The Scavenger Hunt Dramione Novels & Stories

With that money, I posted an unprecedented final Quest on the app with the highest bounty yet. The quest was simple. [Livestream everything that happens inside the abandoned cement factory owned by York Group. Exclusive livestream. Bounty: Fifty thousand dollars.] I then walked into the trap alone, holding only an empty flash drive. Inside the cement factory, Frank was waiting for me with two fierce bodyguards. He snatched the flash drive from my hand and plugged it into the laptop. When he found it was empty, a ferocious look appeared on his face. "You're playing with me?"

Dain emerged from the western stairway, dragging a battered figure by the arm. A scout. The wolf stumbled badly, face bruised, wrists bound behind his back with an iron cord. Blood darkened one side of his jaw. The crowd parted instinctively as Dain shoved him toward the center grounds. Lyra recognized the scent immediately. Forest. Smoke. Morrigan. Ronan’s eyes narrowed. “Where did you find him?” he asked. Dain released the scout roughly. “Near the northern ridge. Trying to escape beyond the border.” The scout collapsed to his knees, breathing hard.

They were there to investigate why Darian's Aunt Amy had Arystyn and her twin brother Austin kidnapped and separated as babies. As they lounged by the pool, they discussed their plan of action. Arystyn searched for any leads while Alex tried to dig up any information online. Their search led them to a small village on the outskirts of the island, where they discovered that Aunt Amy had ties to a notorious supernatural organization called the Tribune. Determined to uncover the truth, Arystyn and Alex hired a private investigator to help them infiltrate the organization. The PI, named Joe, proved invaluable in helping them gather information and piece together the puzzle.

She asked, clearly flustered from the expression on Liam’s face. “I have her scent on the shirt I wore that day, you’re a good tracker. Find her for me. You can do that for me, can’t you?” Liam’s tone was gentle and sweet, there was no way that Grechen could say. She nodded her head like an obedient pet and the moment she did, she got the response she wanted from Liam. This brought about a naughty smile on her face as she proceeded to have her way with Liam as lustful sounds soon filled the room.

He invades packs, and the big city filled with humans, in search of his mate, who he later found was being abused. Scarlett Hunter is a human girl, who's considered an orphan. She was adopted by a nice couple, but they became her worst nightmare after producing their children. Scarlett grew up seeing what others couldn't see, which were creatures and living dead. When Scarlett was already of age, she was married off to the person who is known as Devil himself. What would emerge of Scarlett when she realized that those creatures which she always sees around are real, and she's mated to one of them?.

He sees something and we have to be on guard. "We are going to try and find a way out of here, if there's someone here we find them—if they don't find us first." We continue into the monastery—basement, not quickly but steadily. The floor rises into something like a rocky hill. And everything in the building is quiet except for the sounds of our muffled footsteps. It's all too quiet, as if everything were collectively holding their breath and waiting for us. Then we come across what looks like a medieval dining room.

I sigh, running a hand through my hair, and walk out of the medical center. Lily, Mia, Damon, and Theo are waiting outside. “Is she alright?” Lily asks. “She just needs to rest,” I say, but my voice is ice. I turn to Damon and Theo. “Follow me.” They exchange a glance but obey. “Where’s Vanessa?” I bark as we walk. “I think she’s in the event hall,” Theo says. “They’re about to announce the winner of the scavenger hunt,” Damon adds. I stop and turn to Damon. “Get me a wolfsbane syringe.”

I called after him. “I heard that.” “Good! That means you’re still in one piece.” The door shut behind him, sealing the room in comfortable, haunted silence. --- “Okay,” I said to Brenda, “step one: find the vampire sunscreen ring before he turns into royal charcoal.” The drawer slid open by itself. Inside: a gold coin etched with a sun devoured by a crescent. “Clue?” I asked. The chandelier blinked twice. “Copy that. Haunted scavenger hunt initiated.”

Immediately two men in hoodies sat down with some cigarettes and she didn't mind. "Wherever she is, we have to hunt her down and end her. That's the witch's order, right?" One of them spoke loudly, he seemed to be a bit drunk. The other one tapped him and tilted his head to Blaze and back to the slightly drunk man. Blaze's body stiffened her eyes lingered on the man's wrist and there lay a scorpion tattoo. It was Dre, one of the witch's men. While observing him, their eyes met. She quickly stood up and ran.

The mark of Damon’s pack. The sight of it froze me for a critical second. The Alpha’s claws swiped, not at me, but at the strap of my satchel. It tore, and the cloth bundle holding the shard tumbled to the forest floor, the wrapping coming loose. The carved crystal gleamed in a stray shaft of moonlight, its inner light pulsing as if in distress. The Alpha’s eyes blazed with triumph. He reached for it. “Stop!” I screamed, throwing myself between him and the shard. “You don’t understand! I’m looking for Damon! Damon of the Storm Howl Pack! This shard is connected to him!”