One Man's Trash Is Another Man's Treasure Novels & Stories

I had shredded my own half and taken it with me when I left. She then opened the second package. Inside was a rusty ring, the very one Luca had given me years ago. The packages that followed were filled with all the junk I had abandoned in South City, from seashells we had picked up on the beach to cheap purses and watches, and fake diamonds. “Miss, who could have sent all this junk?” the servant muttered. Even our servants looked down on that garbage I had thrown away, yet Luca had the nerve to send it to my house. The sheer sight of those objects made me so sick I lost my appetite entirely.

"10 of Month of Passion (June). Dang its been almost for two weeks before I finally touch some grasses! I really missed the land so mush! I didn't think I would get dizzy and have a lot of motion sickness. Anyway diary, I have finally buried one of my treasures! It would be very helpful for those aspiring mages! Then when someone sees my treasures they will surely spread my name! I'm going to be famous HAHAHAHAHH dang… I sound like those weird teenagers who are too obsessed with fame. But this isn't just for fame, it's also one of the ideas that will definitely help me distinguish which of the people will find and use it from the world I come from. I have buried this treasure beside one of t

'To: A stór' The card was plain white, folded in half once, and the words inside were just as confusing. 'Treasure belongs together.' Ted made a huffing sound through his nose, "Lots of treasure is buried in the ground or at the bottom of the ocean floor. Are you still sure this is a present and not a bomb?" While Ted was having his fit, all I could hear was the smooth rolling of words coming from a certain grey-eyed man candy, and it was making the impatience in me build as my fingers twitched to unveil it as quickly as possible. I tugged at the ribbon trailing from the bow, the silky nature of it slipping through my hands as the box quickly became undone and I stepped back to allow the sid

“Do you need anything miss Monalisa? The Janitor asked. “Uh yes. You already cleared the trash can in my office right? “Yes. Any problem? “Uhmm…I mistakenly discarded a box of chocolate thinking it’s empty. Actually, I need to take it to someone who it belongs to. Can you help me look for it? “Sure. We can look for it. It should be in the dumpster” “Let’s go find it” The janitor and I left for the dumpster. My gaze fell on a gift bag lying close to the dumpster. I picked it up and took out the content. My face it up with a smile. “I found it” The janitor turned to me. “You did? “Yes. Thank you so much and I apologize for bugging you. I will run along now” “Yes miss Monalisa”

As Ethan, the human creature from another world, boasted about his vast treasure, his voice filled with excitement and mystery. "I have so much treasure, you won't believe it! Gold, diamonds, and other valuable items beyond your wildest dreams. And the best part is, I have nothing to lose! It's all safely stored in my bags," Ethan proudly declared to, Jessica, Lionel, and Henry, Jessica's eyes widened with curiosity, her mind envisioning the possibilities that this treasure could bring. "Wow, Ethan! That sounds incredible. Are you sure we can make use of it?" she asked, a hint of anticipation in her voice,

“What? You paid someone to go through my trash?” He picks up his spoon. “Why are you so surprised? Teams of people working for the Eastern European Mafia regularly go through the rubbish of Londoners. That is also why you shouldn’t tear your bank statements into four pieces and leave them out for the trash man to take away.” I gasp with shock. He knew how much money I had in my account! My eyes narrow. “Your security man didn’t find out about my favorite soup by snooping about in my black bin bags, did he?”

I want to forget this all happened. Scrunching the note up, I toss it into the trash. Curiously though, I open the small box. Inside, is a pair of glittering earrings. Are these real diamonds? I can’t throw these out, so I slip them into my work bag. Maybe Sam will know how to get rid of these. As the work day slipped by, I couldn’t help my wandering mind. Who is this hooded man? Clearly he is a generous, wealthy man from another town.

Crushed by regret, she left her cushy life behind and retreated to a secluded retreat to reflect and atone for her mistakes. Henry, though? He somehow tracked down the sapphire necklace Betty had trashed. He had it melted and remade, planning to give it to me. Too bad for him, Ray made sure he stayed far, far away. In the end, Henry kept it for himself, like some twisted keepsake of everything he lost. *** A few years later, Ray and I had our first baby. I'll never forget the way he'd press his ear to my belly, trying to catch the baby's movements. The sunlight spilling through the window felt just as warm as the love in that moment. Life was good, and my heart was finally full.

I didn't expect the lengths he was willing to go just to stay by her side. For three days, I was confined to my bed. Papa had ordered his men to gather my Mamma's property deeds and keys, and he had the living room filled with her jewelry. Leonora's eyes were red-rimmed and tinged with resentment. "I really envy Viviana. She has so many assets and jewels, and I have nothing but her secondhand leftovers." Marco glanced at her sympathetically. Then, the corners of his mouth lifted. A bad feeling surfaced at the back of my mind. Suddenly, engines roared outside. More than a dozen men from the Santis family entered, each one carrying a safe.

"Ha! What shortsighted fools. I've got three million dollars in cash hidden in the ceiling and another 110 pounds of gold inside the walls. There's a fortune right here, and you still think I'm a dump? "Birds of a feather flock together. The woman can't recognize value when she sees it, and the guy is a spineless pushover. They're perfect for each other!" My legs turned to jelly, and I almost fell to the floor. There were another three million dollars in cash stashed in the ceiling? I couldn't help but glance up. The apartment was in an old concrete-panel building, with a simple drop ceiling installed. Nothing looked out of place. Peter hurried over. "Milo, you think this place is actually q