Famous Fictional Thieves Novels & Stories

The private investigator had come through. For the right price, one could find out anything, down to what color socks a man wore on a Tuesday. The burglar went by the street name Rat, and his real name did not matter. What mattered was that he was a gambler, and most of what he stole ended up lost at underground card tables before the week was out. Dad studied the photograph of the man, a wiry, rat-faced figure caught mid-stride by a surveillance camera, and looked at him the way he used to look at a debt that would never be repaid.

I guess a leopard can never change its spot. “As you can see, I’m waiting. That must mean I am trying to change. So let me go or else, I’ll be coming to your office to do more than just steal from you.” She seemed surprised that she said that out loud, but when she opened her mouth, she lost control. The man surnamed Inferno didn’t look threatened in the least way nor did he look angry, instead he smirked, “You are something aren’t you, little thief?”

The thief nodded, “I am Mashek Littlechild, I used to run the thieves guild. We did alright, we took what was fair and only from the rich, never the common folk. Then Redford Grimm came and assumed control of my ragtag bunch and told me I could stay as long as I remained loyal.” “Interesting, who is Redford Grimm?” Aurelia demanded. “Redford used to be a bandit. The kind that enjoys raping and pillaging. I don't like killing people. It's hard to steal when all the guards want to see you swing from the gallows.” “Has Redford mentioned Hyena's?” “I don't know...ouch.” Once more, the soft hand of Aurelia smacked against Mashek's cheek, “Zinjo, I think the man is lying. What should I do about it

My nightly craft is winged in white, a dragon of night-dark sea. ¨DAnne McCaffrey,?Dragonsong Oh God, this is bad. This is so bad. I've committed a crime, and now I'm on the run with a jewel thief. The thought kept racing through Piper's mind in an endless loop. Somehow this man had convinced her to help him steal the Cheapside hoard. All of it. How the hell had he done that? He just looked into my eyes, and I went all gooey.

"They assaulted the women hostages, practically ripped their clothes to shreds. I just wanted to return the favor." I looked over her head and I saw several female officers placing towels over the female hostages whose clothes were torn. So this wasn't just a regular heist. The thieves were also sex offenders. "So, do you know who the mastermind of this money heist is?" I asked her. "They have a boss named Magnus," she replied. Marcus gasped behind us while I kept a straight face.

It's karma, he suffered heavy losses this time! Robin: He got what he deserved! Counter-Strike: The Mexican and Swiss governments borrowed all the top computer experts from the FBI, vowing to capture the thieves! Love My Mommy The Most: Dear Captain, stop calling them thieves. Be careful, I might hack your account! Counter-Strike: Damn it, I really... Henry, why don't you just let them send anyone to take out Saxon? Why go through so much trouble? If I had a son like you, I would've just left you in the Sahara Desert to fend for yourself!

Li Wei laughed inwardly. He left the uncle, who now looked desperate. It wasn't long before Li Wei heard the uncle's rant, saying he had been tricked by the hunter who sold the fake artefact. Many thieves were sneaking around in the crowded streets of the black market. Li Wei noted to himself. It wasn't just adults who were thieves. Those who acted and dressed as if they were part of the hunters and fighters themselves. Many small children were thieves there. "What are you doing?" snapped Li Wei when the hand had reached into the pocket under his tunic.

In the grand halls of Alpha Leori's palace, the air crackled with tension as the news of the captured thief spread like wildfire. The werewolf guards had managed to apprehend a notorious criminal named Peter, who had been wreaking havoc within the kingdom for months with his brazen acts of theft. The werewolves, known for their fierce loyalty and dedication to justice, had taken the task upon themselves to deliver retribution.

“But... Alma told me that it was stolen by the hooded men. Edan muttered frowningly, Diego pursed his lips with some suspicion. "I also found out that those hooded men are people hired by one of the defrauded businessmen..." They're very well paid, they didn't have to steal those checks, which wouldn't make sense. Diego alleged. “No... You're wrong. Edan murmured, his heart heavy. "I hope so," Diego said.

That was so far from the truth. The truth was so much worse. I couldn’t tell her, I couldn’t tell her that I was a thief, a cheap, petty burglar that preyed on rich people’s empty homes. Seth was the person who brought it up first. He said he had a couple guys who made it big, robbing the houses up on the estate hill and they were looking to expand their business, he said I could get a cut of the profits if I just joined them in running their grifts.