Bone Thief Novels & Stories

"Not on a person. On a convoy." "The Valerius shipment?" Catherine realized. "Exactly," Jack smiled, a cold, wolfish expression. "Valerius hired the 'Arctic Fox' mercenary group to guard it. I know the leader, a man named Steiner. He has no loyalty, only a price list." "You’re going to bribe him?" "No," Jack shook his head. "I’m going to hire him to rob himself. I’m offering him double what Valerius is paying to deliver the bone marrow to me instead."

HIBARA THAT INSIGNIA OF a ghost winking and with a laughing smile holding out a high-five was something I’d seen in my dearest father’s case files before. It seems that this internationally famous thief, Ghost Hand, was someone that the Greatest Consulting Detective of the Century can’t even capture. Of course, Mom has no access to the police files of the Theft-Robbery-Burglary Division since she’s in the CID. “Why are there a lot of kids here?” A voice that could make me roll my eyes sounded from behind.

And no other man, including Mazov couldn't touch her. It was eight in the evening when Mazov walked in his room. She was sitting on his bed with her head rested on her knees. He sat beside her and pulled out a photo from his pocket. " Your last test is to steal the pen drive from this man. " He told giving the photo to her. " Isn't he Mr. Rodriguez? Our Health minister.. " Catalina asked surprised. " No, he is a thief for me. With this, I will check your persuasion skills and presence of mind. He will be in Hotel Dalefess. Is it okay ,kitty? " Catalina nodded. She hid her smile forming on her lips. The task was so easy.

Only one person had ever called me that. Could it be him???? Ice slid down my spine. I tore the envelope open with shaking fingers, unfolded the single sheet inside, and read: Little Thief, You have five hours to return every damn thing you removed from my mansion at 47 Hawthorne Lane. If the items are not restored (undamaged and in full) prepare to face the consequences of your actions. Regards, Leonardo Blackwood.

I scolded myself. The reputation of the company will start to drain for sure and because of those backstabbing clients, it will have a huge loss too. I don’t know how Mr.Stone is handling all these in the first place… *Mr.Stone Pov* I am currently sitting in front of the television in my cabin along with my sister. We heard each, and everything came out of those liars. “Are you ok? ” Di asked, placing a hand on my shoulder. I didn’t reply and just sat there. I already suspected those clients to be weird that day.

Andre drove over to Sky Hills with his best friend and most trusted underling. They sat in his car, waiting. After a while, he looked at his time and then his best friend, Drew, and asked, "Are you certain that Bull will be here?" "Of course, I would never lie to you," Drew replied. "He has bitten off more than he can chew, and this is the best opportunity. He should know that he doesn't stand a chance against the leader of the Black Scorpions. He is nothing before you."

* * * * * * * * * * Just like any other day, I get up from my bed. My name is Alex Stones, a billionaire. I own several businesses around the country and even outside the country, so money is not a problem for me. All I want right now, that one thing I want so badly right now, is only Seline. If I manage to get her, my life will be perfect. I will be the happiest and the luckiest man on this planet.

"Nope." I clasped my hands behind my back, digging my nails into my skin until I bled. Jeffrey looked at me and continued, "Stop playing these childish games, Eleanor. Ives and I were the ones who funded the construction of these villas. We can give it to whoever we want. You've already taken more than enough. Remember, Rhianne is my real sister. She is the rightful Ms. Shaw and deserves to live a life our family can provide. Do you hear me?" "Crystal clear." I nodded meekly.

No matter which thug Jewel sent, that ex-heiress always managed to send the thug away unscathed. Disgusting slime. Like a gum stuck in the deepest groove of a shoe. She. ‘I’ll incinerate the whole fucking shoe then,’ hissed the Virtus princess. ***** He was waiting for her. Ben, son of the ex-Mafia King’s gardener. When she first saw him, he was around her age, a scrawny kid that reminded Jewel of the soil that his father works with. Standing confidently in cargo pants and a black T-shirt obviously too huge for him, Jewel had thought that he was the next Mafia King—not the shivering tall kid beside him, who was Ralph.

Like a fool. " So, when will her family be coming? Are you ready to receive them?" " Only her twin sister will come." " A twin sister?" Asked Dylan, surprised. " Yes, a twin sister. Two Diamond Crunchers with the same face, under my roof... I'm truly cursed, my dear friend." His friend said nothing. He heaved a dejected sigh as he emptied his glass again, turning back to the window as if hoping to see the solution to his problems coming from afar...