Most Valuable Troll Dolls Novels & Stories

Her final, twisted "thank you." *** Later, I heard Sienna left Rivera once her probation was up. She never touched the frozen trust fund. Chose to live her own way instead. Rumors said she'd been seen out in the sticks, teaching kids art and music. A volunteer. A ghost of the girl she used to be. I thought of her smile—and without meaning to, pulled out my phone. On a dark web forum, I started a new post. [Coma doll. Young. Stunning. $500/hr.]

Getting back in her car, she smiled at the doll. "You're much too special to just be tossed," she said. She had been obsessed with the house since she was little, and she wasn't yet ready to part with such an unexpected treasure, no matter how creepy it was. The doll had a porcelain face with a cloth body, and it wore a pale red dress. It stared out the car window as they drove, and Beth contemplated how ethical it would be to keep or sell it. Technically, Mike had given it to her for disposal, but now she worried what sort of implications it may have if it turned out the doll was somehow worth a lot of money.

se curtly replied. "Can I?" Claire looked up at him with a twinkle. Mikael nodded reluctantly, "provided you share half your lunch with me." "Of course!" Claire jumped happily. Mikael rolled his eyes. That orphanage girl is indeed very embarrassing! "So how? Do you like this teddy bear?” He asked while holding up the doll—which was taller than Claire's height, and then he looked closely at the price. The price of the doll is $225. Hell, is his savings enough to buy this doll?

"What a travesty! What a travesty!" He pointed shakily at the fragments. "T-This Victorian-era porcelain musician figurine is the only known complete depiction worldwide of a 19th-century parlor ensemble. It's a Class-One national treasure. Its market value? No, it has no market value. It's a priceless national icon!"

while looking at the price tag on the back of the doll I was holding. "What? $200?" I was shocked. The goods here are very expensive. But naturally, because this is in America. Unlike in Jakarta. While I was hugging a giant stuffed duck, someone poked my back. I turned around, trying to see who was poking me. Bryan. "Finally you came back too. You know, the dolls here are very expensive." I said while pointing at all the dolls. He laughed at this. "This." Bryan said while holding out a giant unicorn doll that almost matched my height. This is very cool.

VALERIE EQUINE The youngest soul among the dolls who bear the ruler of Love. Came from the alternate reality world of the dimension of Aquarius, she is the innocent girl by spirit and appearance fused by the instinct of a dolphin. With her innocent face, beautiful eyes, and known fragile heart, she can manipulate everyone, thus they consider her as a double-edge sword among the puppeteer’s dolls.

"You're right, that's just a regular wild truffle! In fact I have a few of them just like it at home!" "That thing is worth 50 million dollars? This is practically daylight robbery… or does Tiger Pavilion take us all for fools?"

Mrs Campden asked, looking at the trunk full of toys, clothes ordered from Mrs Campden's new unreleased collections as well as limited editions which cost a fortune though were for kids, heels and sneakers, and a lot more toys. “A whole lot is still missing. If you were meeting your grandchildren for the first time whom you know hate you, wouldn't you do more?” Mrs Anderson retorted, watching as the driver carefully carried the last gift, which is a huge, colorful, pink barbie doll house customized specially for Eleanour.

I knew because Christopher had been showing them to me, and I had found the prices ridiculous for toys. For instance, the Lamborghini Aventador Model Car was fucking worth $4.6 million, and it didn't transport anyone to any freaking place! It was made with diamonds and platinum rims, and was even way more expensive than the actual Lamborghini! The Shimansky soccer ball that followed it was within the range of two point five million dollars, studded with diamonds and hell, a Cube Rubik's cube adorned with hundreds of carats of rubies, emeralds and amethysts.

Before long, the painting was sold—for a staggering two million dollars. The second item was brought out: a plush toy cat, crafted with uncanny lifelike detail. "Isn't this plush cat adorable?" the host said, smiling. "Don't underestimate it. It was crafted by none other than international design master Laura herself. And take note—the eyes are inlaid with moonstone, making it a valuable collector's piece." Whispers spread through the crowd: "So, it's handmade by Laura? That's rare." "Worth a fortune—I wonder who'll win it."