Honor Among Thieves Books Novels & Stories

He asked and without waiting for an answer, he walked into the room where they were. “Are you alright, Ma’am?” Nicola asked and I nodded while signalling to the Soldatos to get ready in case anything was going to happen soon. “Told you it wouldn’t go peacefully.” Someone said from beside me and I looked over to see Cleto taking some cash off North’s hand while Diego laughed. I hadn’t even noticed they were there all along. And I just hoped they didn’t hear what that Roman Argentero had just said. “You just got lucky, klepto,” North mumbled with a little smile, handing a few remaining notes into Cleto’s outstretched hand.

Hello! And welcome to the 3rd instalment in the main Queen Among series line-up. Before you dive in, it is important to know that understanding terms, character names, and certain events is dependent on having read books 1 and 2 before this. Each book in the Queen Among series meticulously weaves into each other and overlaps, so those moments will not make sense if read out of order.

Uncle Kasali's men returned fire, but the enemy had the numbers. It wasn't long before we started to get casualties. They retreated into the farmhouse and we were all trapped. Before the situation got worse, I picked up my cell phone and made a call, something I should have done before trouble found us, but in this business, you never know who the hell to trust. People would switch up on you at any time, especially when you're in the way of their ambitionns. Honor among thieves is an illusion that would get you killed quickly, betrayal was so common it would be stupid not to expect it from everyone you deal with... I learned that the hard way.

Inside me, two things burn with equal intensity: rage at Viper’s refusal and a sick, festering hatred for being robbed of Liora. The Shadow of the Lacerator is a rotting hole in the worst part of New Dorp. Red neon bleeds across filthy walls. The stench of cigarettes, cheap whiskey, and despair is so thick it clings to your throat. Heros enters first. I follow close behind, feeling the weight of the knife strapped to my back. Victor “Viper” Moretti waits for us in the back booth, flanked by two idiots who think they can protect him. He smiles. A mistake.

The tugging sensation begins again, growing more and more intense as I continue to hold on, as the feeling intensifies I close my eyes and let it take me where it will. Splat! I make the mistake of gasping for breath and the taste of both mud and excrement fill my mouth. Spitting, I stand up noticing in the journey that I have dropped the pendant. Taking a look around, I wonder if this is where the heir has been hidden all this time. Reaching down I pick up the pendant and wipe it off on my cloak. I barely have time to do this before the sensation of tugging once more overwhelms me and the world blurs away. *************************************************************************************

He slammed into me at full force, his jaws snapping at my throat. I whined as I hit the ground under his weight. My shoulder was protesting in pain, and I heard the sound of my stitches tearing. I retaliated by scratching furiously at the wolf’s underbelly. The smell of his blood satisfied me, but it wasn’t enough to down him. He howled in frustration and sank his teeth into my wounded shoulder. Out of pain, I reacted by latching onto his front leg. I bit down and felt his bone crunch in my jaw. He let go and whined as he fell off me. I jumped to my feet and took my place in front of Hugo again. I only had a second to see his expression, but he was horrified. The snapping and snarling of the

However, he thought that the traitor does not deserve a quick death so he would have to wait for a little bit. “Who are these soldiers?” King Lawson asked as he eyed the four soldiers one by one, a bit confused about the situation. He could not recognize any of them and judging the crest on their armors, he came to know that they were from the Thorine Kingdom. “They are witnesses,” Emery replied.

“It’s a thief we need.” Tawny’s sweet voice comes over the monitor and moves closer to the screen, her yellow eyes pinned on Lyric. “Once upon a long time ago, many, many moons before now, The doorways to the realm of the gods were sealed by four powerful gods and goddesses. They created four stones, one per each god’s magic. These stones not only sealed the doorway, but they also became the key to reopening it. We recently discovered a book with an explanation, a doorway, and some other papers.” She casts Crimson a sideways glance and he shrinks in his seat. “And that’s what I stole? One of these four stones?” Lyric asks.

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The sound of my heels clicking against the marble floor was the only thing keeping me grounded as I walked into the dimly lit nightclub. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cigars, spilled whiskey, and the unmistakable tension that always came with a gathering of men who thought they owned the world. The Volkov Club was one of the Bratva’s safe havens in New York—a place where deals were made, alliances were broken, and people disappeared without a trace.