Novel & Cerita The Wild West Treasure Hunt

They had not met him, but his reputation was legendary. Five on one, they had a fighting chance, but with Alexander's reputation for taking down the likes of them, no one was eager to roll the dice. "What are you waiting for? Let them go!" Westin ordered, opting to sidestep a showdown. The big families were clued in on the Costa family's Legendary Treasure, but their annual Friday the 13th treasure hunts always came up empty. Crossing a powerhouse over some pie-in-the-sky was not smart. The other family heads kept mum, their silence a silent nod of agreement.

“Rich, let’s have a break. I can’t take this anymore!” The woman knew that Rich was a practitioner, so she spoke in a very pleasant manner and did not dare to offend him at all. Rich looked at her impatiently, angry that she was so useless. He was also frustrated that he could not find the mysterious treasure despite searching around. He heard a mysterious story before he came here. It was said that there was a mysterious treasure in West Ocean Island. Anyone who found the treasure could do whatever they wanted, even go to the legendary wonderland!

Izzy asked, her brow furrowed. “Yes, in the Dragon’s Treasure, the hunter must find the thing that his mate treasures most and bring it to her. He took several tries to find what she treasured most and as soon as he guessed what she treasured he took off. He claimed her, mated with her and left her in the same week. She hasn’t seen him since.” Nate’s voice was low and he finally looked at Izzy.

My own personal blacksmith would be pretty cool. “One more thing,” I said. “Where would I find rabbits to hunt?” “If you go east out of town, beyond the wheatfields there are wild meadows. There should be plenty there.” “Okay, thanks. And, which way is east?” He pointed over my head. I could see him regretting his decision to help me already. Having got him to the point where he was actually getting annoyed with me, I decided not to push my luck any further and left. Instead of heading back to the shed, I snuck down the side of the smithy and over a fence into a small piece of scrub land. I dumped the content of my shirt on the ground and inspected my acquisitions.

Outside, a messenger bird landed near the window. A small basket was attached to its leg. Lynnek opened the note. Her eyes widened. "What?" She looked at Miguel. "Apparently, someone has prepared a treasure hunt for us." Miguel sighed. "Evelyn." Lynnek smiled. "Definitely Evelyn." She looked toward the forest. "Should we play?" Miguel smiled. "Why not?" Lynnek grabbed the note. "Then let's see what trouble they've planned." Neither of them knew that Evelyn and her "minions" had only just begun. End of Chapter Fifty-Nine

But Kendrick ruined that plan. Still, all was not lost. His refusal to let her come along stemmed from some ill-conceived notion she couldn't keep up because she was a girl. To be fair, she wasn't sure she could either, but she wouldn't give up. Not only did Ruth have her sister to wonder about, but who she suspected took Carlie. A tickle in her gut told her the rumors of the Moon Ghost tribe, a mysterious group of Mayans with an ancient culture and seeming riches weren't entirely baseless. And what a find they would be. Are they the ones who sent me the note? Who took Carlie? The treasure left behind seemed to say yes, but she'd never find out sitting in a dusty hotel room.

But Raven wouldn’t consider Heather a coward because they both knew the seriousness ahead of them. “Yeah, I don’t like it either. Let’s try and get this done fast before we find out if you did see something and what that was. Then we’ll find everyone and get out of here.” Raven didn’t want to do this alone, but she was afraid if they didn’t then they’d lose their chance to do it. “Alright. Let’s do this.” “Treasure hunt for the cursed anchor.” Heather said looking around at the ground in a random pattern. She didn’t seem to have a pattern or method to it either. “I still don’t see how we’ll know when we find it and I hope it’s not cursed.”

Candy was running through the woods on her normal morning run, her heart was beating fast as she leaped over a log and continued running. She could feel the sweat as it trickled down her back making her shirt stick to her damp skin, the sound of her breathing was the only thing she heard as the morning sunlight slowly filtered through the tree’s leaves. As she neared the back of the packhouse a smell hit her that had her mouth watering, her wolf was instantly on alert. The beast wanted her to follow that sweet tantalizing scent of orange slices dipped in chocolate. It reminded her of Christmas morning and the treats her Jiji would bring for her and her brother.

“It’s best to come with us before the others find you.” Others? “Listen, I think you have the wrong girl. I’m just a bounty hunter.” I pushed Lukas a little, and I took in the men in front of us. They were all wearing the same clothing style as the men who had met us in the bar close to the industrial sector, but what stood out was a small pin they all had on their left breast—an owl in flight. They were Noctua. Another man came forward and flashed me a picture. My picture.

He replied. I smiled, “Smart man. Well it was good to meet you, I am headed to Maine and I have three hours still to drive so I better get going.” I said. “It was good to finally meet you in person, Snow. You are every bit as beautiful as they say, if not more.” Shane replied. “Thank you.” I said and flashed him a million dollar smile while walking out the door. Hunters were connected through a vast network and it wasn’t uncommon to run into each other out and about. Still, it gets me when they know my name and I've never seen them before. In all these years it still surprises me.