Mall Scavenger Hunt Novels & Stories

Why? “You’re the one who brought him here, right? So, where will he sleep tonight?” “Mmm, maybe in my tent. Let’s go, the activity is about to start.” What if he does sleep in my tent? What will happen? What will I do? “Good afternoon, let’s start with our 4th activity. This time, do this together with other departments. This activity will be called a scavenger hunt. I know you already have an idea of this game. But I’ll read the instructions so everyone understands,” Mica announced, and everyone listened.

Ramona looped her arm through Alexander's, chatting and laughing too hard as they walked ahead of us. Gianni leaned in slightly, whispering with a grin, "So, what do you think? We're going to crush them, yes?" I smiled at him, despite myself. "Let's just say I'm competitive when I want to be." Sloane and Luca were already giggling about something ahead, their footsteps light as they walked toward the fountain where a staff member in white gloves handed them the first envelope. "Welcome to the Villa Scavenger Hunt," Sloane read. "Each team must decipher a series of clues hidden around the estate. First team to collect all five roses wins an exclusive dinner aboard La Perla Nera."

“Let’s go find Eason, and then the kitchen. I need a snack before we go on the scavenger hunt.” Nyla’s stomach growled. She hadn’t had breakfast. “Scavenger hunt?” she asked as they exited the room. “Yeah, there are activities the camp has set up for us. The first one is this epic scavenger hunt. It changes every year, and the winners get extra credit,” Eason answered from just outside the door. He’d been waiting for them in the hall. His eyes shone with a fervor that only the pursuit of perfect grades could give him.

Elsewhere, dirt stained Maria's hands after she dug up her third egg hidden under the ground's soil. Standing back on her feet, Maria dusted herself off and opened up her sling bag. Inside, Maria had both a pink, ruby, and now a sapphire egg, meaning that she only had to find and capture two more eggs before she could complete today's scavenger hunt activity. "Alright, guys, let's keep moving and hopefully find some more eggs!" Maria called out to Mai and Julian. When a minute had passed and she did not hear their voices, she looked back.

Expect to see her in the kitchen, quietly preparing hangover soup like she always did. But when I tear through the entire Pack house, all I find is death-quiet stillness and cold, empty air. Our master bedroom sits vacant. Her clothes are gone from the closet. Not a trace of her scent remains. I race downstairs like a lunatic, grab my parents sitting in the living room, both of them sighing into the silence. "Dad, Mom,where's Rhea?!" "Did she go shopping? Where is she?" I'm desperate. Heart hammering so hard it might burst through my ribs.

The same dark staff rested in his hand, its silver wolf’s head catching the moonlight. Officials stood throughout the field, each wearing white armbands so they could witness captures and enforce the Hunt’s laws. Aldric lifted his staff. “Participants.” The field became silent. “The final bell has sounded. Once the release horn is blown, you will receive a two-minute head start.” The words stirred the women. Some bent forward slightly, preparing to run. Others reached for the small packs strapped to their backs. Maeve remained still. “The sanctuary lies east,” Aldric continued. “You may follow the marked paths, but you are not required to remain on them. If you reach sanctuary before sunrise

She gasped and stumbled, bracing herself against the wall. The door creaked open. “Still here?” Serenya’s eyes snapped open. A young guard stood in the doorway, one of the fortress watchers. His expression was uneasy, his knuckles white around his spear. “What is it?” Serenya asked. “Scouts just returned,” he said quickly. “They found fresh tracks circling the marsh trail. Too many to count.” Serenya’s breath hitched. “Too many?” “Not beasts. Wolves. Dozens.” His voice cracked. “They said the scent wasn’t ours.”

“Whose?” “Don’t know yet. Old, treated, masked. Mara needs to test.” Mara held out a hand. Ben placed a sealed evidence pouch in it. Inside were shards of dark glass streaked with something reddish brown. I stared. “Scent jars?” Ben looked at me. “Hunters use them when they know they have an important scent. Cloth, hair, blood or sweat. Seal it, carry it and break it where they want us to go.” My stomach twisted. “Like bait.”

“Whoever this Hunter or Doc person is, is very good. But I’m better, I do not have an exact location because there isn’t one. He must have kept the exact location off any database which leads me to believe it is a place that has no address or exact location. Meaning it was some kind of ancient place that was recently discovered and never reported, or the people who discovered it somehow died before they could report the exact coordinates. Anyway, I would guess that if a bad man wanted to relocate, he would need equipment and high-tech security. In my mommy's line of work you have to know the top security firms in the world. All we have to do is break in and look for any recent big purchases

I have seen the ‘be on the lookout’ posters of the little rogue and I am more than ready to get my hands on that lush little body of hers, and deflower and degrade it in every way possible. This little snack is up for grabs and none of these idiots have been able to find her. With how she has been going undetected and us having lost some members all of a sudden, the little snack must have someone helping her, so she won’t be alone. It’s time to organize a wide search to bring my snack home. I will join in to bring this little s*x slave where she belongs. Soon you will be here little one, soon.