City Of Thieves Novels & Stories

She was on the last set of steps when she heard someone scream, "Catch that thief!" Surely, they had discovered that she had stolen the woman's purse and she laughed. Heavy footsteps racing down the stairs sounded behind her. Several police men were after her, she waited till they were very close before laughing one more time and breaking into a run The New York police department officers were after Red, hot on her heels. It was like a race, one which she would win as always. ____________ Red raised the window shield up before sliding her lean body through it. She was passing through the window to avoid being seen by the landlord in the hallway. She owed rent.

She’s not exactly a hero of justice, seeing the fallen victim from ‘The Cannibal’ just made it worse. “Inspector, take Jaemin and me to the crime scene” Rae stiffened. “On it” he replied short. * * * Jaemin sits next to Vaan, while Rae chose the backseat as her domain. She stares outside the police car as the car passes by the colorful street lights. Theister city was built by the millennials who are hungry for technology and advancement. Some even said this city is cursed, and a city of unification of evil.

"The administrative records showed the old merchant paths from decades ago. The wards are set for high ranking alphas, not lowly merchants. The glamour hides your presence completely. My disguise is simple and unassuming. Low ranking. No threat. We are invisible to them." We moved deeper into the outer rings of the city. The streets were busy with merchants hawking their wares, travelers moving between stalls, guards patrolling in pairs. I kept my head down, my eyes on the ground, but my mind was focused on the connection. The link to Elio gave me the layout of the city, the hidden paths, the weak points in their security. Rhydian stayed close to me, his presence steadying. "You know this ci

Other times, she felt his fire, defiant even through agony. It kept her moving. By dawn, they reached the foothills of Theras. The city loomed like a dream—or a nightmare. Its towers spiraled from silver roots, its walls gleaming with runes that shimmered faintly in the rising sun. Gates of crystal parted as if expecting them. But silence greeted them inside. No Elders waited, no guards. Only echoes and the weight of eyes unseen. Jayden’s voice dropped to a whisper. “They know we’re here.”

He could never train them such horrible actions … ever. “Professional thieves, I guess,” Lewis replied. “They would pull off some heists in rich mansions … or estates. I recall one that happened a few years ago in Andorhal’s Keep. We’ve lost a fortune because of those filthy thieves.” Tristan shifted his glance back to Bow. “Have you caught them?” “We got two of them … but we were too late,” Lewis sighed, “They’re like rats, Tristan. And it’s almost impossible catching one in huge cities.”

Vasilios said. "Yes, so rogues are bad?" Rhiannon asked Vasilios. "That depends on how they treat us, I had heard of this place, but I never imagined, it would be so big and so well organized." "What is this place?" Rhiannon asked. "The rogues are expelled wolves; some leave their packs own and turn rogue. This area around the yellow mountains has been a den of these outlaws for centuries. Over some time, they formed this city. They may not like us. So, we need to keep our identities a secret."

All my encounters at the square was nothing short of exciting and for now, I'd rather be a spectator than a partaker. "Did you know that they city could be so gruel?" I questioned without looking at him, my face still pressed to the window. I heard him shift, the sound of his material rustling against the leather chair. "What do you mean?" This time, I did shift to face him, "Beggars, thiefs and kidnappers. They walk amongst those people and you never know who is who."

They were going to pick us apart piece by piece and discard whatever they didn’t need! Fynn believed that the only way he could show me that this wasn’t as big of a problem as I feared, he needed to take me to the human city. I really didn’t want to go, but I had no other choice. We needed to find the vampire that did this and who had put us all in jeopardy. As we drove into the city, I couldn’t help but feel as if people were watching us, but Fynn told me I was just imagining things. As we arrived at our building, I half expected angry hoards to be standing in front of it, but people were just walking past going about their business. That surprised me a lot!

"I’ve been working for survival, Aiden. Everyone in this city is bought, sold, or broken. The question is, who is paying the highest price for your head?" Aiden felt the frost in his chest flare, a painful spike of cold that forced him to lean against the wall. "Maybe we should stop being the commodity and start being the currency." Ignis leaned in, his eyes bright with a feral, terrifying excitement. "I like that. Let’s go, Aiden. Let’s show them what happens when the product stops playing by the rules." They reached the grate, the iron bars slick with grime. Above, the muffled sounds of the city roared to life—the clatter of carriages, the shouts of merchants, the discordant music of a dyi

That box has been on hundreds of heists with me and we've pulled it all successfully until the last that sent me to jail and also brought me back here. I ran my hands over my precious tools,my babies and picked up the vault's map and returned the box back to hiding. “Now let's get to work,” I said, unfolding the map. “He might have double or triple up his security but he surly doesn't knows silent Mira I get into anywhere I target silently” “What are you looking at?” I could swear my heart stopped beating and I died for a few seconds. I was so engrossed looking at the map that I didn't know when Raymond came in.