I Stole Novels & Stories

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?"

“I’ve been such an idiot… That moment I decided that I would no longer let myself be taken for a fool. The woman everyone took for a fool died tonight. I would never let myself be used nor pity by anyone anymore. I pushed myself off the stool, grabbing my bag, but the room spun violently around me. “Shit…” I muttered, stumbling forward. My legs gave out beneath me. I braced for the hard impact of the floor— But instead of hitting the ground, I fell into someone’s arms—

"Not here." "Where then?" She shook him off, her voice rising, carrying now, drawing eyes from across the room. "Where do I get to say what she is? What she's done? She stole you, she stole my place, she stole my…" "I stole nothing from you," I said. My voice was steady. I was surprised by how steady. "You threatened suicide. You demanded him. You performed on a rooftop while the world watched, and I was the price you paid for the show."

I used my pocket-money or money I stole from my parents to buy the meth but it was never enough. Eventually, Jibin and I started breaking into people's houses and stealing stuff to sell. Phones, jewellery, kettles, TVs... anything that could bring in a few notes. One night we decided to break into a holiday home, which looked empty. It would have been an easy job. Everything was fine until Jibin accidentally tripped the alarm when he knocked over a vase. * We quickly grabbed all we could carry and decided to get the hell out of there. "Dude let's go!" Jibin shouted and jumped out of the window we removed.

“ blah blah blah. “ I muttered. “ I am not a child to ask for permission to go out. “ I said. “ you are a kitten for me. If you get lost. So be at home. “ he said. “ not home, prison. As if I have done something illegal to be put in prison.“ I said. " Yes, you did something you shouldn't. " He said seriously. " What did I do. " " You stole something which you shouldn't," he said. " Stole? what did I steal? "

And he was the culprit of everything. “That gemstone,” I almost stammered. “You stole the gemstone from the dwarves.” “Quite frankly.” He shrugged as if it wasn’t a big deal. “The Silver Stag was the one who took it and since the day they planned on selling it, I stole it away from them for I know what power it possesses.” I profusely shook my head and tried to get the shackles out of my hands before getting hurt again. I winced in pain and clenched my jaws.

He looked around the street and then he picked a car, he decided on one, it’s not that new or old, it’s a sport cart which means it’s very fast, he stood near the door and took out a pocket knife, it took him a minute, a full minute to open the door, we both got in and he wire turned it on, he started to drive out of my town, the one I’m used to, the one that I called home for so long, I sighed in relief, I was very happy to be out, I don’t know how long I would last hiding every night, and running. “So are you two going to tell me your names?” I ask them. “I’m Stella,” the girl says happily, she’s very excited about this whole thing, must be her first time running and stealing a car. “And h

Now I need a way to get them again but without stealing, or not. Stuffing everything I can, I feel the boards underneath me making a squeaky sound, I move to get it off. When it moves, there's a box under. And opening it I see big chunks of $100. Oh my god, she is loaded. Jackpot! I stuffed it all in my bag. Lastly, finishing my job, I take the bleach I bought from the drug store, I pure it all the way till I reach the back where the kitchen door is, I run out from it and hide under a small pile of junk, I move a wood tile to the side, then I squeeze myself out, getting to my room just in time I’m hit by my pup Harvey, out of the two I know it’s him cause Harvey was the one who stole the clo

He frowned when he saw me lying in the bed, irritation written all over his face. "What are you trying to pull this time? Joe called me and told me you're pretending to be sick. You even dragged his commander into it just to trick him. Do you have any idea how much that man values Joe? Joe's future depends on him! Why can't you be half as sensible as Felicity?" He sounded like he was scolding me out of disappointment. But hearing him tear me down like that, I almost laughed. Joe really was an idiot. Did he seriously not stop to think about it? I was just a high school senior. How could I possibly get Peter's driver to go along with some lie like this?

And no other man, including Mazov couldn't touch her. It was eight in the evening when Mazov walked in his room. She was sitting on his bed with her head rested on her knees. He sat beside her and pulled out a photo from his pocket. " Your last test is to steal the pen drive from this man. " He told giving the photo to her. " Isn't he Mr. Rodriguez? Our Health minister.. " Catalina asked surprised. " No, he is a thief for me. With this, I will check your persuasion skills and presence of mind. He will be in Hotel Dalefess. Is it okay ,kitty? " Catalina nodded. She hid her smile forming on her lips. The task was so easy.