Book Thief Audiobook Novels & Stories

Then he left. "Thief!?" She whispered. She didn't understand what was going on? She asked the girl in the room about this. "Why did they said that I'm a thief." "I don't know. But, I heard that you stole the king's very important book." The girl replied. Chenyin became confused. Stole? The king's book? What is she talking about? Finally she realized about the secret book. Where is it? She remembered that brother Jiao Long put it in a safe place. Did the king found it.

I reached out, my fingers trembling, and flipped the latch of the glove box. It clicked open with a sound that felt like a gunshot in the quiet car. There it was. A slim, black leather volume, bound in charcoal hide with no title on the cover. The Black Ledger. I gasped, the sound catching in my throat. I didn't even have to open it to feel the weight of the betrayal. I pulled the book out, holding it like it was a poisonous snake. "You had it," I whispered, my voice sounding hollow and strange. "You had it the entire time. The vault... the theft... Julian’s mercenaries... You let me believe we were losing everything. You let me believe my father was a liability because you already had the p

It doesn’t numb the pain, not yet anyway. I take another shot before going to the window and looking out over the kingdom. The view on this side of the castle is different. From here, I can see the place where I chased the thief last night. I can see the cliff where the thief leapt. When I first saw him jump, I thought it was suicide. Then, a bronze dragon caught him and flew him away. Just one more confirmation that the thief is a rider. The next morning, I’m up and dressed, ready to meet with my father’s advisors and see what needs to be done, when I hear trumpets heralding the approach of someone. A moment later, I hear someone running to my bedroom before there’s a knock at my door.

"What came to steal from me?” "I came to get my book," I answered entredentes. The old man frowned, tipping his head slightly. "I don't have any books.” "I'm not blind, he's in your hand.” The man had the audacity to try to hide the book on his bent back. "This bible was a gift from my adoptive daughter. You can't want to steal it. There are jewels in the drawers, money under the mattress. Leave my bible alone.”

She decides to read one of them aloud as there’s plenty of time and nothing else to do. Mariah starts reading “Dance of thieves” to Mr. Denis and she enjoys it herself as well. It’s a book about war for power among kingdoms and about fierce women. Mariah likes the book and doesn’t even realize that she’s been reading it for hours, when suddenly she feels an itchy feeling in her throat. So she puts down the book, drinks some water, injects some medicines and them checks up on the vitals. Mariah sits down and stares at the lifeless figure in front of her.

She cursed as she closed the book and slumped instead at the bed, staring at the ceiling without seeing it at all. No matter what happened, whether she be passed or not, she would do all her best to master her body-thieving ability. It’s the only way she could move ahead of the fate she’s been accursed with and brimming with determination, she fell asleep with a loud snore, turning on her bed as the wind from the open window flicked the page of the book she was reading.

Beautiful iridescent murals covered the walls, and the nearly unlimited power sources available to the society meant that being underground never meant feeling as if you were in a cave. Well. . . Rarely. For about an hour, Jacquard had been tracking the thief who narrowly escaped. The thief left with a book. He did not know the title but he felt it will definitely be one of the ancient books. He went straight to the shelf as if it was pointed to him. He felt unrest. After the whole thing, still, none of the guards showed up. It was as if they had been informed not to interfere. He felt so confused. Why did the guards not come to his aid even when they heard those deafening noises from inside

I found him so cool whenever he shared his faith with the whole family. I marched right up to the bays and handed my card to a teenager cashier at the counter to make a purchase. She was wearing a cute and tiny hairpin on the left side of her ear, her above shoulder-length black hair made her even more gorgeous. "Hello, Miss Astrid! It is good to see you here again." She cheerfully greeted me while placing my books on a paper bag printed with the name of the shop. "Hello, Marianne! Are you done with your class already?" She is the daughter of Mrs. Williams, who owned this bookstore.

I stared at Raymond, pretending to shocked “I was robbed Anabelle” For a moment I almost smiled at his pitiful expression. Of course I knew he was robbed because I was the one who robbed him. I was the one that sneaked into his vault and stole the fucking Diamond. I didn't know Raymond could sound this pitiful. I almost chuckle at the thought. And now I have to pretend to be shocked. “Oh my God” my eyes widened. “Was that what the noise was about? I was sleeping when I heard the noise and I was wondering what the noise was all about.”

Two years ago, my older sister Jaslyn and I were trapped in a housefire. The firefighters told Mom she had to make a choice. They could only save one of us. Mom chose me because I was closer to the door. Later, when she learned that the fire had been caused by us breaking into the neighbor's house to steal stuff, she grabbed me by the hair and yelled at me. "Your sister Jaslyn was a model student. There's no way she would steal anything. "You're the thief! If it weren't for you, she wouldn't have died!" From then on, I wasn't allowed to eat good food or wear nice clothes. Every day, I had to kneel before Jaslyn's portrait and atone for my sins. One day, the class fund went missing at