Stealing Friends Novels & Stories

"What a man-stealing whore. Has she no shame." I don't want to show any fear or sadness at these biased, untrue claims but I can't keep my body from reacting. Tears fall onto the screen of the tablet. This was not how this was supposed to go. Today was supposed to be a happy day. "We'll get this cleared up," Tilly promises as she pulls me in for a sisterly hug. "None of this is true."

His friend was in trouble as he owed someone a lot of money. When he was little, he caused trouble in town and was caught by bad people. Now the same people from years ago are out for him. They won’t stop until they have what they need. His friend thinks stealing something valuable will solve everything. The person he was going to steal from is the person he likes and cares about. As he was explaining, his eyes wandered around. He never made eye contact, so I cupped his face to hold him still. His cheeks turned red, and his ears did. I released my hands away as I panicked. “Anyways, my friend finds it hard to do what’s right. It either steals from the person he likes or gets killed. On to

“A good number but that’s not the case. You should see Neil…” “Stop comparing yourself to people.” She snapped, “You’re you, you’re the best of you. Value the people who like you for who you really are. Those girls flocking around Neil and Brandon are only after their money, their looks, their game and what they get on the bed; they don’t actually like them for them. One day, Neil and Brandon would get tired when they realize they have a lot of fakes in their lives, they would start to look for what you have; real friends, a stable life, true love. What they have currently won’t last, can’t you see that? Colton Adams, you are…” She stopped when he began crying. She hugged him. She was sure p

She slipped it on then took hold of the black backpack she owned since freshman year and walked out of the room, shutting the door behind her. "There you are!" a familiar feminine voice spoke up, coercing her to lift her head to see who it was. It's Olivia, her best friend from high school. "Have a seat, I made breakfast" Olivia continued with a stern but calm voice. "Thank you, Olivia but I'm not hungry, besides I'm late for work," Rita said with a faint smile. "You know I'm not taking no for an answer," she says with feigned annoyance. Rita knows how her friend can be, authoritative and blunt sometimes, arguing with her is a total waste of time because Olivia will win.

She had lost an alarming amount of weight because of her illness. "I'll protect you this time, Mom," I murmured as I held her hand. I activated the tenfold transfer system, setting Bianca as the target. "I'll consider the seven million dollars that you stole from me as payment for your life, Bianca," I thought to myself.

I like to say my tiny group of friends have the same type of relationship, but Johns favourite joke for Bradley is to insinuate that he and I will become a couple. Now I had started to think of my group of friends, I slowly begin to miss them and the times we would go back and forth like this. If I do decide to stay after these next six months, how am I going to explain it to them or even if I don’t stay, how I’m meant to be able to try and put into words what I’m going through in this moment?!

Mark said, walking over to Victor. “And where are you going?” I asked him. “You haven't figured it out by now. God, how do you run that company, of yours ?” Alex said laughing. “You mean the one he stole.” Mark said and the laughter increased. Victor just stood there laughing. “So this was the plan, to create a fuss between Alex and Mark so that I would believe Mark really wanted to stay.” I said. Victor walked over away from his table towards me and stood in front of me, “did you really think after stealing my company, you could still take my friends away from me.” He said to me,

Seeing the situation, she immediately put on the act of a victim and explained to the neighbors, "Everyone, here's what happened. He owes me 290 grand. He used this house, worth 220 grand, to settle part of the debt. Now he's shamelessly trying to take it back. "I have a written transfer agreement with his name, Ryan Harris, clearly on it." With that, she pulled out a stack of documents and showed them to the crowd. The neighbors stepped closer. After reading, they turned to me. "Are you Ryan?" A bad feeling crept over me. "That agreement is definitely fake. I never signed anything." The moment I said that, the way they looked at me changed. They seemed more wary of me. Sebastian then shoute

Get close to her, earn her trust then swipe it clean. Although this idea sounds fairly reasonable it doesn't resonate with me. I know that I am the farthest thing from a good person but exploiting someone's feelings just to steal from them seems a bit much. If I can obtain the blueprint without hurting anyone either physically or otherwise (more than the action itself obviously) that would be the best course. What if I got an ally? Promise them some part of the reward for help? But who? The moment I reveal my motives to anyone the possibility of being ratted out is quite high. In my weeks here I have barely conversed with anyone, Just, Aiden, Clara and Elena.

maybe he has a reason to do that. 'What if that friend is in a situation where he can't ask Aunt? what will the friend say if he was asked how he knew about the case.' 'ohhh, the friend was not suppose to Know?' 'Yeah he was suppose to be in darkness.' 'Then something is wrong, there's just one way to this thing, it only means if this your so called friend want to help his friend out of this situation, he'll still have to move close to him, very close I mean to get the information of how the treasure he was accused of stealing really goes. what if the treasure was not stolen by him ?. Listen, If this friend of yours won't agree to do the work they'll give it to another person who will delive