Stealing Friends Novels & Stories

I wore it because I was too weak to take it off before I had to. When we arrived, Luca was already at the main table. Sophia went straight to him. He stood at once, pulled out her chair, and asked whether the music was too loud. She smiled and pressed a quick kiss to his jaw. "Elena," Sophia said, pulling me down beside her, "this is Dante Valenti. He's an old friend of Luca's, apparently dangerous, and very single." Dante Valenti sat across from me in a navy suit without a tie, his lazy smile barely hiding sharp eyes. Three years ago, when my search nearly got me killed, Dante had gotten me out and kept unwanted visitors from my hospital room.

he teased, dark amusement flashing in his eyes. I slid into the seat silently, too drained_ too numb to fight. And too afraid of what would happen if I tried to defy him. He got in after me, starting the engine with a low growl. As the car sped away from the college and the carnage behind us I stared out the window, numb. I realized it didn't matter if it was Lewis or Aiden. I was just a prize being passed from one monster to another. And monsters never gave back what they stole.

He shrugged. “Well, you sure fooled me!” I thought back to the night they came over the wall. The night my new life was supposed to begin! “You killed my friends that night, you know? People I had known since I was ten!” I needed a drink just thinking about that night. It felt as if it was a lifetime ago, but in fact, it had only been two or three nights prior. I couldn’t even remember anymore. His stories about the beasts and vampires completely befuddled my mind! Taking a large sip, I felt it burn down my throat all the way to my stomach.

Where was he going, he obviously wasn't staying at the pack house or else I would have seen him there and there would be no need for him to steal to survive. What happened in those eight years I was gone? My best friend betrayed me, the other tried to use me as a play thing and the one person who I thought was still normal apparently is a renowned thief. Where had it all gone wrong?

You're the one who will give it away because you can't control your powers I smiled at their fighting. It was something that they always did because they were so different from each other. Well, we all were, really. Elena is nice and caring, always worried about other people's feelings, not wanting to upset anyone, and Lillie, well, she is dark. She doesn't care if she hurts anyone. She finds fun in picking on people. Sometimes, it gets a little dark, and we have to talk her down from murder, and then there's me. I don't really know who I am or how i even fit into our friendship i just know that they are the two people in this word that means the most to me and i have always been able to tru

Riley invited Jacob to join us, but he didn’t get a decent response. Jacob’s pack was not from the South. He had nothing to do with the threats and dangers that lurked around here, but as the oldest Alpha in our circle and the most experienced when it came to packs being attacked, he had always lent a helping hand to each of us. We were all friends, after all. That was until I made the mistake of trying to claim Clair Montrell, Jacob’s fated mate. He didn’t cut off his alliances with everyone in our circle, just with my pack. Not just the alliance, but everything in between. He threw away the fifteen years of friendship between us over a female.

I bellowed. He did as I said, and we met the rogues head on. The gnashing of teeth, and the sounds of claws ripping through flesh echoed through the property. The whimpers of the rogues lying on the ground dying was deafening. I had underestimated the capability of the rogues Brown had hired, because they proved to be very versed in the ways of fighting. It was to the point that I started to wonder where they had learned so well, and that’s when I saw him. My former friend, Steven. The one friend that I thought I could trust, and in the end, was proven very wrong.

“I love this place and, most importantly, your leader. He's a sweet guy, y'know?” They both laughed. “Who?” “That one? That lady?” I heard the snicker in her voice. “I don't care about that lady. She can go fuck herself if she wants. And don't pretend you don't know that bonds can really be stolen.” “Stolen?” her friend whispered, but I heard it clearly, even with my eyes closed and while standing some distance away.

Even several packs that have the alliance to strengthen the territory may betray each other and kill each other. Alpha Gerry barked with his eyes and grabbed Roland by the collar for being too riled up. "Don't spread slander! I've never done that! The Stealers are rotten and cursed people! I will not use people like them for my gain.” “The only people who take advantage of Stealers are people who don't believe in curses, and you are one of them,” Roland screamed because Apha Gerry pulled his collar even tighter. "If it's not true why do you have to be angry?"

"Do Alexander and the board know about these two?" "Not yet. I wanted to give you the information first since you're the CEO." She cleared her throat. "Miss Rose, when you present this evidence it's going to devastate people. Marcus, David, and Jonathan were trusted by everyone, including Alexander Thompson. Finding out they've been stealing for three years will feel like a massive betrayal." After we hung up, I stared at the forensic report, feeling sick. $183 million was stolen by men Alexander had considered friends and business partners.