The Treasure Hunter Book Novels & Stories

“My gratitude, and that of my people, for your generosity. If I may be so bold as to ask, will my friends here also benefit from the sunstone?” Inside his head he heard a chuckle. It was a disarming feeling to be having a conversation with a book. The others looked on pensively, all awaiting the answer with hope and hesitancy. “There is to be another quest, more difficult and thus more rewarding. Your loyalty, courage, and strength will be challenged. If you succeed where others haven’t, I will discuss those rewards at that time.” With that, the page turned. “I guess that is the end of that discussion,” Beecher grinned at the finality.

I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth, considering my options as I drifted through to the kitchen. I brought my hand to my throat as the kettle boiled. I couldn’t sit at home doing nothing, but my options were limited: train, or research. Idly, I pulled the necklace free again, gently lifting its weight with my fingertips. The book Cyrus had given me was tucked safely in my bag; perhaps that would give me some clue as to what the necklace was. His words had confused me: “Just in case.” Just in case of what, exactly? No matter how close I got to the truth, Cyrus would, at some level, always remain a mystery. Perhaps he liked it that way – maybe his cryptic words and unusual gifts were h

His blue eyes searched mine as if he wanted to make sure every word entered my head properly. “You should look at me,” he said. “You should only stare at me. There is no one here but me because whether you understand it now or not, you are the only treasure I have.” I was left completely speechless. I could only stare at him as my heartbeat pounded harder inside my chest. Treasure? What in the world was Reign trying to say?

Giant sand dunes rose like waves in the distance, and the wind played in the sand, leaving behind wavy patterns. It was surreal, maybe beautiful, but it suggested that they had a whole new set of challenges waiting for them. So how could they enjoy it? Ancient buildings peeked out from the sandy sea, telling tales of people long gone. “What the hell just happened?” Hunter asked as he tried to get the sand out of his hair. He was on his feet, staring around. Lin coughed dryly and she too proceeded to run her hand through her messy hair that was now flowing to her shoulders. “This…this must be the last part of the quest, the one where the diamond stone is hidden,” She guessed.

"What a good child! As expected of Mr. Sinclair's granddaughter." She faintly smiled. "Please continue enjoying your coffee. I'm going to work on the painting now." "Sure. Once you're done with the restoration, let's return to our country and find the treasure." Holly hesitated for a moment. "Do I have to go, too?" Hunter said with a smile, "You're my lucky star. You found the map, after all. If I want to find the treasure, I would have to bring you with me." Since she knew about antiques, she naturally had some knowledge of archeology as well. She picked up a few things from Winston and might be able to help with the treasure hunt. So, she didn't reject the offer.

Crystal Snow POV I tried my best to show him, love, to show him that for me, he is more important than his money. But it did not work. Hunter was and still is the most hunted man from New York, a billionaire who can have everything and anything at any time. He was forced to marry me, a simple woman just because he needed to look good in papers like a married man and a loving person. I was easy prey because of my red and long hair like fire, my blue sparkling eyes and my slim body. I was just the perfect wife but in reality, for him, I'm nobody.

This is night so he don't actually see through me, but everytime he look up, his eyes directly at me. That shock me, but then he just look away. I sigh in relief, shrugged the thought and enjoy the boring night without anyone see me. I said, “Everyone is happy despite vulnerable to almost everything. Not even death they can possibly avoid it,” I said, and the foolish stop from what he's doing, and even slowly close the book in his hand. He didn't look up, so I added after I sneered at him, “This foolish is not exception. Why not party with everyone else while he's living on?” His lip slightly curve, and he open the other book this time. He said to himself, slowly, “This book... is said to co

Retracting a few steps, I tapped onto the floor again to confirm my suspicion. I gently squeezed Rachel’s shoulder in reassurance and began to loosen my grip on her. When I was sure that she had understood the message, I quickly recoiled from her and proceeded to peel the carpet of the floor. There I found a rectangular box almost mixed with the colour and texture of the wooden flooring looking glaringly out of place to me. If someone hadn’t already suspected that it was a secret pathway to the floor beneath, they would never discover it lying there.

He said biting his lip like that was quite hard for him to say although the seriousness in his eyes was clear and Claude completely understood. “I’m sorry Eric, I’m just confused.” She said, looking down guiltily. After a few long seconds, Eric sighed, “It’s alright, I understand.” The treasure hunt ended an hour later and everyone gathered together, both tired and exhausted. The hunt was basically for envelopes which each contained a number. The actual treasure was with the instructors and they were also numbered. So whatever number you pick up determines your treasure. Eric and Claude found just two envelopes and they gave them to the instructor who gave them a book and a mug that said, ‘B

I woke up early the next day, my mind already set on what I had to do. I needed to find a way to get into the Order of the Phoenix Hunters. These were the specialists in killing supernaturals for centuries, and I knew they could help me get my revenge on Keith and his vampire accomplices. But to do that, I needed to gain the trust of Gerald, their leader. I got dressed, packed my bag, and headed out. As I drove, the worry of being followed kept nagging at me. What if Derek or Marcus were on my trail, trying to stop me from getting to the hunters? I shook off the thought and continued on my journey.