Notion Thief Novels & Stories

Through the barrage, I watched it all unfold in real time. [Tristan lost everything he got from pawning the locket and bangle!] [He's on a losing streak—he'll never dig himself out of this hole!] [Now he's in debt to the casino for millions!] In the end, with no way to pay, the casino sold him to a scam compound in a foreign country called Melaynmere. With his legs crippled, Tristan was forced to use his hands to run phishing schemes. His very first target was me. "Honey, I've hit the jackpot! Let me buy you a ticket. Come join me, and we can live in luxury together!"

Amounts that shouldn’t be missing. I didn’t move. I didn’t react— at least not outwardly. But inside, something cold and hard had settled in my chest. Then I saw the total, finalized at the bottom of the screen. $170,000,000. Gone. Not in one move. Not even in a coordinated sequence. Just scattered in fragments, hidden in plain sight. Someone had stolen from me. Repeatedly. And whoever had done this, was a very smart thief. The operations were slow, deliberate and carefully planned.

It's been two weeks and Celine still didn't gain her consciousness back. In these two weeks Daxon has been sitting by her unconscious figure waiting for her to wake up. He was watching Alexander's every move too. How Alexander was impatiently waiting for her to wake up after he brought her to his pack. He killed all the people who knew that she is Celine, the Luna of blood moon pack and hired new servants for her. Daxon was keeping track of everything he was doing to her and he also saw how he was continuously giving her some green colored potion thing in her unconscious state.

"On the grounds of money laundering, embezzlement of corporate funds, and the theft of trade secrets. You thought I didn't know about Julian Vane?" "You have no proof!" Serena shrieked, her voice shrill in the quiet room. "All those transfers were made with legal access! William himself gave me permission!" "William gave you permission to use his credit card, Serena. Not to divert operational funds into shell accounts in the Cayman Islands using the office guest server," Camelia picked up a tablet and swiped the screen. "And regarding Julian Vane... you perhaps forgot that I was the one who built Thorne Industries' data security system. Every document you downloaded carries a digital waterma

Claire asks, evading my eyes. I ignored her because she is also a part of my anger and headache. How a project team lead was careless with a project is one thing out of many which I might never understand, and no matter how hard she works to get this solved, she is still on my suspect list till when this is settled. HoltTech Innovations stole my AI, my NexusVibe’s core; and they were so lazy, they did not even change the name, releasing it as NexusVibe AI. They should get the award of the most stupid company to ever exist.

They hadn’t spoken of the balcony, but it lingered in the background, like a song just barely out of earshot. “She’s not just working with Caldwell,” Leah said, spreading documents across the coffee table. “She’s tied into something bigger. These aren’t random companies. They were all involved in advanced tech. But they weren’t bought to make money. They were bought to gather pieces of something.” Jason leaned over the documents, tracing the flowcharts with a frown. “This looks like Thorne’s old pattern. He did the same before Operation Phoenix; collecting failed companies with strange tech.” “Exactly,” Leah said. “She’s picking up where he left off. She’s not after money. She’s collecting t

He loved to hear the stories of how his father and I met and how wolves believed in the moon goddess, but he loved the idea of having a fated mate even more. Our library has grown so much over the past ten years that it is pretty amazing to look at. Fynn and I had been working really hard to fill in the blanks where we were missing information. When we started, it was as if the ancient had the library split to enable him to hide things from his people. We didn’t want to hide anything. Each time I found out about a new power, we would document it. Each time something new happened to Friedrich, we kept notes so that future generations could know what they were letting themselves in for.

There was no sign of breaking in or forced entry as her apartment was just exactly how she left it. How did the watch go missing then? She kept asking herself. She couldn't even tell Kim. They were never to have any relations ever again. She withdrew her hands from the key board and bit her nails nervously. Kim would be thinking I had destroyed it now when I don't even know where it is, She kept biting her nails. She didn't know what to do, she figured she just had to calm down and never think about the watch again. She hoped the thief would abscond from the country with it and even though he sold it to someone else, it wouldn't be possible for Kim or Daniel to know it's exactly the same wat

a look of silent understanding that I wasn't part of. "Fine." David turned back to his screens. His fingers flew across the keyboard. "Marcus Thorne. CEO of Thorne Industries, Alpha of the Shadowpaw pack. Net worth: two billion. Known for trafficking, drugs, and the occasional murder for hire." David pulled up more files. "He’s run the auction house for twenty years. He sells werewolves, but also humans with rare blood, psychics, and..." He stopped, his eyes narrowing at the screen.

“It’s killing its own proxies to protect the bigger plan. We’re next.” Lena wrapped her arms around herself, fighting the rising panic. The violation felt deeply personal now,IZO44 wasn’t just hunting them. It was dissecting their souls piece by piece. As the team stood in shocked silence, Leila’s remaining secure device lit up with one final message, bypassing every block: *Memory is the chain that binds you. Break it, or I will.* The Memory Thief had only begun its harvest.