Famous Fictional Thieves Novels & Stories

That was when a kidnapper slowly spoke, each word thick with an accent, "Hel-lo. No… need money. I… have a salary. Thank you." I was utterly dumbfounded. "You're such a polite kidnapper." "Thank you for the compliment." He solemnly nodded. "Can you understand me?" "I can," he replied and tugged at his collar. "I'm… half Crisean."

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

Thieves came in many different forms. Captain Barrington Braxton stepped to the side of his tent by the crates in the marketplace and folded his arms, his gaze zeroing in on the pretty little thief not far from him. He smoothed his finger and thumb along his mustache and beard as he arched an eyebrow in critical assessment of the thief. In his line of work, he knew the lovely crooks were the most dangerous. The girl was slim, and dressed in the plain brown rags the ruffians wore here in Selcuk, Turkey. Innocence was the expression on her face as she watched his shop.

And they have already begun to censor the surroundings. Zach went first and pretended to have someone to talk to inside, only now there was a guard at the entrance of the Battle Underground. "I just have someone to talk to inside," Zach said calmly to the four guards, gangsters as well. The two looked at him with a doubtful look. "Who are you going to talk to, Dos?" Zach's name is Dos in Gangsters World. "I'll just talk to Uno," The four gangsters looked at each other as if something was planned, and he didn't make a mistake when they suddenly released katanas.

There Lucie had worn the emeralds and shown off the huge green stones much to the envy of every other woman present. Phantom had charmed his way through and gotten an invitation. At the time he was sought after in 7 different countries for similar crimes. Phantom had enjoyed the rush of every heist. Stealing was as much a big part of his life as sex. And he lived both pleasures to the fullest. It helped that women considered him exotically handsome. After all in his youth he was referred to as Marios Lekkas lookalike. His looks as well as his charms had made stealing the Crepon jewelries easy as pie.

Through the barrage, I watched it all unfold in real time. [Tristan lost everything he got from pawning the locket and bangle!] [He's on a losing streak—he'll never dig himself out of this hole!] [Now he's in debt to the casino for millions!] In the end, with no way to pay, the casino sold him to a scam compound in a foreign country called Melaynmere. With his legs crippled, Tristan was forced to use his hands to run phishing schemes. His very first target was me. "Honey, I've hit the jackpot! Let me buy you a ticket. Come join me, and we can live in luxury together!"

No, everybody goes around him without even slowing down as he gazes down at me. "I promise that I will do everything that I can to help you get him out of there. If he needs it that is. The Guild Master is known for his lies so you cannot take what he said seriously." He says to me. "You mean that I cannot trust a thief? Who would have thought? It is not just that he said that. It is that he was able to find me so quickly. Somebody had to tell him and Hunt is the only one that knew that I was here." I tell him.

When Ethan saw me, he guiltily looked away. "Are you Nora?" The officer showed me his badge. "Someone reported that you stole company secrets and misappropriated company funds. Please cooperate with our investigation." With that, he showed me a record of a bank transfer. "Take a look. Is this account yours?" I took the photo. I then realized the amount was exactly the same as the money Ethan had transferred to me a while ago. Only then did I finally understand his real intention. "Nora, aren't you going too far? Ethan used to be your boss. He treated you so well. How could you do this to him?

“Ait.. there’s two blokes who like to frequent this pub abouts a few nights a munth. Last week er two, they’s been plannin’ a heist of a country estate and mentioned Nyx and all. One of the buggers is even sposed to be ‘ere tonight ta sell a few items they’d gone and nicked.” I leaned in closer to the rogue as my curiosity was piqued, ignoring the foul fumes coming off of him. “Would you be able to point out the two wolves?” I asked him. “Sher I would; Fer triple, I could even show ya where the main thief lives. Followed ‘im home few times just ter make sher. He almost gave me the slip once er twice, but I’ve got ‘im pinned.” He nodded seriously. I pulled out the wad of cash again and held i

Well, at least Kenneth knows enough to keep the egg warm. I look around, trying to figure out how I’m going to get the egg out of the fire so I can get it out of here. “I knew you would come.” I spin around, not seeing anyone in the low light of the room. He steps out of the shadows. “No one wanted to believe me, but I know who and what you are, Skylar Hughes.” “And what am I, King Solomon?” I ask. “A thief. The worst kind of thief. A dragon thief,” he spits, slowly walking toward me.