Royal Thieves Novels & Stories

"They said the thief was quick on his feet. They chased and chased but they couldn't catch him. I can't believe it. This has never happened before. And there are so many things in this Kingdom. Why steal my precious golden berries?" Sweat dripped down Ron's face with every word. His eyes darted between Ludiciel and Zedekiel. He was hoping Zedekiel wouldn't rat him out. "P-Prince Ludiciel, don't be sad. You have many of those berries, don't you? They'll grow back" "But what about the thief?" Zedekiel asked, intensifying Ron's fear. "We should do something. We can't have someone snooping around the castle,can we Prince Ron?"

The only thing he did was to wipe their traces and even add their information to a boarded plane so that it could look like they had died in the crash. If he wanted to threaten her with her grandparents who were old, Rhiannon had already taken care of that and they were in hiding too. As for the royals, he wasn’t worried at all because no matter how many allies the man got, they would never stand at an equal footstand with the royals who were feared by all the countries as they had the dangerous soldiers who had been trained that if they went to battle, there was no giving their enemy a chance to regret and retreat, they should attack them fiercely and wipe out all their enemies leaving none

She asked tentatively. "Of course, it's important. You don't know that purple crystal is the symbol of the status of the queen of the royal family. But I heard that it was lost many years ago and was finally found by the first prince. In the end, it was stolen on the day of the auction." Speaking of this, Bruce shook his head. "The thieves are so bold. How dare them to steal the crystal out of all things. They are courting death." "I see." Gu Xi nodded thoughtfully.

I say. Hunt flinches at the casual mention of the fact that Raoul seems to have it out for me. He is the leader of the Thieve's Guild and ever since we joined it has seemed as if he wants me gone. Not just out either, but gone. Completely. I will just have to add him to the list that seems to be getting longer and longer lately.

"A boy who flinched when a door closed too loudly suddenly became a master thief? A boy who had no pockets and no bags somehow carried heavy, solid silver plates entirely past my royal guards?" Martha took a tiny step backward, her eyes darting toward the locked doors. "I... I do not know how he did it, Alpha. I only know what he confessed to. He said it with his own mouth in the great hall." "He confessed to violently attacking the Queen," I stated, my golden eyes completely locking onto hers. "Did you see him do it? Did you see the sweet, broken Omega raise his hand against a royal Princess?" "I did not see it, my King!" Martha cried out, tears finally spilling over her wrinkled cheeks. "I

My voice dripped with amusement. But Royce wouldn't have it; his lips stretched into a broad smile, and after about four seconds, he began to speak again. "Even though that fat maid had always gotten on my nerves, I can vow with my life that she's not a thief and definitely didn't steal that royal heirloom." His voice was filled with certainty as he spoke, and his expression was stern and confident. "If you didn't do it, then there must be another enemy somewhere, and you know what that means, we have to be careful, because we don't know what the person is after." He said, his voice heavy and grave.

“I work alone. You know that. This job is more than likely going to go sideways as it is, I don’t need someone else to help fuck it up further.” “You don’t have a choice!” His fist bangs on the table with force, “I don’t have a choice. I will give you more details as I get them.” I left Miko’s - folder in hand and a bigger weight on my shoulders than when I walked in. My job was to break into the Royal vault, steal the new Queens Crown, and get it out without being caught. Then get me, Lizzy, and my boy, as far from this life as possible.

A woman in a market stall was being interviewed. “You know, maybe now the royal family will finally understand what it feels like to be robbed in broad daylight. We’ve been suffering the brunt of the Onyx Herald rogues for so long because there has been no protection over our heads. But now that the royal family has been directly affected, maybe they’ll finally pay more attention to us.” She said, an aloof look on her face as she stood. I clenched my fists tight. “So, you feel that the royal family hasn’t been addressing the threat of the Onyx Herald rogues adequately?” The interviewer pushed, and the lady chuckled.

Maison intercepted it with brutal efficiency, his larger wolf form slamming into the attacker with bone-crushing force. More enemies poured from the forest, their numbers far greater than the initial howls had suggested. This wasn't just a raiding, this seemed to be trying to stop the full prophecy from coming to pass, but what Royal line was he even talking about? All four Royal houses fell in the Great Werewolf War. What the hell is he talking about? The Royal Line was a myth, a legend told to pups before bedtime—the original werewolf bloodline from which all others supposedly descended. If that was real...

They turned to look when Marco and Sabrina walked toward them and the ones who weren't wearing a green or purple pendant on their collar stepped to the side and dropped to a knee out of respect. “Good evening, everyone,” Marco said, as he and Sabrina walked by. The two made their way into the main room and Sabrina's gaze moved toward the very back, where the King of Orsino sat on his throne. He looked regal and proud as he gazed out at the audience. Seated next to him was Queen Magdalena. She sat with a smug expression on her face, as though she was too good for even her own party. Surrounding the royalty were guards, but also guests. Many of them appeared to be nobles, based on their expens