A Stolen Past Novels & Stories

"I thought he would change. I also saw you loved him so much, and I can't see you broken heart. And when I heard tiding that you two were married this year, I thought Ethan had changed. But I was wrong about it. He's having an affair with a girl who lives far from Seattle." Tabitha did not respond to what her good friends said. She can't blame anyone else for her broken heart and how Ethan betrayed her. A long time ago, it should be competent to see the truth, but Tabitha deeply falls into blind love instead. She adores Ethan and trusts him.

Laura is positive that she could live for half a year without working just by selling the chest. Admiring its superior quality, she subconsciously traced the carvings down to a keyhole. Just like some sort of reflex, her hands made its way to the small key that’s hanging around her neck as a necklace, under her sleepwear. “Never, ever take this off.” She could still hear the echoes of Olivia’s voice in her head. It sounded like she’ll get discovered in no time once she loses it. Casting away all these thoughts, she takes off the necklace and uses the key to open the chest.

“I’m not giving up, I’m being careful, I can’t steal from Fred Manchester.” “We moved to California from Rhode Island just because of this, for greener pastures and now you’re being a coward.” “Why don’t you get it,” Sloane’s voice was louder this time. “I don’t want to be a part of this.” Phoebe looked disappointed as she stood from the bed and walked to Sloane. “You came here and achieved nothing.” “Oh the only thing I achieved unconsciously was seeing my past, my forgotten past.” “She’s your mother.”

he said, feeling guilty. " We faced our cruel fate and conquered, didn't we?" Stella responded swiftly trying to clear him of his guilty conscience. Rissa just lay still, pretending to be asleep as she listened in on their conversation and wondered how long it was going to take her to recuperate. Or would she ever get a second chance with Liam as her mother did with Abraham? Her career, which she had built for so long before she met Liam, was all shattered because of a fling she never intentionally had.

Back then, my pride couldn't handle even the smallest bruise, so I shot back, "I'm just playing with her." Selena sighed in relief upon hearing that. Then, she added, "I asked that deaf-o for answers on the last test, but she pretended not to hear. Since she wants to act deaf, let's make sure she can't hear at all. Jon, if you take her cochlear implants, then I'll believe you're not serious about her." Looking back, I realized just how foolish I was. I actually stole Madeline's cochlear implants and threw them away. Regret washed over me when I saw the confusion in her eyes and the desperation on her parents' faces as they knelt before everyone. But I didn't know how to confess my wrongdoing

The man chuckled weakly. “He still wants her.” Dominic’s voice turned cold. “I’m aware.” The man leaned forward as much as the ropes allowed. “You stole something that belonged to him.” Dominic stood slowly. “That’s where you’re wrong.” He stepped closer. “She was never his to begin with.” The man shook his head. “You don’t understand.” Dominic’s gaze sharpened. “Then explain it to me.” The man hesitated. Victor crossed his arms. “You should talk,” he said. “Your life depends on it.”

That I saw everything. Want to tell him that his days are numbered. That everything he stole will be returned to its rightful owner. But I don’t. Because the time isn’t right yet. So I just nod. “Understood.” “Good. Then we’re done here.” I stand. Leave the lounge. Walk through the mansion that used to belong to Mario. Past the artwork he collected. The furniture his wife chose. The home he built. All of it stolen by the brother he trusted. And I think about how much longer I have to play this game.

“Bella,I know you were a petty thief when I picked you up but then, this is huge! Do you realize the implications of what you just did? You are dragging my name down the mud again. Just when I thought I was free from scandals.” I scoffed in disbelief.”You’ve got to be kidding me! I was an art thief. I stole only art just because it was the best way to make ends meet. Any other petty stealing I did back then was all for survival. Now that all that is behind me,why would I even go back to that lifestyle? I finally found something I am good at and now you rub it in my face that I’m a thief?” He took one giant stride and closed the space between us,covering my mouth with his large palm.

Peter A jolt of shock and disbelief surged through me as I processed Vasil's words. Stolen? When? How? "Stolen?" I repeated, my voice edged with frustration and desperation. "What do you know about the theft?" Vasil sighed heavily, his expression revealing his own disappointment. "It was taken just a few days ago... Right around the time you went into a coma. The theft was executed with an alarming level of sophistication. The museum's security was bypassed entirely. They're working on recovering the surveillance footage."

“Hey, you asked me to stand out as much as possible and I did just that. Everyone in that museum is going to remember the loud pregnant woman with the large hand fan.” He couldn’t deny her logic. It had definitely worked because the last he heard, the Laod’s police were looking for the load pregnant woman with diamonds to sell. Still, it would be better if he worked alone from here on. There was too much at stake. The Boss would not be pleased to know that he was stealing from him and returning those stolen pieces back where they belonged. He had since learn that there was no future for him unless he made peace with his past and this, he figured, was the best way to go about it.