Treasure State Novels & Stories

They nodded with understanding. ‘Okay. I got what you mean.’ Zealot affirmed. Captain Casablanca further explained on the usefulness of the beer particularly on the mission they would embark on to Ireland. ‘We’re going to the treasure Island. I mean we’re going to the place where treasure of the Irish government is.’ He looked at men, and continued with his discussion. ‘We will need the wonder beer to carry out our mission. The Treasure Island is always guard twenty hours per day all through the year. Comrades we are going for a difficult mission.’ He stopped to hear the comment of the two men, as they heave a sigh.

As soon as they arrive at the place that they was looking for, it was a surprise that the boat the them are in a same spot where each one would be going. What a coincidence. This is also the spot that I was about to go. Really, this is also the place that we stated on the map that I saw. A map. That was kind of cute. Was it a treasure hunting? ‘ Treasure. If there is really a treasure to be called. I can say that maybe that is really treasure hunting. Treasure is a price for those people that are looking for things. It is a reward for those who have conquered lots of problems. Treasure are those valuable things that you can get. Well, if when it comes to me life, we can say that maybe it is

They did not think it was possible for Wilbur to be so wealthy. However, the screenshot had proven them wrong, so Aite said, "Mister Penn, I apologize for my brashness with you just now. We do actually have detailed information on the treasure, including a map to get to it as well. That might sound ridiculous to you, but it's the truth. That treasure was actually left behind by a previous civilization. There's an entrance deep in the Vicente Primeval Forest that leads to an underground castle that the people from that previous civilization built to draw water from the great lake."

After Severin thought for a while, he said, "It seems that the treasure is not simply attained. Could it be a fourth-grade spiritual herb? Otherwise, you know that the spiritual beast is so powerful, and you still want to grab it… must be a little silly." Unexpectedly, Stephanie smiled and said, "That treasure is not a fourth-grade spiritual herb, but a fifth-grade spiritual fruit!"

With another regretful sigh, Devin muttered, "The Four-Sided Treasure Tower is in Oskia now—" "What?!" Harrison blurted. Due to the shock, he heard a buzzing sound in his ears, and his mind spun wildly. It took him some time to come to his senses. He immediately sat upright and asked loudly, "What did you just say?! Say it again!" Seeing that Harrison was sitting up in a rather wobbly manner, Devin marched forward to support his back and enunciated cautiously, "According to the official news from Oskia, the Four-Sided Treasure Tower has been returned to Oskia through secret channels. The Oskian government announced that the national treasure, which had been overseas for 200 years, has offici

I tell him. He looks at some of my other treasures, things that have come from hurricanes or tornados, things ripped from where they were by wind. “Your cave of treasures is like a fucking museum, Zephyr. I’ve seen Tana’s cave of treasures, but yours is…spectacular.” The wave of possessiveness rushes through me. What was Ishir doing in Tana’s cave of treasures? His head snaps to mine as a low, angry growl leaves my lips.

A silver heels caught her attention and she picked those with a matching little silver purse. As Regina approached the cashier to make her purchase, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. As she stretched the card to the female cashier, she looked at the card and looked at Regina and said, " This is a platinum express card! Whomever gave must really like you." Regina just ignored her and took her purchase and left. *** A week later

I take in a deep breath, lift the lid with a creak and gasp when I see the contents. My heart breaks into a sprint as I look down at the breathtaking, twinkling, diamond tennis necklace with a single diamond hanging from the centre, paired with two stunning drop-down diamond earrings. I tentatively trace my fingers over the jewels, at a complete loss for words. Never in my life have I ever seen or held something so beautiful.

"Why what?" "Why are you doing this to me?" he answered in a trembling voice. "I know you're angry, Cece, but—" "But what?" I cut him off. "You brought a pregnant woman home and then knelt before my father, begging to marry her. Am I supposed to congratulate you both ecstatically?" Jim paled. "It's not like that. Please, let me explain—" He pulled something out of his jacket. It was a pendant made from a bullet casing. Its surface had been polished smooth. It was clearly something he kept close and handled frequently.

“Sweet, spicy, chocolate.” “Stop sniffing. It’s the dessert.” I entered my office. “No. You’re lying, brother. We don’t do that. What’s going on? Your texts seemed urgent.” “Because it is.” I sat at my desk and showed him the finger in the jar. “Holy shit.” He picked it up, and he immediately knew it. “How is this possible?” “Someone is treasure hunting. Did you notice any case like this in Maine?” He shook his head and took a seat across from me. “No. Should we be worried?”