price list in the upper right corner displayed the price of a Snowdrop to be ten billion dollars!

Hugo wasn't someone in the medical field, but he needed to get Bluesand to give it to Xander. His grandfather had ordered him to do so. After all, Xander was one of Dragonia's top ten healers. It went without saying why they needed to be on good terms with him. The starting price for Bluesand was 500,000 dollars, but it had now shot up to two million dollars. It had scared off a number of people, but that didn't mean everyone backed down.

"Ten thousand!" "Very good, number nine bags of dew, customers, the price is ten thousand!" Wellness Dispensary originally thought of this, but Like Thunder Shoes would be a little bit of a concern, just looking at this situation, the price increase was so crazy that it was no less than two rare items before. "Eleven thousand!" Bartholomew looked at the location of the room with an ugly face, although he didn't see anyone, but he had a knockout, the one who had previously held a blue invitation card to Tadhg Walter.

“Clean that thing well, and I'll try again.” The sales attendant nodded and did what was asked. Clara swiped the second time, but it still read the same way. Declined. By this time, Clara’s face had paled. “H…How much is it?” The sales attendant kept a straight face, even though she was erupting with laughter inside. “It's ten million dollars, ma'am. It's a premium design from Da’Le Crux. It's the only one of its kind.” Clara's face grew paler. “I asked for the price, not some type of history.”

Her casual outfit only made it worse, making everything look like a secret relationship. "This is insane—" she started to say, but her phone buzzed with messages. Friends from college, business contacts, even family members she hadn't talked to in years were all congratulating her on a relationship that wasn't real. Freya was lost of words, still trying to process the whole situation within. "There's more," Lena said, scrolling down. "The stock market's blowing up." Everyone thinks this is some kind of corporate merger strategy.” Hart Enterprises' stock had jumped 15% before the market even opened. Business news channels were already talking about a possible merger between the companies.

The faces of some descendants of the large families from Wolsing, Mordu, and some other places morphed into awful expressions. It was fine if they were insulted, but the same couldn’t be said for their lineages. “328 million!” Someone sneered and held up the placard. “343 million!” Soon, prices soared once more. When the price increased to 390 million, George announced coldly, “468 million!” The price had been raised by 78 million! The entire room shook. Almost everyone stared at George. This nobleman from the Empire of the Sun that Never Sets was a ruthless man!

"That'll be seventy-five thousand dollars." The price tag was astronomical, but the shopkeeper's grin was all the answer Alexander needed. He was being taken for a ride before even starting the engine. Alexander stood silent as the shopkeeper rambled on. "Look, the price might seem steep, but shipping alone costs a pretty penny out here! I'll have you know that my stuff's the cheapest you'll find in these parts." Alexander turned out the shopkeeper's weak excuses and climbed onto the snowmobile, checking the fuel tank with a detached air. "Transfer the money," he said flatly.

I could only look away with a crying heart. Finally, the priest introduced the item we are waiting for. "If you want to take a bath and get rid of your bloody face and body, you have to buy this. 200 L of water. Starting price fifty tokens!" Oh, god, fifty! That's so expensive! The fatty senator raised his number. "One hundred!" One hundred! Don't rise it too much! Another raised his placard. "One thirty." "One fifty!" "Two hundred!" OmO I shook Lucas' shoulder. "Lucas...the price is increasing, what should we do?"