Amongst Thieves Novels & Stories

Az asked, pushing a cup of water towards the boy. Keg coughed suddenly. “My, I forgot! We caught the thief!” Az’s dark brow cocked. “Thief? Just one? Several sacks of food have gone missing. The gold to be shared in the villages have been halved. Not once have the guards successfully tracked down these miscreants. You mean tell me only one of them been caught?”

This was the first time he took part in their act. Hiding his uneasiness in front of his fellow thugs, Matthew shifted nervously in the saddle. There's a significant difference between thieving and robbing. Doing the former, he didn't need to confront his prey directly. He simply bumped into them, took what he wanted and disappeared before they even knew it. Robbing was a whole lot different thing.

He may be losing his mind, but somehow, that makes him see what others do not. I know he knows that I’m the dragon thief.

“I mean, I know the gang has been having problems because of this shadow thief and we are down in the ranks because we haven't been able to pull up a successful heist.” “Yeah, it sucks that I have to be reminded of it.” she replied. “Which is why I'm thinking, if we can't beat the shadow thief, what about beating the other lower ranking thieves?” “I don't understand,” Gemma said with a frown. “All I'm saying is Gemma, you are our computer guru. You can hack into their locations and find out where they are keeping their loot, we steal it and keep it as ours. We'd do that to every single thief out there till we rank second in the chart.”

One of the thieves immediately bowed and said, "Honorable Master Olivia, the murder case has nothing to do with our Thieves' Guild. We also found this suspect and wanted to arrest him and hand him over to the city guards." "Then let me see your sincerity," Olivia said. "As you wish." Two thieves from the Thieves' Guild immediately drew their daggers and pounced on him. The murderer also took out a hidden dagger from his chest and fought with the two thieves. It was obvious that he was also a thief. The two thieves were of the third class, so they were agile and flexible, comparable to top acrobats. Even though the killer was not wearing a badge, he was inferior and could not be of a high cla

At this time, the bodyguards, who had scattered around, suddenly appeared and shouted. “We caught that gang of thieves!” “What?” This instantly attracted everyone’s attention. Cindy was rather agitated, and she asked, “You caught those thieves? Where are they?” Soon, several thieves with injuries were taken to the deck by the bodyguards. Cindy was stunned when she saw the miserable state of those thieves. “What’s going on?” Tina stood on the deck unharmed, while the thieves she had deliberately sent to torture Tina were in a mess! “Mrs. Langford, this group of thieves must have a contradiction. They got hurt after fighting with each other.”

Either way, they needed to learn a lesson. We crept forward, keeping low as we maneuvered around the wagons. Their stolen bounty sat in neat piles, and I spotted a familiar emblem burned into the crates. Midnight Pack’s mark. These were ours. The thieves were speaking in hushed voices, but the wind carried fragments of their conversation. “—said the buyers would meet us at the next ridge.” “Not if those wolves catch us first. You heard what happened to the others.” “That was a fluke. This pack is soft.”

Feeling the wetness that was building up. I never felt this with Elvis, was that saying something? ”Tell you what,” he said and raised his head from looking in my bag. ”You do this job for me-no questions asked- or I take you and your bag to the cops.” I gulped, feeling worry stir in the pit of my stomach. The cops. They could choose to tie a lot of thefts to me. ”So, sweetheart,” he said, stepping closer once more.”What will it be?” * * *

A group of thieves is running through the streets with a valuable painting. Samantha, Andrew, and Nancy decide to take action. They chase after the thieves, dodging through the narrow streets and alleys of Venice. The thieves are fast, but the group is determined to catch them. Eventually, they corner the thieves in a small square, and a tense standoff begins. The thieves hold the painting above their heads, daring anyone to come and take it from them.

He has always been my voice of reason. He is also the reason that we joined the Thieve's Guild recently. He knew that with us stealing just enough to survive we would eventually get caught. If we were to join the Guild though, they would protect us. They would help us thrive and we would not have to constantly try avoiding their attention in the streets. If you can't beat them, join them right?