Caught Stealing Audiobook Novels & Stories

His voice caught. Lily couldn’t take it anymore. “What is it?!” Dante didn’t answer. Aurora stepped closer. And read the message aloud, slowly— “I’ve taken something valuable from you.” Silence. Aurora continued. “If you want to see it stay alive…” A pause. Her voice dropped lower. “…stop the audit.” The world seemed to stop. Dante looked straight at Aurora. Lily’s eyes widened. “The audit?” Dante swallowed hard. “This doesn’t make any sense…”

"You asked for the devil's help, remember? It's a little late for moral qualms about my surveillance experience." I want to tell him I only asked because I had no one else to turn to, because Rowan would think I’m insane, and because Sebastian is the only person I know who operates in the grey areas of life. Who understands that sometimes you have to bend the rules to get to the truth. Who won't judge me for doing something that feels dangerously close to stalking. But the words die in my throat. Because Jane’s car is slowing down. And I see the Grandview Hotel rise ahead of us.

He paused, then looked at me. "If you want, I can alter its structure. Break the connection. I can even make it backfire on the person who cast it." So that was how it was… No wonder she became some so-called 'lucky streamer.' She was not lucky. She was burning through my luck, stealing my life. "How much?" I asked without hesitation. "I don't charge," he replied, calm and firm. "Stopping things like this is a good enough reason." I froze for a second, then immediately handed him the paper.

"My name is Sloane. I represent the 'Clean Slate Initiative.' We believe the Great Audit was a mistake a chaotic disruption of the global order." ​"The 'Order' was a lie built on stolen identities," I said, stepping out from behind the press. "The Audit gave people back their lives." ​"The Audit gave them a burden they aren't prepared for," Sloane replied, stepping closer. "Responsibility is a heavy weight, Aara. We’re here to lighten it. Give us the childhood journals. Give us the formula for the solvent, and you and Mr. Thorne can stay in your little stone cage forever."

Aki said before tears started falling from her eyes. Neither of them could comfort Aki because they couldn't believe it themselves. "I've been following you guys since I saw you talking secretly every night. I learned about the ghoul thing, which makes me want to mock you two. But I thought there was some catch because something's fishy between you two. Until I saw that book," Aki said. She was referring to the book she stole from Raia that day. The other two looked at her while listening to what she was saying.

The scent— I remember it. I stagger back. The world narrows to the pounding in my skull, the thing clawing its way into my mind, unraveling my thoughts, twisting my memories. The trees ripple like water, their edges bleeding into one another. I can hear it breathing. Not with my ears—with my soul. The Rogue is inside my head. I claw at my throat, my nails lengthening into something inhuman, scraping against skin, desperate to rid myself of the scent, of the infection it carries. My other hand stays human, useless.

I sighed and leaned back and heard something click behind me. Quickly sitting upright, I turned to see what had made the sound and realized that the fake pillow had moved! Another click echoed through the room and this time a compartment opened in the armrest of the enormous cement throne. I took a peek and inside there was a book. An ancient book by the looks of things. I looked at Freya with wide eyes and then looked at the book again.

"Could I check it out or something?" Cole gestured around us. "Does it really look like there is someone to do that?" My cheeks flushed down in embarrassment, and I looked back down at the book. I really didn't want to have to put it back. "Just steal it," Cole said, and my eyes shot up to his. "What?" I asked, making sure I heard him correctly. "Steal it," he said with a shrug. "In fact, take whichever books you want. It's not like anyone will really notice them missing. And I think there are copies somewhere. If not, no big deal, right?"

Steal? “Audrey can, we just have to get her ready.” “No.” “I can do it.” Audrey found herself saying and Damien rolled his eyes. “Yes, you can.” Clyde said and she walked to them, she sat next to Clyde and smiled. “No, you can't, it's stealing, not taking. You are just going to whine till you get caught.” “She is perfect for it, we just have to tell her what to do.” “Yeah, it's going to be easy.”

I didn’t want to take that, but if I’d returned it, they’d have taken the cost out of my hide. My guts gurgle. I’m gonna hurl. Over by the circulation desk, Brody and his crew have noticed the excitement. Brody surveys the library, his close-set piggy eyes narrowing on us at the back tables. Bevan slouches down in his chair. “Fuck. Who stole what?” The scavengers at the next table over eye us. “Don’t bother,” Brody says to Brynn. “We know where it is.” His fat nostrils flare.