Treasure Hunters Novels & Stories

RHETT Down one tunnel that leads to another, opening up into a cavern of stalagmites. It was a maze down here, but I kept chasing the light, just when I thought I had caught up to Leneve, the light would disappear down another dark turn. “Hunter!” Oliver yelled as I ran towards the soft glow once again. “Hunter!” He called louder, finally making me stop and turn to him. “What?” I asked abruptly, angered that he was holding me up from finding her.

Everyone follows except Hunter who says he has to take a shower and that he'll meet us there. Hunter had still not showed up by the time we finish eating so I order some take-away food for him.. Because I'm his assistant and his handling his well being is part of my job. He soon shows up after we register for the treasure hunt. There are about seven other campers including an older couple there so we are asked to pair up. "I pick Esmeralda" - Hunter. "I choose Tyler" - Chloe. "I pick Fu..." Bloom starts to say but is cut off.

Then another two bandit treasure hunters showed up. "Be careful, these bandit treasure hunters are nimble than they look. I don't know much about them except for the fact that they worked with the werewolves! Just stay in back so you won't get hurt!" "It looks like you were sent for this quest, fucking warrior. Let me tell you something you must know about us before you die. We are all strong and we can fight you!" said the bandit treasure hunter in the middle. "I'm Sherlock the leader of this bandit treasure hunters and I have no business with you. What we're looking for is the gold our victim's

They’ll want to check the wreckage to confirm I’m not inside. Keeping low to the ground, I hurried away from the crash as the hunters pulled up, hooting and hollering like the demented Americans they are. Now I don’t mean to say all Americans are demented. But the American hunters are an uncouth sort that takes a weird joy in killing, things being on fire, and vehicles getting into accidents. Whatever the case, their joyful hoots and hollers that I might be dead and arguments about who gets to take credit gave me time to get away. I hurried to the nearest neighborhood to search for a car to take.

ANNABELLA'S POV “ We have thirteen groups hunting for nine treasures, and each of the treasures contains a different parcel. The more parcels you get, the closer you are to claiming the price. The more you hunt, the more you closer you are to bringing the winner for this year's treasure hunt game! The group that emerges as the ultimate winner will be rewarded handsomely by the school. I believe all of you have your wolves!” “ Yes, sir!” we all shouted in unison.

"A 'T.I.S' I think." "Then look." He drew out the map inside, then showed it to them. "It's a treasure in the sea." "T.I.S. Treasure In Sea." Salvador nodded. "It's a match." "This one is T.O.N." Luna turned her's upside down, squinty her eyes at the letter. "Treasure On Land. I guess." "If it's all marked like this then it would be easy to find the one we are looking for, without needing to go through opening it and stuff." Wei hit on the point.

He saw this challenge just like he did most others - as a mountain to conquer, an adventure to undertake. "Who exactly is Nash?" she asked him. This wasn't the first time he and his teammates had mentioned that name. "Another treasure hunter. He and his team are also hunting for Rinaldi's fortune. This isn't the first time we've run into them, and I doubt it'll be the last. They're like cockroaches. We can't seem to get rid of them." His expression grew pensive as he looked down at her. "That said, I don't think they'll bother you if they know you don't have what they're after. Especially if you're halfway down the side of the canyon."

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

he demanded. But the tracker's gaze was fixed on Maeve, seeing something, or someone, long thought lost. "Their eyes," he whispered. Maeve's voice was a whisper. "What about them?" "Silver." My blood turned to ice. The tracker's voice dropped to a breathless whisper. "It's Silver Crown." Maeve went completely still. "No." "I saw the crest," the tracker insisted, his bloody fingers trembling. "A crown between two wolves." The mark. Her mark.

The first game was a treasure hunt game and they were expected to find the buried box of fake Gold in the mountain each group should return with at least a minimum of four and a maximum of as many as they could find and return by nothing later than 7:00 pm. With the treasure map handed over to each group, the whistle blew and they all set out for the treasure hunt. At first, Lindsey considered it fun, she went live on I*******m updating her fans on the things going on but as time passed, she grew tired and her legs began to very weak. "We just started, you have to manage till we find at least one gold box," Rose said persuading her to stand up. "No, I'm not sure I'm cut out for this kind of