The Scavenger Hunt Dramione Novels & Stories

At least in this small way, something good came from the abduction of sweet little Margaret O’hare. For two weeks scouts had been sent to survey the area, to no avail. There were many hillside towns to steal girls from and plenty of steep cliffs awash with caves to make any weredragon happy. Drones were used, with Penny at the helm to render them invisible, and the area had been combed relentlessly.

Dakari picked up on a cornucopia of languages, but noticed that somehow shoppers and shopkeepers had found a way to converse. “The language of money,” he thought with a smile, and watched as a little blond girl in pigtails ordered a Brazilian version of a snow cone. The girl reminded him of Lainey and he wondered where she was. He knew somewhere out there in the world, the girl that had saved him from certain death at the hands of the weredragons was wearing a bracelet that suddenly was glowing red. He wondered if she had noticed. Luca stopped walking and pulled the group together. “I think we can all find what we need here. Why don’t we split up and meet back here in an hour.” He gest

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

Away they went. Three hours had elapsed, yet the tournament raged on. The Red Moon pack held its lead, though the Dark of the Gods pack was a close second. In the third game, referred to as the hunt, both teams would venture into the woods together with ropes for hiding and seeking. The hunt begins with a gunshot once they've found their hiding place. Whoever gets tired will lose, and the winner will have to bring the loser to the front to see everyone in the crowd. When it was Dawn turn, she wasted no time finding a place to hide. Her familiarity with the area allowed her to pinpoint the best hiding places. What excited her most about the hunting game was competing against Malachi, her best

@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.

Children darted through the shadows like fireflies, some already clutching small scrolls, others bouncing with anticipation near the Luna’s makeshift game table—an ornate stand piled high with parchment, ribbons, and silver moon-shaped tokens. The crowd had shifted into a wide semicircle, forming a natural ring around the lawn. Torches lined the perimeter, casting flickering amber light on excited faces. My mother stood at the center of it all, commanding the space with the ease of someone who had orchestrated a hundred of these nights. She clapped her hands once, sharp and clear. “Children of Moonstone—and visiting friends,” she added with a wink, “our Moonbinding scavenger hunt begins now!

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