Books About Art Thieves

When Evie Crichton comes to Sirius she has no idea how the placement on the planet will change her life. On her first assignment in her new base she meets Ethan Nacher, the chief of a military team stationed near the base. From the very first moment dark handsome Sirian is a mystery that keeps her awake at night. But his behavior is just confusing-one minute it seems he wants to keep his distance and the next he is everywhere she goes. For Ethan Evie Crichton is like an unattainable dream. He loses his head for her the first minute he sees her. But he is just a Sirian soldier put in charge of protecting the Earthian base and he is convinced a beautiful Earthian girl would not ever care to look at him. Unexpected attack on the base forces Ethan to make on the spot decision. He saves Evie from the bombarded base and takes her on a journey through the jungle to his home city. He promises that when they get there he'll help Evie contact another base and return to her people. But will she want to return? On the journey despite her better judgement Evie falls for the handsome soldier more and more every day. However Ethan seems to treat her just as a burden for his team. Was the chemistry that seemed to have been building between them before just in Evie's head? As they face dangers on their way they will both have to face their feelings as well and decide whether they are stronger than reason.

"Take it all in, little star...Let me stretch your tight and slippery walls...." He whispered into her ear with his deep and husky voice... ***** Laura Sterling was once a brilliant, untouchable CEO...until she fell for Derick, the humble janitor no one trusted. Ignoring every warning, she handed him her empire, her fortune, and her future. Then her world collapsed. Her family died in a plane crash. Derick’s mask fell away. He locked her inside their home, fed her pills that stole her strength and her mind, and finally framed her for a crime that sent her to prison for five brutal years. When she emerged broken, weakened, but alive....Then Derick’s older brother, Aaron Cole, appeared. A ruthless tech billionaire and one of the most powerful lawyers in the country, and he is obsessed with her ... Aaron made a chilling offer: he would free her from Derick… but only if she agreed to live with him for 365 days. One year. In that time, she must fall in love with him. If she fails, he will return her to the monster who nearly destroyed her. Now trapped in Aaron’s glittering world of wealth and danger, Laura must decide: surrender her shattered heart to the man who both saved and claimed her… or risk being thrown back into hell. The clock is ticking. And this time, there’s no escape. **Trigger warning**This story contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and scenes that may be triggering to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

Married in secret for five years, Yvonne Singer always thought I was just a washed-up nobody from a fallen family. What she didn't know was that I was the sole successor to Guzman Group, the world's largest venture capital firm. She tricked me into attending a cocktail party for the sake of her male best friend, Francis Yorke, and forced me to toast my sworn rival. Furious, I shattered the wineglass in my hand and snapped, "Yvonne, don't push me! Believe it or not, with a single word from me, your company can disappear from the stock market by tomorrow!" Panic flickered in her eyes. The next second, she threw herself into my arms. "Honey, I just needed your help. I didn't mean to hurt you." She then personally fed me a hangover pill and gently escorted me to a private room. When I woke up, I was hanging upside down from a drop tower. Francis slammed the switch. I was sent flying dozens of feet into the air, then plummeting straight down into the water. As my consciousness began to waver, I forced myself to make an emergency call. "Mr. Chance, contact global media outlets. Before nightfall, I want headlines showing them begging on the streets!"

Sara Terrence, a beautiful and young girl , following her traumatic childhood experiences and come to the point of her life , where she gets caught up in a love triangle as she experiences turns of event between Dave her defender and Lily her comforter. What holds it for the trio, as the battle for the love of Sara Terrence unfolds??Who will Sara choose and who will lose Sara?

A villain is gone, but new ones always arise, waiting for the right moment to strike. She died in a way no one had ever expected or could ever have imagined. But, she left something behind. Something precious which miraculously ended in my arms. In my care. And as life continued to move on without her, I grew to realize something. Every human’s heart is twisted deep within and broken, as they wait for the right person to heal them, or the wrong person to break them more. This is me, Adira. And this time, it isn't only my story. **** Book 1: Heart of a Betrayed Wife.

