Santa Thief Novels & Stories

She didn't know who it was but it was finally time to meet the person who has been gifting her Christmas for the past four years. Fourteen years old Year stood up and walked over to the board that she used to track her progress on finding her secret santa. She had been going block after block, apartment after apartment, house after house searching for a man that would fit the description for the last three years. Her town might not have been that big, but looking for a single man was like looking for a needel in a haysack. But she kept looking. And after three years she had two more houses left, assuming that the person does live in town. She ran out quickly and went to the first house but f

“No, Summer. Don’t talk about my sister like that. She is a kind person and would never steal…” Before she could finish speaking, Summer rushed up and grabbed North’s hand. There was a sparkling bracelet with a blue jewel sitting on her wrist. Melinda looked as though she had been struck. Her face was white, and she stumbled a couple of steps back. “North, how… Could it really be you?” Everyone was stunned. They had never dreamed that the thief would be found so quickly. Plus, the thief was actually Melinda’s older sister! North’s lips curved slowly into a smile.

“Let’s steal the it then! “ “What?! “ Zendaya’s eyes widened in horror. “But, Young Mistress, stealing is… “ “Yeah, yeah. I know. Stealing is bad “ Christiana hissed with an eye roll. Zendaya let out a heave. “But it won’t be considered stealing if I return the key before she can notice it is gone, right? And besides, Ma’am Theresa is like a mother to me. We don’t steal things from our mothers. We borrow things from them, right Zendaya? “ “Huh? “ Zendaya was confused. “Chillax, Zendy. You can do this “ “Me…me? “ “Uhmm “ Christiana pat her back in an assuring manner. “All you have to do is distract Ma’am Theresa. Leave the rest to me “ “But, Young Mistress… “ “No if’s and but’s, Zendaya. It’s

Tony looked up and glared at his son, snapping, “Now that you know Laurence is the very same boy Jane rescued all those years ago, are you still pinning your hopes on a thief? “That thief is a legend from decades ago! When he went off the grid, I was still a young man, and he was already getting old. By now, he’s probably dead. How are you going to hire him? Go down to hell and ask the Grim Reaper for him? “The thief did have an apprentice who inherited his incredible skills, but do you know who that apprentice is? It’s Suzy Stoll, the lady of the Lafayette family over in Meadspring! And who exactly is Suzy? She’s Jane’s sister-in-law!

“You must make him give it to you.” The dungeon bells rang. My jaw clenched. I turned away without another glance, my boots echoing as I strode toward the open doors. I already knew why the bells had been sounded. And as I stepped into the corridor, my suspicions were confirmed. ___________ Zeke. The thief who had stolen my salvation. He was bold, I’d give him that, but he was weak. Stupid. And worst of all, mine. Fate be damned. Curses be damned, because I would not—could not—be tied to this reckless, mouthy creature who knew nothing of silence, of obedience.

And potentially catastrophic. "Where's this shipment coming to?" I asked. "Red Star Maritime, I think. That's their main operation." I looked at the older man, who had been silent through Tommy's confession. "Anything to add?" He just glared at me with hatred. Mario sighed dramatically. "Some people just don't learn." He moved toward the older man with the serrated pliers. "Wait," the man said quickly. "The shipment... it's not just one thing. It's people. Professionals. The kind you hire when you want someone to disappear permanently."

It was Chloe, breathless, with Fiona in her arms—the chicken looked absurdly pleased with herself. "I found the criminal!" Chloe announced. "She was in the henhouse, with a bunch of stolen flowers. She made a stockpile." "She's an entrepreneur," Marco commented seriously. "She's a thief," Chloe corrected. "Entrepreneur." "Thief." "Guys," I interrupted, laughing. "Stop." Chloe approached, still holding Fiona, who now seemed to have accepted her fate. "Beautiful spot," she commented, looking around. "Couple's hideaway?"

I said, spreading the vault map on the bed. “Here, here, here, here,and here” I marked out the camera point with an x sign on the map. “So to get in without being caught by the camera I need to operate with a cloak and make sure I pass through here and here”I said and marked those points too. “The only thing left right now is the fingerprint lock”. Only Raymond can open the vault. So stealing the diamond means i need Raymond’s fingerprint. “I can't simply break into the vault. I need to get close enough to Raymond to use his fingerprint”

Hindi na siya naghintay pa na makarating sa classroom niya at kahit nasa field pa lang kami ay binuksan na niya ang regalo ko. “Pinuntahan namin ‘yong store kagabi. Out of stock na agad sila,” sambit pa ni Clara. “Purple pa talaga ‘yong binili mo! Hindi ko pa birthday pero feeling ko birthday ko na agad ngayon!” Naiyak na talaga siya. Natatawa na lamang namin siyang pinanood ni Clara. “OMG, girls! Look at what Brooklyn’s holding!” “It’s the latest phone from minkapp store!”

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