Rebel Thief Who Stole The People Novels & Stories

Looking from the man to the door, Reena knew her mission was almost finished, now all she had to do was keep the man standing between her and her freedom intrigued enough to let her slip through his fingers. “Me?” Reena asked with a provocative little smirk, “Well I am a Thief.” The man she had come to know as Mason widened his eyes in what looked like a mixture of disbelief and amusement, and Reena inched ever closer to the door. She had figured out the man she met downstairs to be Caelan Thorne, the younger Thorne brother. “Well well, a beautiful woman in a red dress that simply begs to be fucked in claiming to be a thief.” Mason shook his head slowly, “This is definitely an unusual sight

She said concerned and he gave her a soft smile. "For poor people life is really difficult. Either you've to become dogs for powerful people or you die, we chose something different. We became rebellious but no one knows our identity. We just steal back the rightful things of the poor which were stolen by the powerful." He says truthfully and her eyes watered unknowingly and she pouted. Caleb glanced at her and a laugh escaped his lips. "Why are you crying?" He asked, still laughing. "I'm happy that people like you still exist." She muttered truthfully, earning a genuine smile from him.

“Check the entertainment pages.” I put him on speaker and opened my browser. The headlines loaded one after another like a series of small detonations. Adrian Cole Mystery Fiancée — Gold Digger or Cinderella? From Broken Engagement to Billionaire — The Calculated Rise of Lucy Vale. Lucy Vale a Gold Digger— Who Manipulated The CEO Into a Hasty Engagement After Her Failed Relationship. They uploaded everything. Raphael. The broken engagement. My father’s medical bills — reframed with surgical cruelty to paint a picture of desperation.

Luckily the man was still there and she had sprinted fast enough when she saw the thieves trying to run away with the grocery bags which the man tried snatching back from them. Ophelia landed a punch on one of the thieves face, sending him crashing to the floor.. “How useless can you get in life that you won't consider finding a job instead of stealing from the people needing the most help in the society?” Ophelia’s voice was harsh but she didn't mind as she hoped it made the man realize the gravity of what he had wanted to do. Momentarily stunned by the words and the punch that had sent their member crashing to the floor, the other three thieves taken aback by her sudden intervention hesita

"I think I know him!" As both Frank and Meg wheeled on her, she threw her hands up. "I mean, I'm not sure if it's him. So, there's this rumor that a burglar has been genetically altered just like us, and he gained the ability to airwalk like no one has ever seen before. "They call him the King of Thieves—he can steal whatever he wants to, and he's also said to be very young. He always appears fashionable, just like the kid in that photo."

He kicked the thief in the leg and shouted, “You think you can steal from me and get away with it?” The thief groaned, holding his ribs. At that point, people started gathering around. Some whispered, some laughed. I bent down and looked at the thief. “What’s in the pouch?” I asked with a raised brow. The red-haired man held it up. “Gold coins. Payment from a trader who bought my best cloth.” He looked up at me and gave a short bow. “Thank you, sir. If you hadn’t stopped him, he would have been gone.” I stood and nodded. “Just doing the right thing.”

Now, it no longer belonged to me. Before leaving, I called my lawyer. “Mr. Lane, has everything been arranged?” “Yes, Ms. Rivers. The funds have been transferred to your account. Your passport is ready, and the property in Swizor has been secured. Everything is in order.” I nodded, feeling a strange peace settle in my chest. “All right. Thank you. I’m leaving now.” The moment I ended the call, I saw a news headline flashing across my phone screen. [Mafia boss Zayn Levine is a total hen-pecked husband!]

He had seen himself as a curse to everyone, way back since that horrible event happened in his past. As he walked, a group of warriors caught his eyes, looking at the rectangular board hanging on the white-painted wall of the building. He noticed some wanted posters posted on it, depicting faces confirmed as criminals. “Look at this…” one warrior said. “It’s them.” “Who?” the other said. “That famous rebel guild I’ve told you before.” “Oh, the forgotten… what’s the name again?” “Forgotten Winter.” “Criminals?” “Uhuh. But some believe they stand with the people. They terrorize the country… assassinating nobles and high executives in the dark…”

He look down and take a deep breathe secretly. "İ apologize but İ failed the mission, though at first it was perfect and we almost got the diamond through purchasing it but at unexpected moment, Vladimir suddenly appear with his members and stole the diamond, İ try so hard to stopped them But my power and 5 bodyguards is not enough to fight against them so they succeed to steal the diamond," he explained and their eyebrows meets while looking at him. "İdiot!, you said you can handle everything and has a nice planned, but what the fuck is this,!" his dad voice raised and shot him a deadly glare.

I deceived him. “He'll never let it go Mario. He'll take my babies from me. He'll kill me.” I choked on my own breathe. I clutched my throat, trying to breathe. I didn't remember how. “I promised myself the second I walked out of that filthy place that ruined me that I'd never have anything to do any man who trafficked humans. People like they were cattles.” I confessed. My face wound tight. Mario's eyes pinched in confusion. He eyes roamed over my face. His lips were moving but I couldn't hear a word he said. Only the shattering of my own voice.