Sold! To The Grizzly Don Novels & Stories

“No, it isn't your fault, Raven. I made mistakes that caused this. I shouldn't have lied and deceived your pack.” “I trust you Bryon but I need you to tell me everything from the very beginning, please.” I ask him. “I will. The boxes saturated coming in from the beginning of the month. At first, father would y let anyone go close to it, but I was curious and asked him about it He didn't say anything initially but after constant pressure, he said they were gold and valuables from the East Coast. He said he was doing business with a merchant from the sea who goes by the name Valor.” He says.

Grayson’s stomach dropped when he recognized him as the Omega who begged not to let this man buy him. Grayson's body trembled, and the wind began to move around him. His fingers turned blue, and in an instant, flakes of ice began to dance in the wind that swirled around him “That's the newest addition to my collection. I bought this one over here a few months back. I'm considering taking three or four of them to the auction next time to freshen up my collection. I get bored so easily with them, and I- what the hell?” Donald's words cut off when he turned and looked down at Grayson. He gasped when he saw the ice swirling around Grayson.

She slowly brought down her bidder and I smirked in victory. "Seems like Miss Roosevelt has given up so soon... Going for 16 Million Dollars... 1... 2... 3... Sold to Mr. Black for 16 Million Dollars!"

“I’m sorry, miss, I can’t divulge that information. We have a strict confidentiality agreement – store policy.” “Oh yes, of course,” Beverly said. She had forgotten herself. What was she going to do? Go to the person who purchased it and begged her to give it to her. Jasper bent down and pulled out a slim black binder. He opened it. “If you have your heart set on that particular set, I can contact the buyer on your behalf,” he said as he flipped through several plastic covered pages. “Ah, here it is. We sold it for five hundred and thirteen thousand dollars and fifty-nine cents with tax.”

The mentorship program had been going on for 2 weeks, so they all saw each other frequently. "The guy was trying to sell me those B grade ion pistol for 4 Grands. Can you believe it?" "4 Grands! That's a scam..." Brandon revolted aggressively, "I know at least 7 ammo stores under the inner circle who would sell a one under 2 Grands." "Yeah! I know," Gordon replied with a smirk, "That's why I socked him on the face and broke a couple of showcase items! He almost cried after that!" "Hahahaha, "

Amberleigh was super proud of her man as Leo was quite the calm and professional businessman over the next few hours as he sold off most of his worldly possessions. Not even a sheen of tears as he handed over the keys of his beloved Porsche to an Asian businessman. Leo had just made his warehouse his selling hub and also met some buyers for Grayson’s weapon collectibles by the docks as Amber had suggested. A centralized location just made things easier.

Besides, our registration caused a commotion to our surrounding, and there were a lot of witnesses back then. Still, the rate of rumors when spread is scary. “The name’s Kiza. So what can I help you with?” He threw the blade he was using, causing it to stab perfectly on the huge wooden table. “Yes, I want to sell an obsidian golem.” I answered. His expression contorted into a surprised expression, but he was able to maintain his composure and broke into a wide grin. When he smiled like that, he looked less intimidating. “Alright then. Shall we see this golem of yours?” He turned his body from facing us back to the table. That was when I opened my inventory and took out the obsidian golem I d

I photographed it and sent the image to my contact at the underground auction house. [Sell it. Donate the proceeds to orphaned low-ranking wolves.]

And where the hell is that green-eyed bastard? The crowd roared like hungry dogs as the auctioning went on. I could smell the mix of sweat and heavy cologne in the air, despite how chilly it was. Or maybe that was just me. I was surrounded by wolves, but it wasn’t the first time. This time I was terrified of what they were capable of doing to me. I felt every pair of glowing eyes in the crowd shift in my direction the second the Beta on stage before me was dragged off, sold to a Don from the south for seventy million.

“What are these?” He heaved a helpless sigh, “I smell Wolfsbane,” my wolf said in alarm. I furrowed my brows in a frown. Glaring angrily at the doctor, “it's so hard to detect but I smell it.” My wolf said again. This time her voice was faint. What the hell was happening? I waited patiently for the doctor's reply, if he dared lie I would morph into my wolf form and snap his neck. “Among this liquid is musk Wood.” He explained.