Potter Auction Novels & Stories

Conversely, the lights brightened on the central podium on the first floor. A man with brown hair stepped out, dressed in a pristine white suit, his hair impeccably groomed. He held a microphone and after a brief introduction, proceeded to the first item up for auction. The platform beside him slowly ascended from below. On it sat a remarkably unique bronze cauldron. A flying monster adorned the cauldron, lifelike and majestic. The host announced loudly, "This is an antique dating back a thousand years, classified as a national treasure and previously prohibited from sale. Now, the auction officially begins!"

"However, now is not the time. We have an auction to run...." ****

If Caleb's mother saw Erica, she would realise that all what she had been wearing was just pure trash. “Alright, Ladies and Gentlemen! We welcome you to DeClare Auction House and I have to tell you that we have some awesome stuff here today. So I hope you get ready!” The announcer declared, and shouts rang throughout the entire place. “First of all, we have a rare collection of antique porcelain vases from the Ming Dynasty!” The announcer exclaimed, his voice ringing with enthusiasm. The light dimmed slightly, revealing a covered set of exquisitely painted vases, “The starting bid is Ninety Thousand!”

The next thing I knew I was supported to the center of the stage. “The last item for the day, is of course our Phoenix!.” The auctioneer announced and immediately the hall was filled with resounding claps and cheers. “The Phoenix item is the newest and latest, and of course the most important criteria a virgin”!. He added. My eyes almost bulging from my sockets, how does he know I’m a virgin?!. “Let’s start the bidding” the auctioneer announced. “Three hundred thousand dollars”! The voice of a man was heard in the room followed by a gasp from the audience.

Even if Jayden and the others hid at the ends of the earth, they could never avoid the scrutiny of spirits. As the guests entered the venue, the auction hall's lights were extinguished, and a strong light lit up the stage. A young, elegantly dressed female host walked onto the stage. She introduced herself as Celeste Astley before smiling as she said, "The annual auction of the Sartvale Business Association has officially begun!" The crowd burst into enthusiastic applause. "Look behind us, Mr. Ballard. That's the first item up for auction. Apparently, it's an ancient porcelain bowl from the Verte Era. Should we bid for it?" Zane asked in a low voice.

“I never thought I'd say it, but thank you for dragging me to that pottery workshop with you.” She grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “You're welcome, Sarah.” The stage light flashed once more, and the host announced the final item of the auction—my teapot. The nervousness reappeared at once. I might have laughed and cheered before, but as my poor piece of painted clay was presented, I stopped breathing. The host gestured at the audience. “Ladies and gentlemen, let's start bidding on this beautiful teapot ornamented with golden painted flowers and—”

Out of nowhere, rough fingers occasionally touched her exposed shoulders, as if deliberately looking for an opportunity while Pandora could do. The spokesperson's opening greeting added to the pounding of the heart. Pandora swallowed and wondered what would happen next. Offers start at the limit price! Pandora didn't know that a man in a black suit had raised his hand. "1.2 million pounds." Sounded so solid as the first auctioneer. Pandora's face instantly paled. Is she for sale? "Two million pounds." A voice from a different direction increased the amount by 800 thousand pounds. Meanwhile, the spokesperson began to stir up the atmosphere. Creating a competitive spirit in other entrepreneurs

“Bidding begins with the Phoenix Choker. 24-karat gold, embedded with fire opals. Opening price—$200,000. Who dares to claim the fire?” Leonard raised his paddle with the casualness of someone flipping a coin. “Paddle 9—$200,000! Do I hear $220,000?” Another paddle rose across the cage. Then another. The numbers climbed like fireworks—calm and steady on the surface, yet filled with sparks beneath. “Paddle 12—$250,000!” the auctioneer announced. “Told you I had my eye on it,” Arthur muttered to Leonard, smirking.

He called Mic and whispered something in his ears which seemed to brighten his eyes "Alright listen up!. We have a public auction in the house, 3 extremely beautiful girls sold to the king's messenger at 4.9 million dollars! I don't know their names and I couldn't care less so let's just describe them yeah? Red hair with green eyes and average height" the man said and I froze. No! No! It can't be! "Tall, black hair with hazel eyes" that's Ciara and I saw her smile in relieve and watched as her smile got bigger when he called Janice

He smiles like the devil himself when I approach. "See something you like tall dark and handsome," I say. He stands up from the bar. "Actually I do," he says. I reach for his arm. "You looking at her," I ask. He smiles. "She looks ripe. Is she?" He asks. "Mr. Craig will be examining her soon. The auction will be this Saturday at the mansion," I tell him.