The Scavenger Hunt Dramione Novels & Stories

Fool. A knock jarred the stillness. I didn’t answer, but Damon stepped in anyway. “Three scouts are missing,” he said grimly. “West cliffs. There’s blood and no sign of their wolves.” I sat up, shoving the blanket off. “Has anyone gone after them?” “Send a retrieval team. They’ll report back within the hour.” My jaw clenched. “Make sure they go armed to kill. No chances, not anymore.” Damon hesitated. “You don’t think this is still about her, do you?”

The thought of that wiped the smile clean off my face. “Oh come on, cheer up. You’re gonna do great!” Melissa said, trying to bolster my spirits. She was always good at that and I genuinely appreciated the effort even though it wasn’t working this time. “I hope so Mel. I hope-“ the sound of the horn that announced the beginning of the Hunt stopped me mid sentence. I gasped in shock. “They aren’t supposed to blow it yet. They’re supposed to send people to make sure everyone is at their station” Mel winced. “I think they did hon”

The bloodstone’s close—I can feel it, a pulse in my chest like my wolf calling home. But Jerry’s out there, skipping school, chasing ghosts he doesn’t understand. Debby’s poking around the mansion, turning her mistrust into a weapon. I built this empire for them, but it’s cracking. I start the engine. A howl cuts the night—high, panicked. Ruth sprints back, blood on her knuckles. “Damon’s men,” she pants. “They hit our scout on 7th. Took him down fast. Knew our route.”

I need to stay away from her, he told himself. ***** "These mosquitoes be damned! Where is the bug spray?" Jade walked back to the tent and found Hazel already falling asleep. "Dude! You wanted S'mores so bad, but couldn't even wait for me to light the fire?" She exclaimed at Hazel, "Alpha Kane asked me to bring you along to the Scavenger Hunt, by the way. It will start in fifteen." "I can't..." "Hazie, what's going on? You are burning up so badly."

Diana said looking back at the six other people that had come besides our little group in Draven’s private jet, “Are you sure these many will be enough?” “Yes I am sure we can manage,” Draven replied back confidently. Since we had only found out this morning the exact location of where Romani might be hiding, we had taken Draven’s plane to get here as soon as we could and had brought only these many people with us. It was the last day before the game would officially end and we couldn’t afford to waste any more time than we did. “For a moment I thought that this wouldn’t be possible but we finally did it. We tracked down the place,” Gavin muttered looking tired from all the effort he had bee

@dog_food_cicada__: "Ok! for the people who want context. Here you go: Recently, There was a collaborative hunt organized by the Green boards. Four major clans took part in it: Clan Gaia, Clan Ghost Ravens, Clan Phoenix Gods, and the White Clan as well. However, none of them anticipated that this would be the most embarrassing hunt of their life. Apart from these clans there were several individual and clanless parties also joined bringing the total of 157 hunters. Now the interesting part is that one of those clanless parties was called 'Eye of Rha'. I don't know exactly what this party was thinking but on that day they were out for blood. There were a lot of things that happened that day.

I just had to find her before it was too late. My body reeled with exhaustion as I pulled myself back to the packhouse. A piercing pain pulsed through my muscles, and my throat was raw from the countless times I had howled Lyra's name into the night. Damon stood in the front of the pack house with a walkie-talkie in his hand. "Any sign of her?" I rasped. He shook his head. "We’ve covered most of the territory but no trace of Lyra. I'm afraid she must have been taken out of shadow claw," Damon responded, his voice low, careful not to spite already triggered Jake.

someone interrupts, excitement bubbling in his voice. Daryl claps his hands once. “Good question! It’s the Game of Hunt.” A grin spreads across his face. “Each team will search the resort grounds for hidden treasures. Think of it like a scavenger hunt—but not so easy. Clues have been carefully planted, and only the team that finds all their assigned treasures wins.” A chorus of whoas rises from the group. “Sounds tough,” someone says. Daryl nods, still grinning. “There’s just one small problem,” he says, tapping his clipboard.

I feel a sense of satisfaction at the sight of his bandaged hand and couldn’t help the smug smile that settles on my lips. “Thanks for the intro baby doll.” he points at Bianca, winking, and she throws him an air kiss as she gets off stage. Turning to the crowd, his face takes on a serious expression. “Okay, back to business. Every year, as new “hopefuls” come into the academy as suckers, and the seniors leave as winners, a scavenger hunt is held. Every freshman here today, will go on a mission to look for a scroll hidden in a strategic place no one except me knows about. This scroll is a carefully drawn map put together by former champions of the scavenger hunt, and whoever finds the scroll

she said softly. He nodded reluctantly and held her closer, willing her to stay with him. He didn't know much about witches, so that made it more difficult to predict what they would do, or rather, what they could do. That would make their hunt all the more exciting, he thought in anticipation, because the Dragon's Treasure, much like the shifter's Hunt, was at its core a race to capture your mate before time ran out. For omega dragons, or in this case omega witches whose mate was a dragon, it was a race to evade, if that was your main goal going into the Dragon's Treasure. He realized reluctantly that she would likely be one of the few whose main goal was to evade him during their Hunt. He