Novel & Cerita Lies We Steal

My stomach roiled. "What's this?" I spat. Rebecca let out a melodramatic sigh. "We have to talk about something seriously, Lily." I arched an eyebrow. "What?" She leaned to one side. "The money you've stolen." The words felt like a slap in the face. I glared at her. "Excuse me?" Henry stepped forward, clearing his throat. "We received a number of complaints that you've been. stealing money from them." "That's ridiculous!" I snapped. "I haven't stolen a single penny from anyone!"

"Tell me we don't sacrifice our own to those—those monsters." I couldn't lie to her. Not about this. "It's complicated," I'd said instead, which was perhaps worse than a lie. "Complicated?" She'd nearly spat the word. "There's nothing complicated about stealing newborns from their mothers! About telling families their cubs died in birth when you're really feeding them to slavers!" "It's to protect the pack," I'd argued, the justification sounding hollow even to my own ears. "The arrangement has kept us safe for generations. One cub to save hundreds."

The takeout bags Blake and Madison left sat cold on the coffee table—Chinese, grease staining the paper. The front door creaked open—slow. Blake and Madison slipped in—quiet, carrying duffel bags, toolboxes clanking. Alex—lanky, glasses fogged, hoodie stained with solder—followed, eyes wide at the wreckage. “Mom” Madison whispered, kneeling. Layla didn’t look up, voice muffled in Big Daddy’s chest. “I said out” she mumbled. Blake set a toolbox down—CLANK. “We get it” he said, voice gentle. “Dad’s a liar. A thief. You deserved happiness. We took that from you. We were wrong.”

I ditched the pickaxe, looking for anything else to use, but in my frenzy, I stumbled and ended up on the floor. The footsteps behind me were getting louder. A cold sweat drenched my back as I curled up, cornered and powerless. The pitch-black cellar had me spouting anything that came to mind, a last-ditch plea. "Please, mister, have mercy! I can pay you—ten, twenty thousand dollars. Just let me go, and I'll owe you big time, even in my next life!" "You've been slaving away for twenty years already, isn't that enough? You want to keep it up in your next life too?"

“I don’t have a wolf…that’s like putting a human out there Cole I-“ I choke on my tears, swallowing around the rock in my throat. Cole shushes me, smiling at me and kissing my head. “Let me talk to father one more time and see what we can do, I know there is a loophole,” Cole says, softly. He gives one final back rub before walking away. As soon as he steps out Mae and Savannah are back in the room. Mae hugs me while Savannah looks conflicted. I sit in the comfort of my friends. “Let’s go out.” Mae suddenly declares, boldly. Savannah snorts, knowing it is impossible. “I’m serious. Savannah we just need to get passes for the night and-“

I yelled, and only after the words came out did I realize I just made a terrible fucking mistake. Yup. This was it. Goodbye big girl job. “It was my first and last time stealing,” I sighed apologetically. “I’m sorry.” “For which part? For stealing from me or for leaving me?” The raw emotion in his voice threw me off unexpectedly. He took one step forward and though his eyes still retained its icy hard look, I detected vulnerability and it fucking surprised me. “Don’t bother answering that,” he said again and I was grateful for it because I didn’t know the answer to his surprising question. “I’m not going to fire you.”

" Her love? What a joke. Ever since she offended Mr. Shaw, her company had been under pressure from all sides. It was on the verge of collapse. Why she came looking for me now was obvious. I spoke calmly, "You didn’t come to me out of love. Your company is about to go under, and you need someone to clean up the mess. Stop dressing it up as something noble." She was then taken away. I thought that after spending a few days behind bars, she might rein herself in a little. I was wrong. She became even more unhinged. She actually kidnapped my niece, Lily Reed, and sent me a threatening message. "Lucas, my parents want to see you. I promise that as long as you meet them, Lily will return to you u

Nikita Ragland is a young actress who has only recently made her debut. After starring in a few romance short series, she starts to believe she's a real-life princess. After another argument with her boyfriend, Dwayne Ferguson, Nikita doesn't hesitate to abandon a production crew of more than 500 people and catch a flight in the middle of the night just to appease her beloved boyfriend. When filming starts the next day, Nikita is nowhere to be found, and her hotel room is empty. Dozens of messages are sent to her, but none receive a response. It isn't until that evening that she finally calls on video, completely unbothered. "Mr. Casson, I went to pacify my boyfriend. Let's put filming

"Thieves, we're thieves." I raised an eyebrow in surprise. I didn't understand what they meant because they looked too responsible to be thieves. "You're probably wondering if that's possible, right?" Logan asked and I nodded. "We're professional thieves and we were contracted by some people to steal something from the moon goddess. If we can steal this thing, we'll be able to make over a million dollars." I could remember Nessa telling me about some gems or diamonds, I couldn't remember what she told me but it had to do with Blake's curse. If I could join them in stealing what they wanted to steal, it could help me break Blake's curse.

Her smiles does not make me want to smile back. “I don’t want to do this anymore. Mama. Please.” I sound pathetic as I speak the pang of guilt filling me, I don’t want to steal anymore, I don’t want to lie, especially to Astrid. Doing this entire things make me sick. “Dear, it’s not called stealing if you are taking back what’s yours.” Her voice is sharp as she speaks. “They took what was ours; we are simply taking back what’s ours, besides. With this final masterpiece, our plan will work.”