Novel & Cerita Treasure Hunter Books In Order

His discarded body had washed up on the shores of a massive island housing several packs of werewolves, one of which belonged to the Nefario legacy. The Nefario pack, an empire of sorts, had gained enough reverence to become the namesake of a pack in its honor. Located in the eastern Himalayas of Aracord, a distant continent dominated by werewolf packs known for their frequent interpack raids, the Nefario pack was where Higgins found himself. The hunter was not dead, but his fate seemed even worse, as he was trapped on an island that once provided him love but had taken it away, along with any reason to stay.

His mouth formed an ‘O’ as he processed the information. “But it’s nothing like holding a book in your hand and getting lost in an adventure or romance novel.” I joked. “Oh, I have a few books if you want to pick some out and take them with you. For the journey.” “Really? That would be great!” I clapped my hands together in excitement about what new tales I could delve into. I ended up picking out three books. One was about a treasure hunt, the second was a collection of romance stories from around the realm based on Alpha’s finding their mates, and the third was based on historical figures and their relationships to their gods.

I go and sit down when I go to check my leg, I wipe the blood off my leg to search for the wound but am surprised when there isn't any open wound. I then began to eat my fish. I hate killing things, but I thank it for its nourishment to my body. It tastes so good as I become full. I start to get tired, surprised but happy that I'm able to take a rest. I lay down and get comfortable, letting myself go as I listen to the waterfall. I can't help but to want to sleep, my eyes become heavy, and I just let myself fall asleep.

“Sorry, Dad, but I don’t believe in fountain magic anymore.” I set my bag on the ground and pulled my book out. I bit my lip as I looked at the beautiful blonde on the cover. The men that surrounded her would be more than enough to satisfy any woman. I knew it was just a picture, but it didn’t stop me from wanting to be her. I opened the book and began to read. I had just made it to chapter two when the book was snatched out of my hand. I jumped to my feet ready to rip whoever had taken my book apart. I froze when I found myself looking at Timothy. I held my hand out. “Give me my book. You can not just walk around stealing stuff.”

I asked in fear. Wolfbanes, the bullets were laced with wolfbanes. A deep and hoarse yet familiar voice startles me behind. I turned around to gaze at Hades, his hands were clutched to his bleeding arm. How come the Moon Tribe pack got infiltrated? The security here has always been known to be very tight. What could I do? Tamara was the only professional healer of the pack, and she was severely injured. I was the only amateur healer left. My heart began to race extremely fast. I felt something engulf me. I suddenly felt this adrenaline within me. My mind kept telling me to slowly place my hands on Hades' arm. I did exactly as my instinct instructed me to.

Girls in this family get to dust the books, not read them. His mistake. I know exactly where everything is because I do the dusting. Six volumes in, wedged behind something Norwegian, there's a ledger with a cracked spine. Handwritten field records from the days when hunters were still posted all over the world. The ink’s gone brown, and the paper somehow smells briny. Like seawater. I nearly put it back. Then I turn another page and there's a sketch. The squeaky chair stops mattering, because the sketch is a woman's head with no body under it.

"Who made the search warrant?" "That's confidential." Two of them went upstairs, and I could hear them knocking things down. I sat on the sofa, more confused than ever. I couldn't understand what was going on. I left all my stolen jewels back in New York in my condo, and I promised to return all of them to their rightful owners. I promised Ares and Molly that I would be good from now on and that I would give up my life of crime. One of them returned downstairs and showed me the blue diamond from Ares's museum.

However, power and wealth have been circulated in all walks of life. Whether it's the incomparable wealth or the mysterious power that can shake the world, it's enough to make people from all walks of life chase after it. The man divided the treasure map into five parts, and by collecting these key things, the secret of the treasure map can be unlocked. As soon as this news came out, it set off a wave of global treasure hunting. In the process, some unscrupulous businessmen also appeared. Mr. Warren accidentally got one of the five reminders back then, the jade in David's hand Wrench. Because of this, Mr. Warren moved his whole family to a remote town in Chicago.

Thick red angry scar tissue covered the left side, a few angry red veins moving from the middle. Whatever was there had to have been removed by force. It looked fresh but well-healed. Sighing, I looked into the direction we were going. Ahead were twelve large stones. Shocked, I gazed at the ice-covered peaks. "The Twelve Apostles?" That meant we had to be close to Toban's Kingdom, and if we were close that meant Aurora was here too. Clenching my fists, I felt Torren open his mind to me. Be patient, rider. We will find her.

A shadow emerged from behind a gnarled oak, and I was ready to strike—until I saw him. Hunter. Dressed in a loose tunic, a satchel slung across his shoulder, he grinned at me like this was any other day. “Fancy seeing you two here.” I exhaled sharply, lowering my weapon. “Hunter, what the hell are you doing here?” He held up a weathered sketchbook. “Would you believe me if I said I came to draw the ruins? The landscapes here are—” “—dangerous,” I finished, stepping toward him. “This place isn’t some scenic retreat. Harper and Layla are hiding somewhere in these ruins, and we don’t know what kind of traps they’ve set.”