Phantom Thief Outfit Novels & Stories

Book two of the Alpha's Phoenix mate! Melissa is a simple illiterate human village girl who dreams of going to school and becoming an architectural designer but her dreams get shattered when she is forced to marry a man five times her age. She finds a way to get out of the marriage and with the help of Kaira, goes to a different country where she meets Dean. Dean is the alpha of Black phantom pack who's been waiting to find his mate but after finally finding her, he gets shattered when he realises that she not only is an innocent little girl but also a human who isn't interested in love

Veronica Remington was given to her first husband by her cruel father who only saw her as a means to use for alliances, after years of tolerating the abuse and torture from her husband while she plotted her freedom. The opportunity came and she poisoned him. She played the part of a sad young widow and pretended to be devastated despite being the mastermind, however, she wasn't informed that in the mafia world, the wife of a member of the outfit is passed down to another. Her efforts to be free were all for nothing and she found herself bonded to the most vicious of them all, even worse he knows her secret and he's completely obsessed with claiming her for sinister reasons. Would she give up after having a taste of freedom only to be shoved back to the start? Will she fight with all she has and escape? Or will she give in to the temptation?

It was less than twenty-four hours until Amara Brady was supposed to walk down the aisle and pledge her life to the heir to the Fraser Fortune. Somewhere between cocktails and faux smiles came a masked man like a thief in the night, leaving behind only speculation of the absentee bride. She quickly comes to realize that no matter how clever, quick, or determined she may be that this man will never let her go... *Dark Romance *Obsessed MMC *Dual POV

What is an Alpha without her Luna? Everybody knows that when their Alpha meets his Luna, his strength will become tenfold and everyone in the clan will receive the Alpha's blessing. Once the Alpha turns eighteen, he would release a huge amount of aura to attract his mate if he hasn't met her yet. That was the culture of every wolf and it is the most important year of an Alpha. Marvin Brimon, Alpha of the Phantom clan, has been looking for his Luna even before he turns eighteen. With each year that he fails to find her, other werewolves started judging him and targeting his clan. It was a good thing that James Knight, Alpha of the strongest werewolves in the entire nation which was the Scarlet clan, was his father's friend. After learning that the Scarlet clan are joining force with them, nobody dared to mess with the Phantom clan. Although this only lasted when a Soothsayer appeared and claimed that a half human and half wolf would end Eric's life for good and stop his madness. He went in war to kill every women who was pregnant until he fulfilled his mission. After the war ended, Marvin started showing symptoms of Woreas. A rare disease when a male wolf doesn't have a mate. They grow weaker and weaker everyday until they have no strength left.The only cure for this is if they finally meet their mate but they have until the age of twenty five. So far, only one male had experienced this and he died a crucial death by the hands of other wolves. Will Marvin finds his mate or will he be mateless forever, allowing others to take his position as an Alpha. Read the story to find out. Story written by FeiFei17

The conference room had started leaking, so my fiancé, Zack Tim, and I moved to a hotel to continue discussing work. We had barely taken out our documents when the door was suddenly kicked open. “Welcome to tonight’s first live bust from the Cheaters on Catch team, a special Valentine’s edition! Just look at her and her plastic surgery. She has the face of a homewrecker…” Amidst my confusion, a storm of punches and insults came crashing down on me. Zack, on the other hand, was gagged, tied up, and dragged to the side. They tore up my contracts, ripped apart my custom-made outfit, and kicked my unborn child to death. The streamer clapped her hands cheerfully. “That’s it for today’s livestream! Client, don’t forget to leave us a good review.” If they thought they could walk out that door, well, I’d be damned.

Two lives. One obsession.By day, she's a street thief with killer curves and a hidden hunger. By night, she sells her body to the highest bidder.By day, he's a billionaire CEO closing deals. By night, he's the masked mafia king who rules the shadows.She stole his black card. He stole her freedom.But years ago, behind masks in a dark room, their bodies already knew each other scent, scar, birthmark. Now the chase is on. And when the masks fall... neither will escape.

Seeing nothing but the bare self of a girl in his kitchen, his thought suddenly went blank, even her grumbling stomach couldn’t get to him. A strange nude girl in his kitchen was something he hadn’t thought he would see in the next hundred years. She was weird, her long unraveled reddish brown hair was covering her face. Her body held, different old and new scars . And when she lift her eyes to look at him. The eyes was something he hasn’t seen before burning in flames. And a mixture of gold and blue. In a flash it swipe to deep sea blue eyes. The mop stick he held fell from his hands, leaving his mouth ajar. “Who are you?” He thought a thief had sneak in here, probably a food thief in his kitchen, but he ended up seeing something else. And she blinked her long and full lashes at him. Innocently. “Who the hell, are you?” He asked, his eyes running up and down her naked body again. He gulped down an invisible lump on his throat. What’s he gonna do? Her stomach growls. And she whined, giving him pleading eyes. He suddenly felt his knee went weak. “What are you doing here?” Was this some kind of nightmare, or what the hell was it?

At first, I thought it was just a regular body check-up. But when I wake up on the cold examination chair, the feeling of the binds on my limbs snuffs out the last trace of my hope. I growl at him threateningly. Still, I can't stop him from sliding his hand along my inner thigh all the way up. That's when I feel the cool latex being inserted into my body. I can only sob softly from the invasion. But the feelings of excitement, embarrassment, and humiliation keep surging into me. Once the check-up is over, I vow to never see him again. But what I don't expect is to see him haunting my dreams like a phantom…

Five years into my marriage to Dante Moretti, the Don of the Chicago Outfit, the entire underworld knew he loved me more than life itself. He’d had a violin—for me—tattooed right next to his family crest, a symbol of loyalty that could never be erased. Until I got the photo from his mistress. A cocktail waitress, sprawled naked in his arms, her skin marred by the dark bruises of rough sex. She had scrawled her name right next to the violin he’d gotten for me. And my husband had let her. "Dante says only being inside me makes him feel like a man anymore. You can’t even get him hard anymore, can you, sweet Alessia? Maybe it’s time to step aside." I didn't reply. I just made a single call. “I need a new identity. And a plane ticket out.”

I sat in the driver's seat as the GPS chimed, "You've arrived at Northpoint Corp. Check-in successful." I looked up. Graves. Nothing but graves. My phone buzzed. My boss tagged me in the group chat: [Zane Zander, system says you checked in ten minutes ago. Where the hell are you? The whole company's waiting. Learned how to spoof your GPS to slack off?] Cold sweat slid down my back. I stared at the fresh headstone outside my window. My photo was on it. My hands shook. I tried to send my boss a video—no signal. Just dead bars. No service. So how did I check in? Worse— In the rearview mirror, someone in my exact outfit rose slowly from behind a dirt mound. Could it be... Was I already "dead"?