Phantom Thief Novels & Stories

Phantom clearly had ulterior motives for getting in Wes’s good graces. He’d suffer huge losses if he got tricked by such a front. Wes squinted, a profound look on his face. “You killed my men, you stole my goods, and then came out here for a negotiation…” he said as he looked at Phantom. “What do you want?” “Revenge? Or blackmail?” Wes clapped. His family bodyguards quickly spread out. The people behind Phantom took a step forward at the same time. Their heads were raised up high. Their hands were filled with calluses; it was clear they were all professionals.

Therefore, I should just keep making them feel as if they have an upper hand. As I expected, the four of them guffaw loudly to the point of becoming breathless. They truly consider me foolish and that is precisely what I was hoping for. As long as they feel that I am clueless, they will let some clues slip off. "Boy, given your prowess in the business world, I did not expect you to be this slow! Anyway, there is no harm in telling you, since you will be in our custody henceforth. Phantom is a master of illusions. Anyone who will peep into the interrogation room will see us talking. Just you and I."

’ I had not tried it yet. However, there should be a sea below the Mausoleum of the Empress. So, I would not die. Just as I was about to jump down, someone typed, “Ailina, what’s bothering you? Why do you want to jump off the cliff?” I rolled my eyes and turned around, but I didn’t see anyone. In this game, there was a profession called Phantasm that had the skill to be invisible and could submerge beneath the ground. At this moment, it seemed that this person was invisible. But I know that he must be nearby.

She nodded and bid us goodbye. As we walked away, my mind returned to the strange feeling I had when I shook her hand. The familiarity of her grip. The way her eyes had scanned me for a brief second. It reminded me too much of Joanne. They both had that same energy. The energy you sense only from people trained to fight. People connected to the Phantom Syndicate. One of the groups we had been investigating. And now, more than ever, I hoped my suspicion was wrong. But deep inside, I knew it was not. ******* LMCD22

HIBARA THAT INSIGNIA OF a ghost winking and with a laughing smile holding out a high-five was something I’d seen in my dearest father’s case files before. It seems that this internationally famous thief, Ghost Hand, was someone that the Greatest Consulting Detective of the Century can’t even capture. Of course, Mom has no access to the police files of the Theft-Robbery-Burglary Division since she’s in the CID. “Why are there a lot of kids here?” A voice that could make me roll my eyes sounded from behind.

Prove you've still got it. If you're interested, respond to this email. We'll send details. Don't let them keep you in a cage, Luna. You were meant to fly. - Phantom I read it again. And again. Shadow_Cipher. That was my handle. My identity before I became Mrs. Damon Blackwood. Before I became nothing. I had been the best hacker in the underground. Untraceable. Unstoppable. I could break into anything. I had turned down million-dollar offers. I had been feared and respected.

"You want my name? Fine. I don't hide who I am. In this world, they call me Phantom Eye." Lionel repeated it under his breath—"Phantom Eye… Phantom Eye…" Suddenly, his eyes widened as recognition hit him like a truck. "Y-You're that Phantom Eye? The lone assassin from Blumedale, the infamous killer-for-hire?" He looked stunned, then quickly shifted to scorn. "Well, well… I didn't think someone of your caliber would fall this low. Guarding a backwater clinic in Jayrodale? Pathetic. You've really sunk to rock bottom."

Badger complained through her headset. “Damn Buddha, what did we tell you about eating cheese before a raid!” Arrow added. “Guys, focus!” Chief, interjected. I giggled to myself at my team. Even in a dire situation, such as this, my team knew how to keep things amusing. “Phantom, how far out are we?” Chief asked me as they turned down another abandoned hallway. They called me Phantom, because of my ability to infiltrate the cyber world, while going unseen on the dark web. My hacking skills were known around the world however my identity remained a secret. I was known as Phantom, because no one knew who I was. I made sure of it. All of us went by code names to ensure another level of security

He reached down to pick a nacho from the plate on the centre table. Kim watched him as she laughed chewing the piece in his mouth. They were in his apartment where he was safe from Red as he thought. "I can't wait to meet this Red." She said, "She sounds like someone I would like." "She's a thief Kim." "A repentant thief who manages to get under you skin and rile you up so much." She winked at him before reaching out to pick some nachos. "I think I would get rid of not just her but you too." He sulked, "You are beginning to irritate me as much as she does."

“You’re making me feel bad—” “No, I am warning you. Father is, no doubt, a master plotter. He is also an Anomalous whose power is yet to be known. I don’t know what his reasons he must have when he recruited you despite your shortcomings, but I know for sure that there must be something about you that he wanted so badly—and he would never stop until it’s his.” “’Wouldn’t you agree that her Body-Thieving is somewhat special?” Perry leaned closer to them. “Once she inhabits a host body, she had access not only to their memory but also with their abilities. What if it’s what he’s been after all along?”