Ouran Vase Novels & Stories

she said, chin jutting out defiantly. "I've seen ones like it at the flea market maybe twenty bucks, tops." Twenty dollars. Grayson nearly laughed out of sheer disbelief, except his face hurt too much to risk it. "That is an eighteenth-century hand-painted rotating vase worth over a hundred million dollars, and you're telling me it's worth twenty. Unbelievable." And it happened to be the crown jewel of his entire collection. Isla's eyes nearly bulged out of her skull at the number. A hundred MILLION. For a VASE.

Little did she know, the vase was not an ordinary item. The manager said, "You broke our Celestial Jade Vase. You have to pay us 100 grand." "100 grand?" Summer and Kelly exclaimed in unison. The broken vase looked like a low-quality toy produced by a toy factory. How was it possibly worth 100 grand? Kelly questioned the manager, "Are you trying to take advantage of us? That broken thing costs 100 grand? You might as well rob a bank."

Liam glanced at the vases and considered them before he replied, "If you're going to put it at the office, it's better to pick one that's more classy and durable. I think vintage porcelain vases are very suitable. Why don't we check those out?" Celena pondered for a moment and thought that Liam was right. With a smile, she replied, "Alright. You do think about everything. Let's head inside to take a look." Both of them walked into the store and looked around. Celena noticed the pair of porcelain vases at the side and thought they were pretty, so she took a few more glances. The store owner saw that he had customers, so he went up to Celena and said with a big smile, "Gosh, you have great tas

However, Horace said, "Next, let's welcome today's mysterious guest and the two blue and white porcelain pieces he brought!" When Horace finished speaking, he closed his eyes. He feared that the Gerd family would become the laughing stock if the person did not show up. "The blue and white porcelain vase, Twin Dragons Playing in the Sea, and the porcelain plate, Unicorn on a Lotus, will be auctioned together!" Boom! When the mysterious voice appeared, the entire place exploded. They noticed a figure hidden in a black cloak appear on stage with two large boxes. When he opened the boxes, everyone could see what was inside.

It was as if the sylphs had just come from a shift to purify the air for her, and her alone! Her heart, which was hammering animatedly in the covers of her ribs, jiggled as her tour in the room extended. On her right, beside the bed, stood a golden vase, its surface gleaming as the sun landed its kisses on the still water. Inside of it bloomed a bouquet so delicate and alluring to the eye; it seemed almost too perfect for this world. Ophelia’s eyes widened with wonder, while a gasp slipped past her lips as she leaned forward, drawn to their magic before her.

"What do you suggest, Omar? Wood or plastic?" "Either one is fine, as long as it doesn’t break or splinter when it falls to the floor," Omar said, turning to pull something out of his backpack. "Actually, Camellia sent me these samples that she recently found and wanted to show you." "Camellia?" Deborah asked. "She’s my colleague, and she found a company that makes these," Omar said excitedly, pulling out a beautiful white vase with blue designs. "Oh, what a lovely ceramic piece," Eric said, noticing that his wife had taken the object.

Behind her, Aldor reminded her in an unhurried tone, "A client who's close with Mr. Kane gifted him this ashtray when Mr. Kane went on a business trip to France last year. It's made of natural crystal and costs 600 thousand... Union dollars." Stella shuddered and almost dropped the 600 thousand Union dollars in hand. She pursed her lips tightly and placed the ashtray in its original position. Then, she grabbed an ordinary-looking vase. Just as she lifted it over her head, she heard Aldor say, "That celadon-glazed vase was produced in the seventh year of The Yongzheng Emperor's reign. Mr. Kane's grandmother auctioned during her younger days. Back then, it only cost around 300 thousand. Over t

I turned my attention back to the display. As I moved along the line of pieces, one caught my eye—a tall, narrow vase with a glossy midnight base and a wild, flared rim streaked in copper and burnt orange. I froze. I knew that shape. I’d opened something just like it—on my wedding day. Damien had wrapped it in crinkled brown paper, grinning as I unwrapped it, saying, “This one’s messy, but it made me think of you. Passion and fire, remember?”

“See that antique vase in the corner? It’s a Hines family heirloom, one of tonight’s auction items.” I followed his gaze to a blue-and-gold porcelain vase sitting quietly on display, bathed in soft spotlight light, ancient and mysterious. The auction began. New York’s most renowned auctioneer’s resonant voice echoed across the hall. “Ladies and gentlemen! Up next is a rare treasure generously donated by the Hines family—a ancient sacrificial blue-glazed interlocking lotus double-ear flat vase! Starting bid: five million US dollars!” Bidding escalated rapidly, each offer a silent game of power. The Hines family sat in the front row, Robert occasionally lifting his hand to raise the price.

“Eight million three hundred thousand once… Eight million three hundred thousand twice… Eight million three hundred thousand thrice…” After the beautiful auctioneer counted to three, she hit the auction gavel on her hand with power and landed her eyes on Xyla. “Congratulations to this young lady over there, who successfully won the silver censer! You’re now the new owner of the silver censer…” Xyla was very satisfied to be able to own what she wanted. Soon, the silver censer was carried away from the stage and was replaced by the blue and white porcelain vase from Tang Dynasty. A strong desire immediately flashed across Mary’s eyes as soon as she saw that porcelain vase.