Stealing Spree Novels & Stories

But Alessia had broken every rule: leaving before noon, stealing high-end items, and surrendering herself to the rebuke of the superiors around her. Her mind, which had always run along straight and candid lines, blurred over with a fog of adrenaline. Years of mastery-thieving seemed like mere seconds at the thought of getting caught. It was rare for such an occurrence to happen, yet in a moment of utter recklessness whilst swiping items from the foreign gypsy tradesmen, her false sense of bravado had her forgetting to check sideways for onlookers and most importantly, for the owner. Maker, Alessia desperately prayed to the Moon Goddess above. If I survive tonight, I swear never to steal and

Tomas Midnight struck on the church tower, its solemn chime echoing through the night as I pursued the reckless thief who fucking dared to violate my car, stealing my wallet. His skinny legs drove him ahead of me, but I could taste his fear in the wind as I followed. Behind me, the woman whose purse this asshole stole, sobbed with her kids clutched close to her. He was an amateur criminal and he didn’t know how big of a mistake he’d made.

》》Jason Dutton《《 "...do we have a plan?" I looked around at my crew and saw only smiles. "Good. Tomorrow night we strike." For our first heist this year we were going to break into the museum and steal a precious jewel. We would get the real deal and replace it with a replica at the same time an ATM bombing would take place on the other side of town. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Skyler and Sandy were dealing with the night-shift guards, tempting them into lust. Master Mind was taking out security cameras. Tyler, Felix and Phantom quickly went inside to get my jewel, the Pink Star.

Todd asked feeling concerned “Don’t worry she is really good" Stanley said allying his fears “okay, but isn’t Monday too far, what if they strike before Monday" Todd asked “Didn’t you ask her to move in with you like we discussed" Stanley asked “she wants to think about it" Todd responded, tapping his pen lightly on his table. “I see" Stanley said “Oh, how is the search going" Todd asked, he paused her hand that he was using to tap on his desk and listened closely. “I have a lead am working on, the spider scar is belongs to a gang called Spiders, they are notorious for robberies, kidnapping and assassination jobs”

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.

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!]

His only concern is money. "So, we promise to return his money if he gives us Amanda, so we steal it." Dan leans back in his chair and scratches his hair. Leandro sneers. "The only thing you'll be getting in return for stealing money from a guy like that is a painful death." Jade raises his head to look at me. "It won't be easy to steal from someone like Darius, not with the way he's distributed his cash." I make the decision, "We're not going after his money," following my gut, just as I have done ever since I ran away from home. "We aim for his attributes.

Seven rounds left, he counted grimly, rising to survey their surroundings. The highway ahead and behind them teemed with rogues, their numbers seemingly endless. A flash of movement caught his eye—Sleazy's motorcycle wobbling wildly as a rogue latched onto the back wheel. The biker fought to maintain control, but it was a losing battle. Steve watched in horror as the man was violently thrown from his seat, his body tumbling across the asphalt like a rag doll. What happened next turned Steve's blood to ice. The pack descended on Sleazy's broken form, tearing into him with savage abandon. A rogue ripped the man's head from his shoulders with a single vicious bite, then proceeded to tear into t

He projected a questioning look hoping to be mildly prepared for the Presidents speech but AJ merely shrugged his shoulders and turned to face Razor, leaving Scar even more worried. Scar had never been a man of many words, but even he couldn't help the many profanities stringing out of his mouth like vomit when Razor had addressed the situation in the calmest way he could. It turns out the bastards from the small motorcycle club had been stealing from their shipments of drugs and messing with the not-so-legal side of their coterie. Thousands of dollars of goods had been reported stolen earlier that day and many days before that. It would take months to regain that kind of money, but that was

It would be a miracle if we get a hold of the kid now. Within a blink of an eye, Spencer grabs the bike from the man without even asking him. My jaw drops as I witness my filthy rich boss stealing a bike from someone. The man doesn't notice at first but when he does, he starts to run after us. However, Spencer takes it to me and asks me to hop in behind him. We are gonna catch a thief by stealing something ourselves? “It might hurt your leg a little but hop in quickly! He is catching up.” When he notices my hesitation, he promises, “I'm gonna return the bloody bike to him once we are done, of course. Don't worry about it.”