Dance Of Thieves Series Novels & Stories

I just have to make sure that they want to hire me first. When I walk in, nobody takes a second look at me at first. Not until I pull down the hood of my cloak and they see my long brown hair flowing down my back. Nobody but nobility normally grows their hair long as it just gets in the way of the commoner's lives. I have always been a thief so as long as I pull my hair back it has never bothered me much. It is not much but it is the only thing of mine that is truly mine and I do not want to see it go.

But Robin and Adonis were quick to react, their movements synchronized with practiced precision. They closed in on the thief, their bodies moving as one, their skills honed through years of training. A struggle ensued—a dance of agility and strength as they fought to subdue their elusive opponent. Their words were punctuated by the sounds of scuffling, grunts of exertion, and the occasional crash of toppled objects. The stakes were high, and the outcome of this encounter would shape their reputation as protectors of the palace. Finally, with a well-timed maneuver, Robin and Adonis overpowered the thief, pinning him to the ground. The room fell silent once more, save for the thief's labored b

"My blood pressure just skyrocketed. What kind of insane family forces their daughter, who scored high, to apologize to a cousin who failed the exams?!" "What kind of manipulative witch is Naomi Gibson? She copied her cousin's work for three years, got exposed during the real exams, framed her cousin for hiding her admission ticket, and then claimed her cousin's exam score as her own? I'm actually speechless." "Stella got it the worst. Her whole family treated her like the villain, forced her to kneel and apologize, stole her celebration, and even told her not to wear makeup because they were afraid she'd outshine her cousin? I'm disgusted."

I felt my blood starting to boil, my nerves edging up and that disruptive feeling of protectiveness rising to it’s peek. I stared daggers at the screen as I tapped the history button to see what else Rose had been browsing. ’Beginner lap dancing’ ’Erotic dancer tutorials’ Erotic dancing for beginners’ ’Lap dances for beginners’ Learn how to lap dance’ My eyes were darting back and forth between all the titles of videos Rose had watched. ’Strip dancing tutorial’ ’Striping moves and how to learn’ I went down further down until it showed no more videos. It dated back to the first day she had arrived. She had been learning how to lap dance through tutorials.

As she is reading the file, her hands start shaking and her anger is palpable. “Nieta?” Damaro asked. Thalia looks at me, and I see Nyx is wanting to come through, “Aiden, I don’t just want the kill shot. He gets one full day of torture from me in the same form he did to my mother. I want the strongest men we have there too.” I smirked, “A reenactment? I think that can be arranged.” “Good.” She said threateningly low. Valeno then asks, “What is in that folder?”

Rebel POV. I stand from my bar stool; I begin to dance as I make my way through the crowd. Esmee Denters Outta Here is playing. Whoever requested this is a fucking legend. I twirl, taking out the concealed blade that is strapped to the inside of my thigh. As I twirl again, I flick my wrist and it hits its target. Raising my arms in the air, I move my hips as I dance towards James. I smirk, seeing he is dead. I walk away, still dancing. I don’t need to worry about my prints being on anything, as I have the latest tech on my fingertips that conceals them.

The Scarlet Thief taking the initiative to attack was exactly what Leon wanted. Leon stepped forward and launched his Earthly Plunder to counter the Scarlet Thief's Fiery Serpent.

The aura this red-eyed man was emanating was too much for my poor soul. Listening to what my father said, I realized he was in debt, once again! Now that he had no money, what was he going to trade? I wondered as I thought back to a pendant of mine he had almost snatched when he was in debt, claiming it could also pay his debt. That day was a day worth recalling… “And what are you going to use to pay me? Be quick about it, my patience is so little,” Mr. red eye said, and I noticed the nonchalant expression he had on. One look at that expression told me that killing was a piece of cake for him.

The first thief that had exclaimed, asked. “It's the drink!” The second one exclaimed finally realizing. He was holding a cup of the juice but when he realized it, he threw it away. “What?” They all screamed, then looked at us. “What did you do? You knew about this drink?” The leader asked, turning to Damien who kept quiet to save himself. “You, you bastard.. “ One of the thieves stuttered but couldn't complete his sentence. He suddenly fell to his knees and in seconds he was snoring very loudly.

He stood just before her to feel her fear, but was stunned when found nothing. Grabbing her arms, he pulled her to him and asked. “Before you what? You can not do anything.” She tried to get herself free, but his grip became tight, hurting her arms. “I would have finished your story that day if Abbu hadn't called. But it's okay! Revenge is sweeter when it's old.” Danger dripping from his voice With all strength she had, Subh-Dil freed herself from his grasp and slapped his face, hard. “I am not that old, innocent Soni, whom you can take advantage of, I am Subh-Dil Ammar, and my husband knows how to deal with you. So leave.”