Only Mine の小説・ストーリー

She might just wake the dead. We ran towards the mine, keeping low. I didn’t see any guards about, and it was quiet. Too quiet. ‘I don’t like this.’ Ray linked. ‘Where are the guys?’ ‘I’ve tried linking them, but I came up blank.’ It could be the silver deposits that remained in the mine blocking us.

Mine Alone. If I can’t have her, no one would have her.

I asked casually. Ryan tilted his body to face me. “Is there anything you want to know?” “Anything?” He nodded. My brow quirked. I could think of a few things but I also did not want to pry or worse, ask him anything that would make him run away.. “Let’s take a rain check on that. I will save my question for something more important. As for the mines…” I lowered my voice to a whisper. “They have magic ore. All the different kinds all the way up to platinum.”

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I open the bag. A key glints in my palm. Old-fashioned, heavy, not a practical key at all—one of those glossy, romantic replicas, long neck, ornate head cut into a heart if you tilt it, into a blade if you don't. A tiny metal tag hangs from black thread: MINE on one side, TO KEEP on the other. The room tilts. Sound drops out to a pinpoint. The kettle clicks in the kitchen; I'd forgotten I'd put it back on. My phone buzzes with a calendar ping. The spreadsheet waits on my screen.

One. Small. Mine. And nobody took it from me before it was finished.

“They’re involved in a lot of things, but their main business is the mines. The luminite mines.” “Luminite?” I repeated. “Yeah. They own almost all the luminite veins in the city. That’s where most of their wealth comes from.” I frowned a little, remembering what I’d heard about luminite before. Rare gemstones that were said to glow faintly in the dark, known for their healing properties. They were expensive—almost impossible to find unless you were part of the elite. People wore them to show off status, and in some circles, it was even said that they could strengthen the body if handled by the right kind of person.

Wilbur followed Punter back into town, who drove the two of them to a mansion north of Bruille Town. Punter got out of the car. "Come with me, Mister Penn. This is where Mister Buck, the owner of Tuttle Mine, lives. As long as you pass his test, you'll be able to enter Tuttle Mine. Also, Mister Buck will grade you based on your powers. There are ten grades in total. At grade one, you'll be able to take out a hundred kilograms of copper ore from the mine, and at grade ten, you can take out a thousand kilograms of copper ore."

"But you'll take money to create the illusion of it." "That's different." "If believing that makes you happy, then go ahead and think it, Abbey Girl. It sure doesn't worry me what anyone thinks about this whole thing. As soon as I get these processed, I'll send them up to your lover's wife and cash in. That's all I care about." "You're cheaper than me," Abbey said with a grin. Lucy’s irreverent attitude was somehow reassuring. Her friend was right, and Abbey knew it, deep down. She just had to admit to herself that it actually was about money—just not Damien Vane's. And not in exchange for sex.