Heist Novels & Stories

"It's not that simple. You will issue a public apology to the media, admit to your deceit, and then disappear from my son's life completely." "I won't—" "It's not up to you." Margaret waved a hand, and the two bodyguards stepped forward. "Take her." They seized my arms. I struggled. "This is kidnapping!" "The Blackwood family's legal team will handle any legal issues," Margaret said with a chilling smile. "You're very naive, little girl." The Rolls-Royce drove for an hour before stopping in front of a massive estate. As I was dragged out of the car, I saw a sight that shattered what was left of my heart.

“But Jimmy boy, I am afraid that you are just not proving worth leaving alive. It is more inconvenient to keep you alive because I know we are going to meet again. Your master will not let you off the hook from going after my betrothed. So, do you have anything else to say? Anything of value to offer in exchange for your life?” Jimmy looked relieved that Stefan knew he could not disobey his master. But his color continued to diminish. “He said the pendant is the key. But the pendant is not the complete story. What was stolen was something far more valuable. We thought once we had the pendant, we could figure out the rest and bring it all home to him. If we could surprise him with it, he woul

I sat across from him, untouched breakfast in front of me, nausea already building in quiet waves beneath my ribs. “For what?” I asked. “For alignment,” he replied, as if that explained everything. “Visibility reinforces position.” Position. Not happiness. Not family. Position. He glanced up briefly. “You don’t have to say much. Just be there.” Just be there. I nodded. The first event was small. Private. Controlled. A dinner with a handful of investors and their spouses. Soft lighting. Low voices. Expensive wine I was not allowed to drink. Chris’s hand settled at the small of my back the moment we entered.

"But I was scared because I didn't want to lose you in the process, and I knew that you would be heartbroken when you eventually learned the bitter truth." He grasped both of my hands. "Let's keep those bitter memories in the past, Sierra, and we won't ever speak of them. Do we have a deal?" I nodded quietly. "Yes, it's a deal." "How did you end up in prison?" "I was framed for stealing the blue diamond." "But I still kept my promise; I won't ever steal anything again, and I returned all the things I had stolen in the past." Ares looked puzzled. "That can't be right. The blue diamond is back at the museum in New York, unless it's a fake."

"Matteo Skinner? You're under arrest for illegal organ transplantation." Matteo stood frozen, his world crumbling as they led him out. "Stephanie, did you see the news? It's insane!" Grace's voice crackled through the phone, buzzing with excitement. "Tyler butchered Rachel for banging Matteo behind his back. He is headed for death row, Matteo is in cuffs, and Rachel's dead. Karma's a ruthless bitch." I flipped on the TV, catching a reporter shoving a mic in Tyler's face. "Why did you kill Rachel Huffman?"

I rented a room outside and focused on studying. Halfway down the street, Vincent video-called me. When I answered, his smug face filled the screen. He whispered, "Mikaela, you're reborn too, right? How does it feel? It's too bad, though. Even in this life, you still can't beat me. You'll just watch as I take that 100 million dollars. "And don't even think about calling the cops. It won't work. We're family. So, your money is our money. The cops won't do anything.

"So, Walter asked Hylda for two million dollars, yet Hylda asked Albert for five million? And Albert sold eight million worth of shares from a shell corporation to Sophia? What kind of financial game are they playing here?" "Now I know where you acquired this knack for scheming," Keegan remarked. Stella shot a glare at him and said. "I'm different, okay? I only screw outsiders while they screw over their own." 'She does have a point,' thought Keegan. "Since Walter wants cash, should we consider a heist?" Stella whispered after a moment of contemplation. Keegan's eyelids twitched when he heard that. "Can you come up with something more... legal?"

My suit was just pressed when I got to Reid Industries, and I was already planning for eventualities. The faint sound of my footfall as soon as I entered the foyer served as a reminder of how vulnerable we had become. Ethan's antics were no longer an annoyance; rather, they posed a direct risk to Sophia's security and the meticulously maintained incognito she still maintained. Marta, my assistant, greeted me at the elevators with a somber look on her face. "You must see this, sir." She gave me a tablet with a breaking-news push alert on it( "Uncovering the Mysterious Heiress: Barista 'Sophia Thomas' Is not Who She Says She Is")

"I'm doing what I should have done from the beginning. Taking what he used to hurt us. Using it to build something he can't touch." Vincenzo moved around the table, stood in front of him. His hand came up, touched Alex's face, his fingers cold, his palm warm. "You're talking about a heist. Breaking into a federal facility. Stealing records that belong to a man who has half the city on his payroll."

Stowaway Chapter 37 Aiden's point of view Once I know the children have reached the safety of the helicopter I run back to help grit with the woman, I hear the pop of a riffle as Grit falls to his feet, clutching his leg, as he yells out. “Fuck, get her out of here Chaos." I pick up the frightened woman in my arms as I run to the chopper with her, I pass her over as one of the team as another reaches out a hand to me, I shake my head as the enemy gunfire gets closer and I yell.