The Auction Dramione Novels & Stories

“The serious players show up. Politicians, mayors, and the socialites. They bid on the top dancers. Whoever bids higher gets the girl for a full month. Exclusive access. Private events, dinners, whatever he wants. And the dancer gets half of whatever the winning bid is.” I stared at her, my eyes bulging. “Half?” Jade nodded. “Some girls walk away with tens of thousands after one of these. It’s a big deal.” I thanked her and headed straight for Lena’s office. My heels clicked sharply against the floor as I pushed the door open without knocking. “Lena, what the hell is this auction thing?” I asked, closing the door behind me. “And why am I only hearing about it now?” Lena looked up from her ta

My mom was always too good to people, and then she was gone, at the hands of Ella and Harold's senseless cruelty. I swore to myself that they would not get away with it. I checked myself out of the hospital, hell-bent on getting the full story. Turns out, Harold swiped all my gold and fancy watches, cashing them in for a cool 750 grand, and they went house hunting those last few days, ready to seal the deal today. I got there as quickly as I could and stopped them dead in their tracks. The cash that Jamison flashed around had a shady ring to it. I warned them not to sell him the house, or they would be asking for trouble.

“This must be a mistake! This is your child! Carson and I are just friends. ,. Before Damon could respond, a man beside him spoke, "Alpha Damon, the auction is about to start. If you have anything to say, you can do so after the auction." Auction? Kelly had clearly told me this was just a photoshoot. "Where’s Kelly? I want to see her. I was tricked!" I struggled desperately, the ropes biting into my wrists until they bled. "Talia, you’re already selling yourself. Why bother pretending?" Damon sneered.

"Ten thousand from Luna Dreda. Do I have fifteen?" Dreda didn't lower her paddle. She stood up from her velvet seat, her crimson dress catching the light. She ignored the auctioneer entirely and turned her body to face me across the aisle. The entire room went dead silent, the collective focus shifting instantly from the stage to the brewing confrontation in the front row. "I bid ten thousand," Dreda repeated, her voice dripping with venom and a desperate need for a public spectacle. "Though I wonder if someone else in the room might want it more. After all, it is a piece of the life they never quite managed to keep."

the stout potbelly man who had the stage to himself spat out as he put the bottle of claret in his mouth and drank directly from it. Adrian didn't know who was being sold until he looked around the hall and then, his eyes looked with a golden haired lady and her baby blue eyes were the ones that drowned him to her. "Mate!" the words rang in his head severally. He couldn't breathe at all, because his mate was in a cage about to be sold out. The club was a very big place and the banner read "Sugar Plum Land" it didn't look sugary at all. Turning to face Smith, Adrian muttered out faintly.

“A few days from now, there would be an illegal auction that will take place in Dalrus… Guess what the main attraction would be?” I stopped tipping the wine glass halfway into my mouth. There was only one thing that I was ever interested in when it comes to auctions… Samalah’s eyes shone brightly, “That’s right. They are auctioning a spirit stone… A ruby red spirit stone.” It was truly astonishing… Samalah really knew the desires of my heart. The itch to know more and participate in this auction almost made me forget about my troubles with Dahlly… ****************************** DAHLIA: True enough, exactly after thirty minutes after we spoke, Lina had already packed her bags and arranged our

I was twenty five. Fear was visible in her eyes as she stood at the forefront and was asked to spin. I could see the humiliation and the silent tears as they dropped down her cheek and it caused my insides to churn. “She's perfect and without flaws. She isn't cheap,” The auctioneer said. “Which means, she is expensive.” “I'll take her for fifty,” someone proposed. “Sixty!” Said another. “Hundred,” another man said. He had soup in his beards.

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

Everyone applauded the buyer, and then the master of ceremonies announced the next item; a Remy Martin cognac. "Are you going to bid?" Elena questioned. "Yes, soon," Damon averted his gaze from the stage and looked at his wife. "How else will my fucking name become the talk of the elite?" The auction went on smoothly. The bids were high, and people didn't seem to care about the amount of money they would leave in the hall. Valuable items were sold, and Damon bought a Piet Mondrian painting. Elena applauded her husband, like everyone else, but deep down, she just wanted to vomit from disgust.

Now it was Luna's turn, and the guards dragged Luna to stand up, but Luna refused, making the whole hall quiet as they kept staring at Luna and Aaron, who spoke, "Okay, let's start with her pricing, 1 million gold coins to go." The hall fell silent at first, as some of the dragon men didn't have up to that amount, and they knew if they gave up all that gold, nothing would be left of them. After a silence break, a North wing chief spoke, "1 million deal." Another stood up and spoke, and I saw Luna finally raise her head to stare at the dragon chiefs wanting to purchase her coldly. I sat in silence, waiting for the last bidder, and as there was still much bidding, Aaron raised it to 5 million