Good Heist Books Novels & Stories

She heard it Sneeze. "Y-yes.. at my house." She stuttered. She glared at it. "Thanks! For keeping Alysia in your house." Smiling gratefully to him. "Your welcome." Her plastic smile at the man. "Uhm, I'm just at the library?" Benedick said goodbye to him. Benedick knew the young woman Catherine Ashton and her family, "the great famous and number one Billionaire of Asia they often rival Don Henry in the business world because of its excellence. The Ashton Families are unlikely to be known around the world.

THE HEIST QUEEN BOOK 1 Intro; For seven years, Nadia Laurent has been the world’s most elusive thief. Known only as The Heist Queen, she has stolen priceless artifacts, infiltrated the most secure estates in Europe, and vanished without a trace. To the world, she’s a criminal mastermind. In reality, every heist is part of a much larger mission to uncover the truth behind her father’s murder. She’s closer than ever to the answers when she crosses paths with Roman Vance, the relentless investigator who has spent years hunting her.

“Are you sure there’s no problem, Eve girlie?” Shia handed her a laptop and holding Theo’s hand, Eve went to sit beside her. One single glance and she already knew what it is all about. “Lucas Heirta, the sole heir of Heirta Corporations, admitted to having an affair with his nephew’s fiancé, Eve Rizzo.” “Eve Rizzo and Lucas Heirta had a child!” “Lucas Heirta stole his nephew’s fiancé!” “Eve Rizzo and Lucas Heirta, married?”

Summoning every ounce of strength left, I jumped on and tore off toward our hideout. I slammed the door shut behind me and crumpled to the floor, breathless. Blood oozed from my arm, but I had no time for that then. I opened my hand to reveal the prize: a pink diamond, glinting with an otherworldly glow. "It's here. Now talk," I said. Old Fox, ever the cool customer, took the diamond, inspected it briefly in the light, and then pulled out a sealed dossier from his desk. "Everything you need to know about your guy is right here."

“Emails, coded messages, even a few blurry photos. Looks like he’s trying to switch out a whole shipment of... let’s just say, ‘questionable’ medical supplies. Very unhealthy for Hades’s business, I imagine. A real неприятность.Holocaust” “Perfect,” Claudine mused, her mind already spinning, dissecting the information. “This is exactly what I need. Hades loves a good problem solver, especially when he thinks he’s found one of his own. I’ll give this to him. Make him think I’m his most valuable asset, his knight in shining armor, saving his empire from his own flesh and blood.” Her voice hardened, a steely edge to it.

"Do you steal because you want to or you can't help yourself?" "Stealing makes me happy." I said simply. The guy across from me smiled. His brown eyes didn't show what everyone else did. He was entertained by me. "So you don't feel bad about stealing?" I shook my head. "Not really. I never actually hurt anyone. Nine times out of ten people don't even realize anything is missing. It's a thrill." The pyro lady shook her head. "What is wrong with you? No guilt? No remorse? No tears?"

“Now you’ve got me intrigued.” My lips curved faintly. “Intrigued?” “How does a thief know how to navigate corporate negotiations and contract presentations?” I let out a quiet laugh. “Just because I’m a thief doesn’t mean I’m dumb.” I continued, “If anything, thieves are some of the smartest people alive.” That earned a quiet laugh from him, low and unexpected. “Is that so?” “Of course,” I replied. “You think stealing is easy? One wrong move and everything falls apart. You learn to think ahead and read people before they read you.”

I poured myself a glass of water and drank it in one go. Nikolai “The Devil” Costello, El Padrino. I shook my head, nope, not going to believe it unless I talk to him myself. I made my way out of the kitchen and went straight to the library. Since I had nothing to do, I settled on reading a book. I surveyed the huge library and finally found a book that seemed interesting enough to read. “Mafia and Mafiosi by Henner Hess” With a book in my hand, I walked back to Nikolai's seat to read but halted in my steps as I saw him already sitting on it.

This was enough time for his curse to take effect and the girl forgets that they ever had a conversation. ‘How can anyone donate these books in such pristine condition?’ he thought. He looks around inside the boutique to see if anyone would catch him sneak them out. There are not-so-hidden cameras on the boutique’s entrance, but the recordings will automatically delete itself once he is gone. The set is pricey, but he knows he can get away with it regardless. He plans to make a run for the entrance – it’s a swift way to get away from someone’s line of sight, but it would be too conspicuous. Walking calmly would take too slow and he might get caught stealing, which is a momentary memory of em

"I've been tracking the stolen information for months. It's time we take it back and expose the secrets they've tried so hard to keep hidden." With the team assembled, the heist was set in motion. Alex laid out the intricate plan, detailing each member's role and emphasizing the importance of precision and timing. Under the cover of darkness, the team infiltrated the heavily fortified facility. Gabriel bypassed security systems with ease, neutralizing alarms and surveillance cameras. Mia slipped through the shadows, silently dispatching guards with lethal efficiency.