Heist Novels & Stories

We stare at each other, each locked in our stubborn glare, but I flinch out of our standoff when I hear someone clear their throat. Together, Janeen and I turn to see the entire table of men looking at us. “It’s fair, Fay,” Kent says, looking at me evenly. “She has a choice.” I glare at my sister again before stalking to Kent’s side and sitting down there, making my own loyalties perfectly clear. Janeen keeps her face even, sitting down quietly at the far end of the table next to Jerome. As soon as Janeen is seated, Kent begins. “It’s a heist,” Kent says, looking calmly around at all of us. “Casino de Monte Carlo.”

The heist was tonight, as Reena had been lovingly briefed by Caelan Thorne, who is also apparently her new owner, she was to attend the party on his arm, less a companion, and more of a beautiful piece of artifact to steal another priceless artifact, and to make him look good while doing it. If her glare could be weaponized, then Reena knew for a fact that Caelan would be laying by her feet in smithereens, and that thought was more comforting than expected.

Goldface said. Naya was sweating heavily under the rotating fan. “Are you fine?” Goldface asked. “Yes,” Naya managed to respond, trying so hard to be calm. “Please be,” Goldface patted her arm, “Tomorrow is our first heist. We will be robbing The Hazards.” Naya’s heart sank. “What?!” “I heard he moved to town with his wife and daughter. We are going to hit their mansion first thing tomorrow at midnight. We cannot waste this chance. Do well to handle your tactics well,” Goldface smiled before walking out. Naya was in tears.

I burst out laughing and was glad that I had just swallowed the food in my mouth or it would have looked pretty ridiculous! “Why would I tell you anything?” I hissed. I had enough of this ridiculous game. That was why I didn’t specialize in intelligence! I didn’t have the patience for it! “You kidnapped me. Admitted that you have been stealing information from my home, and what? All so you could do what? Kill my family?! My people!” I was up on my feet by now, screaming at the top of my lungs. My eyes darted back and forth to look for any possible exits. He might be strong, but I knew I could be faster if I just knew which way to go!

Now, it no longer belonged to me. Before leaving, I called my lawyer. “Mr. Lane, has everything been arranged?” “Yes, Ms. Rivers. The funds have been transferred to your account. Your passport is ready, and the property in Swizor has been secured. Everything is in order.” I nodded, feeling a strange peace settle in my chest. “All right. Thank you. I’m leaving now.” The moment I ended the call, I saw a news headline flashing across my phone screen. [Mafia boss Zayn Levine is a total hen-pecked husband!]

"He wrecked my hand and had me locked up for three months. I'd still be there if the guard hadn't slipped up." Old Fox cracked a smile. "So, you've seen the light? Ready to team up?" "I don't have much of a choice," I said, locking eyes with him. "However, I've got terms." "Let's hear them." "When this is over, I want a payout, and I want out of this life for good." He was quiet for a beat, then he nodded. "You've got a deal. I need you to infiltrate Gilbert's place and snag their security plans."

"We're evolving it. Get Silas on the line. Tell him it’s time to paint the final mural. We’re going to turn New York into a masterpiece that no one can ever audit again." The "Blood Audit" was dead. The "Silicon Soul" had spoken. And as the first light of dawn touched the top of the Nexus, I realized that the real work was just beginning. We were going to commit the greatest heist in history: we were going to steal the world from the banks and give it back to the dreamers.

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.

Aditya spoke up and dared to ask Sandra or whoever was willing to answer questions in the room. "Sir was stabbed and shot last night while at the shopping center with Madame Sandra," Yosef replied. Aditya was so dumbfounded by the events that, like in the movies, happened in his life, and his father experienced brutality from these irresponsible people. "Robbed?" Aditya asked. "No, sir, it seems... someone deliberately told the two of them to kill your father and Mrs. Sandra, because they didn't take anything and seemed to have targeted it because when we were off guard they acted immediately." Yosef answered again while giving an explanation.

Alicia snorted, "Jess, stop playing around. You said you didn't take the money, but it was already in your account. We just asked for it back and you will get forgiveness. Is it hard for you?" This was truly more difficult than what Alicia had mentioned. Although it looks easy. "Miss Weisberg, to be honest, the money is not in my account right now. They have moved to my mother's account." "You mean you stole it and gave it to your mother?" Alicia came up with accusations. "No! I really didn't steal it, Miss Weisberg." Jessica defended herself once again. "If you didn't mean to take the money, then why did you give it to your mother?"