“Camille, I’ll love you forever!” Jameson let out a low, agonized growl. Just as he was about to climax, his phone suddenly began to buzz. He ignored it, of course. Now was hardly the time. However, his phone lit up again. The moment he saw the text on the screen, his body froze. Camille heard him answer the call. “Hello?” In the deep silence of the night, the voice on the phone cut through the stillness, clear and unmistakable. “Jameson, did you know that Sylvia—” Jameson switched languages and cut in with a sharp command, “Keep it down. It's not a good time.” The other person switched languages too, though he was still loud. “The hospital results came in. Sylvia is in the final stages of cancer. She only has a month left! Her last wish is to become your wife. Can you grant her that before she passes?” Jameson’s expression changed immediately. “What?! Wait for me!” He ended the call and turned to Camille. “Camille, something urgent came up. I need to step out for a bit. Be good and stay home. I’ll be back after you’ve had some sleep.” Before she could respond, he rose to wash up, changed his clothes, and left without looking back. Moments later, her phone buzzed. Sylvia: [Camille, you lost. I told you—Jameson has always been mine.] Right above it was a message from three days ago: [If I tell him I have cancer, do you think Jameson will leave you and come to me? I bet he will.] Camille’s gaze slowly shifted from her phone screen to the open bedroom door. What Jameson did not know was that she had already picked up a new language. She understood every word of that call. After a long moment, a faint, bitter smile appeared on her face. “Yeah, I lost...”

I stood at his foot, looking him over. The way he kept up his arms, made the muscles of his arms bulge, leaving those on his abdomen flexed. He looked like a model posing for a casual photo. Just then, a disturbing thought entered my head as I stared at his body. I closed my eyes and shook my head to expunge the illicit thought that crept into it but the thought became vivid behind the darkness. I flipped them open and stared at him again. Then throwing caution and the thought of the dreadful future out the window, I crouched on all fours and crawled on both sides of him till I was face to face with his chest. Slowly, I laid my body on top of his, placed my palms on his chest, and rested my jaws on it. The body contact sent warmth and something sweet up and down my body, going to rest on its usual place below my waist. He still had his eyes closed but I knew he was awake because his face slowly lit up in a beautiful smile, then ever so leisurely, his arms slid down and wrapped around my waist.

When Ivy moves to a small town for a fresh start, she meets her neighbor, Rafe, who quickly becomes her friend. Little does Ivy know, Rafe is a werewolf, and as Ivy gets to know him and his family, she finds herself falling in love with him. Unfortunately, Ivy begins to realize that their relationship may be doomed because of their different backgrounds and secret werewolf heritage. Can Ivy and Rafe overcome their differences and find a way to make their relationship work?

"Liam will never love you even if I am gone! He loves me and our child! He said that I will be the only woman who will carry his child!" said Mari to the woman in front of her, the childhood friend of her fiancé who is delusional about being loved by Liam. "HAHAHA!!! And you believe it? Let me tell you something, do you remember the time when Liam did not go home to you after my birthday party. He was with me that time, we were together the whole night. He kept on making love with me until I am so full inside. The result of that night is this, my pregnancy Mari. I am pregnant with Liam's child! So he doesn't need you anymore!" Elizabeth despises Mari a lot that is why when she got to know that she is pregnant with the man she had always wanted she knew that she needed to dispose of Mari. Elizabeth pushes Mari down the stairs and with her pregnant belly, the impact of her fall was twice the pain she had felt. She knew that she is losing so much blood and that she might be experiencing a miscarriage but she got no strength to call for help. The woman who pushed her reveals a lot of secrets before she calls for help along with her sympathetic act while revealing as well her pregnancy. Mari didn't want to believe the women who wanted to take her fiance away from her. But with his confession of his sin, Mari's tears flow down all she wanted now was to save her child and life. All of this happened in a mere dream of Mari, when she woke up she no had recollection of what her dream was.

My parents died in an accident when I was 16 years old. That leaves me and my stepbrother, Freddie Sanford, to rely on each other. At 20 years old, I get drunk and confess my feelings to him. But instead of being gentle as usual, he lashes out in fury. "Rosalie Hunter, do you have no shame at all? I'm your brother!" From that day on, he gets back together with his first love, Bianca Reed. His attitude toward me plummets and turns cold as ice. What Freddie doesn't know is I'm sick. To me, every day feels like a countdown. On the day of their wedding, I quietly reach the end of my life. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to two years ago. At the same time, I learn an unbelievable piece of news. Freddie has been dead for three years.