Amongst Thieves Novels & Stories

“Careful.” “Careful’s his middle name,” she snorted. “Eldest brother does the glaring. Theron does the thinking. The rest do the breaking.” The rest. Jax, leaning on the wall, sharp and watchful. Others I hadn’t met yet. Outside, boots scuffed on stone. Laughter drifted faintly. “We heard you came in chains,” Ida said matter‑of‑factly. “Smugglers from Bloodthorn side. That true?” I swallowed a mouthful of bread.

"Say hello to my business associate, Caterina. You'll love the man." The handle of the door turned, and the door creaked a bit as it opened. Business associate? Who the fuck was doing business with this fucking psycho? That was... that was absurd. But I couldn't be surprised. This was the whole mafia world, I guess. This was the kind of thing they did. I braced myself up, even with my heart pounding at about one hundred and fifty beats per minute, ready for whoever it was... until I saw the figure standing just beyond Alessandro’s shoulder.

Aurelia moved to Zinjo's back, and he carried on his way, “Lions must prove their worth to lead, I hope my brother succeeded, or else my people will be in much trouble.” “What makes you say that?” “Not all lions respect the land. Some see the outside world and seek to make our people in its image. This is not a good thing. Lions must be lions,” Zinjo said. He pointed to a door covering another tunnel. “The scent ends there.” Aurelia had seen the door type before it revolved with a simple push. “I think this is where the thieves guild meets. The city watch searched everywhere down here, and they came up empty, and now we found it on the first try?”

There was indeed a goddess-level thief that was not affiliated with the Silver Hands, and that particular thief had probably not even heard of their name. While everyone else was at their wit’s end with the theft from the day before, a certain thief beamed with smiles as she returned from her rewarding journey. She sat on top of the big pile of loot and enjoyed herself as she looked at her harvest with deep appreciation.

They are all happy but it was not still enough however they are not the only group who are stealing as they are all in one big group to survive in this city. In short, they are those that you called thugs, the young thugs. Thugs are everywhere in the city causing troubles and problems for others. But the people can't do anything as they are always getting away even with polices chasing them. You can tell that they are all experienced as they are all perfectly synch to their groups like fishes swimming in groups to avoid predators. "Let's go meet at the meeting!" "Aight." It was still noon that day and they are already planning to meet up with their other groups.

"You. Stand up." Sarah stood, her legs trembling, her eyes red from crying. Then he looked at David. "You too. Get up." The three thieves formed a semi-circle around them. They weren't searching the house anymore. They were watching the couple. "So," the lead thief said, leaning back against the wall, picking up interest, "you’re a cheat, huh? Why are you out there buying jewelry for side chicks when you have a wife at home?"

He hit the shelf hard. “Sable!” Asher called from the next row. “Two more on the side path.” “I have them,” Sable said. Steel hit wood. Someone swore. Ronan put the first thief down and did not look to see if he would rise. “The piece. Now.” The second thief got the slab up to his knee. I hit him before he could stand. The piece slammed back into the gap. The sound made my marked-from-nothing arm ache anyway, like the stone knew I was near.

She expertly appraised the contents of the room, taking stock of the treasures on display: Diamond-encrusted necklaces lay beside ancient scrolls, their yellowed parchment crackling with age, a Renaissance-era painting hung adjacent to a Buddhist monastery's intricately carved door and a gold-plated, gemstone-studded sarcophagus dominated the far wall, its lid slightly ajar lay amidst a lot of other treasures that most undisciplined thieves might have a hard time overlooking.

While it was manipulating the threads, it had eyes on a few thief players with the 'Sanming' guild tag currently hovering above their heads currently scattered over the area. The clone could see that the group of thieves was busy looking for the three players but had no idea where they went. After they had lost sight of the trio earlier, the group never saw the trio diving into the river so they were busy looking around the forest for any secret mechanism or entrances that may have been hidden in the area. The group completely ignored the river, as if thinking that it was impossible for the trio to have entered the water and have not resurfaced yet or could be hidden underneath when the wate

the young woman said. She was like an innocent white rabbit that had no clue about the world. Philip nodded. The next moment, she stood on guard again. These two guys in front of her looked a lot like those guys. “Are you the two thieves?” the young woman asked. “You're right. We are the thieves, indeed, but don't worry. We won't do anything to you,” Philip promised. However, the young woman's eyes lit up, and she asked, “Can I join you?”