Notion Thief Novels & Stories

I guess a leopard can never change its spot. “As you can see, I’m waiting. That must mean I am trying to change. So let me go or else, I’ll be coming to your office to do more than just steal from you.” She seemed surprised that she said that out loud, but when she opened her mouth, she lost control. The man surnamed Inferno didn’t look threatened in the least way nor did he look angry, instead he smirked, “You are something aren’t you, little thief?”

Only one person had ever called me that. Could it be him???? Ice slid down my spine. I tore the envelope open with shaking fingers, unfolded the single sheet inside, and read: Little Thief, You have five hours to return every damn thing you removed from my mansion at 47 Hawthorne Lane. If the items are not restored (undamaged and in full) prepare to face the consequences of your actions. Regards, Leonardo Blackwood.

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

No greeting. Who? Who would expose the theft now? Who had access to my original sketches? My phone rang. Shaw. "Mrs. Nott. Have you heard about Fashion Weekly?" "Just now. I didn't—" "I know you didn't send it. I had you followed. Monitored. You've been nowhere near their offices." His voice was ice cold. "Which means someone else is playing this game. Someone with access to your work. Someone who wants Magnificence destroyed." "Tatiana. She had access to some of my sketches through Brock."

Her fingers flew across the keys, her mind flashing back to the months she had spent in Port Haven learning basic cybersecurity to keep her location hidden from the Yates debt collectors. Her first move was to infiltrate the Vanguard Analytics client portal. Bianca would have uploaded Elena’s basic profile... the Parisian Thorne records. Selene didn't try to delete them... that would trigger an immediate red flag. Instead, she began to seed the Parisian databases with conflicting information.

“It's about the missing page from the plans of Leona-S.” I perked up at once, not wanting to miss any detail they had to share with me. “And?” I looked at them with curiosity. “I heard from someone that an AI software genius has the plans to Leona-S and intends to replicate it,” Terri revealed. I took a deep breath in. I had anticipated that this would happen. In fact, I had been waiting for it to happen. It was the only way I would find out who had tried to steal from my office, and would want to sabotage my company besides Richard, or if Richard was behind this too.

“That’s a lie. I developed that system in my second year. I have the notebooks to prove it.” “Do you?” Julian smirked. “Because those notebooks are currently in a vault at Vance Associates. A vault your father has blocked you from accessing. As far as the Board is concerned, you stole that design from a Thorne-Vance collaboration. And since you’re no longer a ‘Vance’ in the eyes of the firm, you’re just a student who committed academic theft.”

"Not the bond filing, something older. A history that predates the last two weeks." "We can build a paper trail," Caius says. "Business connection. Thalrion acquires companies. You could be attached to one of the acquisitions as a consultant. Clean, verifiable at a surface level, boring enough that nobody looks deeper." "Name?" Thalrion asks. "Cole Varen," I say. My old alias. "It's already partially documented in the city. If anyone pulls it, they find a legitimate enough trail and nothing that connects to Nyther."

All anyone ever confirmed was that she was American and only because the scammer had let that slip before getting robbed blind. The case went cold eventually, but Nora still got the occasional alert, the stubborn CEO of that company apparently still hadn’t given up trying to trace her. Nora had never once failed to shut those attempts down. Ever since, Sophie had understood exactly what Nora was capable of with a keyboard and a firewall, which was precisely why she called her “boss” without a shred of irony. And now, facing a shameless clone running on stolen Godbreaker mechanics, as one of the actual architects of that data, taking this new game apart would be almost embarrassingly easy for

She read the last note that Lium had written again. Conclusion: Aiden, the En Frit Familia Mole & Barron Castle ex-employee of VM Jewelry Company has been stealing money from the said company. Aiden uses it for his own benefit than before. Barron has been selling company shares that he has been stealing overseas. Proof: CCTV footage in and outside of the company and recorded statements of their secret transaction from the three local areas; Cafe Del Fraco was near the En Frit Familia properties, Locally Resto Hub, and Local Bar at the Lilium Familia properties.