Treasure Kprofiles Novels & Stories

The poor cub managed two small bites before his eyes rolled back, his system slipping into a deep, feverish unconsciousness that made the heart monitor scream in the quiet room. A sharp vibration against my thigh broke the silence, and I pulled out the screen to see a raw data dump from Leif Perez. The wolf Harper met after leaving the sector is named Kairi Torres—a high-level material designer at the Alice studio. She was flagged as the primary silver-weave donor for Averi’s registry profile before the cancellation cleared.

Then he told me about established singers, actors, and even politicians. “C'mon,” Casey said, turning to him. “The most visible one is our professor.” Then she turned to me and said, “She's a rogue wolf who still hasn't confessed anything about her past to us. Some wolves don't want to share their secrets. They just want to live a normal human life in peace. The choice is theirs. It's easy to get out of trouble if you just feign being a human.” Casey said, adding another piece of information.

A few seconds later, the two broke the gaze as Primo decided to be the one to answer her. “To tell you the truth, ma’am, we’re aware of the existence of the treasure.” Primo remarked, widening Kris’ eyes in surprise. Are they seriously going to tell her the truth?! After putting him in a chokehold?! Kris looked at Primo with disbelief on his face. Primo just cast a glance at him and continued. “As well as the cost of possessing it.” Gemini listened intently, though she was surprised to know that they knew about it, too.

he says to me. I was so amazed at the way he acted and also his looks. He was a man of his word, and I was willing to work with someone like him. I was just smiling and watching everything about him. "I am so impressed; I am really impressed. So, let us get to business. I have been communicating with Tracy K., one of your workers. I guess he would have told you about everything we discussed," I asked Treasure, the werewolf hunter, as he called himself.

Treasure crosses her arms, waiting. I take a deep breath. 'Here goes nothing.' "Listen. When I came here...yes, I'm the chairman of Valcour International. But the plan from the beginning was to hide my identity and observe my employees up close. I wanted to mingle, to act like a regular employee so I could watch them, understand them. I just took over as chairman. I needed to know who I was really working with." Treasure's expression softens slightly, but she's still skeptical.

I look back at the profile, there's no pricing list anywhere, just a row of golden dollar signs, six to be exact. What the hell does that even mean? Is it a tier? A ranking? A warning? “Next one,” Mark says, already leaning in. I suppress the sigh building in my chest and nod instead. I click out of the profile and scroll until another catches my eye. The man is maybe thirty, give or take. His profile picture is sharp and polished, him in a clean-cut navy suit, tie perfect, hair styled like he just stepped out of a boardroom. It looks more like a professional networking photo than a kink app profile.

His golden eyes burned into mine. "Sera," I whispered. My voice shook. "Please. I did not mean to wake you. I was only curious." He smiled. Sharp teeth flashed. But his touch stayed gentle on my body. He pulled me closer until my soft belly pressed against his hard stomach. I felt something thick and hot against my thigh. It throbbed. It was huge. "Sera," he repeated. Like he was tasting my name. "I am Vaelor. Dragon king. And you are my treasure now."

“You’re lucky Thomas came to me first, because Goldwing won’t give you a second chance. I told the wolves you were harmless. Don’t make me a fucking liar, Riordan.” “Fine,” he said angrily. “I won’t.” Rosalyn studied him. She knew it had to be difficult being the only one of your kind, unsure if you were the last one or not. “Go downstairs,” she ordered. “I’ll let Eden know you can have your pick, whatever you want tonight. Forget about the Alpha. Forget about the girl.” Rosalyn reached into her pocketbook and pulled a gold coin from it. It had the Ouroboros on one side and a fierce dragon head on the other. It was a symbol of elite membership for the dungeons below. She offered it to him.

I listen as they speak “She is your true mate you dumb ass, you cannot have heir from another person. It would be weak and pointless; it could never compare to your true heir from your true mate.” “Fine, but once she has my heir, then she has gone.” “As long as it is a male, I don't care what you do with her after.” “But no one can find out that she is my mate. I don't want people to see what a worthless mate I have.” “Fine, we will hide it as best as we can.”

I have a part time job and I need to maintain an excellent grades and keep my low profile. My step father let me out of the mansion for conditions. One of the conditions is that, I need to keep a low profile. That's why my Professors don't give me special treatment. Some professors are just really unfair. I know that my dad has a huge investments and he's also a shareholder here but I don't need to tell everyone about that.