Metal Treasure Chest Novels & Stories

Trinkets cluttering up the treasury, traded for the pathetic sight of her groveling at his feet. Knock knock knock. Outside the carriage, Bruno stood before the rickety wooden door, and rapped three times, his jaw tight with dread. At his feet sat a heavy ironwood chest, its lid half open, the obsidian jewelry within glowing with potent magical energy, refracting the morning light into brilliant shards. Beside it sat two ornate food boxes, the cloying sweet scent of honey seeping through the cracks in the wood, straight into the small yard beyond the door.

"We'll be out of your hair after this next plate. I'll pay the full amount, so let the poor waiter have the second half meant for us. Ah! While I'm here, did you happen to find the items at the auction I needed?" "A few pieces of the polished obsidian from Vesuvius, a Muse's tear, aged olive root from a hundred years old tree, and an assortment of local medicines. They are all legitimate, so I hope you have the capital to complete our little deal." "Of course. Have them sent to Yao's home, I'll have Lu bring the money later this evening, thank you." "A pleasure as always Nina." He tipped his hat and adjusted his scarf. "Until next time" She took Yao's hand and smiled "well...we get to start

Like a storm that hadn't broken yet, gathering strength behind calm clouds. Secrets that were too dangerous. His eyes looked like they were the treasure chest that locked these secrets. A beautiful treasure chest carved with gold, tempting her to open it and see what was within them. One thing she knows is that this chest would be full of things that could cut her if she wasn't careful. And yet, she still wanted to open it even though it looked like whatever was inside it wouldn't be what she would enjoy seeing. But she wanted to see everything. Every shadow. Every wound.

The moment I unwrapped it, my hands froze. Inside the box lay the bullet casing pendan—the same one I had thrown into the pond. Its metal surface was dull with rust, but someone had carefully polished it. It caught the light with a faint glimmer. My heartbeat quickened. An unfamiliar emotion flooded my heart. The package also came with a letter. The familiar handwriting instantly brought to mind that sunlit afternoon ten years ago. I recalled the image of Jim hunched over my desk and doing his homework as light streamed through the windows.

Eli and Aite looked at each other, and their expressions darkened. "That's hardly possible, Mister Penn. We've done the math, and that chest of gold is really worth around two hundred million. The difference can't be that big." Aite nodded. "We want forty million, and not a penny less. Otherwise, we won't give up our share." Wilbur frowned at the two men with growing suspicion. After all, the chest was buried deep in the Vicente Primeval Forest, where no one had reached to this day. No one was supposed to know how much that treasure cost at all.

She asks me as we finish stocking the cooler with beer. “Not too much. Just that if they continue, he wants to run some test. He was more fascinated with my necklace.” I tell her as I reach down and hold it in my hands, thinking about what Jaxson had said about it being rare and worth a lot of money something I really needed at this moment. “Wow, it is fascinating. May I?” Tonya asked as she reached for it and I placed it in her hands. Tonya looked at it for a moment and then she closed her eyes for what felt like a minute before she opened them back up and said to me, “It’s a very old piece. Where did you get it?” She asks me as she lets it drop onto my chest.

At the Potter Mansion, Randy and Erica hauled a large chest downstairs. Erica put her hands on her hips, panting. "Melody Nichols sure knows how to hoard stuff. What even is this? It's so heavy." "We've seen it," Randy replied. "It's all jewelry. Oh, and 50 kilograms of gold bars." Erica rolled her eyes. "50 kilos? Thought it'd be some crazy amount." "That's still worth 20 million dollars, you know," Randy said, opening the chest.

The entire chest was filled with gold, jewelry, and a dazzling array of diamonds—all glittering so brightly they nearly hurt the eyes. “Mom, I didn’t know you had a secret hobby,” Stellar teased, wide-eyed. “Hiding all this treasure away like a dragon?” Autumn blinked, then instinctively swallowed and quickly denied it with exaggerated seriousness. “Of course not! Do I look like someone who’d be tempted by worldly things? It must’ve been your father’s doing—he probably stashed this away without telling anyone.” Stellar glanced at her mother’s glowing eyes, which hadn’t moved an inch from the gold, and her mouth twitched.

Let's see how much I have in my purse. With that thought in my head, I got up and padded to the closet. Rummaging through my frayed clothes, I took out a silver key. I then took out my duffel bag from the lowest shelf. Unzipping it, I removed a wooden box from it. This wasn't an ordinary wooden box; it was a treasure box that was gifted to me by Alpha Blake on my twelfth birthday. It was a magical box that could only be opened by a silver key. It neither can't be demolished nor can be stolen. The bronze lock on the box had the power to burn down a person who touches it other than me.

“I don’t understand how they can be so mean Dr Neill, I work so hard on campus. I’m captain of the netball club; I started the glamour girls club to give us girls more confidence.” Jenny rambles on about her activities as Dr Neill’s mind begins to wander. Today is a significant day for the doctor, today is the eighth anniversary of his son’s disappearance. “Dr Neill?” He is abruptly pulled from his daydream. “Yes of course Jenny” An alarm goes off on Dr Neil’s phone. “We will have to continue this matter on your next session Jenny.