Stealing Spree Novels & Stories

Spade narrowed his eyes, and so did Matteo, they already had an idea where this conversation was going "So you're saying whoever sold the weapons to you stole it"? Matteo's asked and Stefano winked at him "Bingo" he squealed out "and they stole it from you" Spade chewed on his inner cheek, feeling his anger slowly start to surface, his hands on the table had fisted themselves "There's more" Stefano added, making Spade to look at him again, his face blank and bored, an indication he was angrier than he looked, he was so close to exploding.

boldly scrawled on the bottom, approving each purchase. “Gotcha, Ms Greyson,” I sneer as I look them over. I don’t know how my father got his hands on them, but they look real enough. It doesn’t matter if they are real, the implication is damning. Based on what is in my hands, Greyson Mills has been embezzling money from Steele Industries for YEARS and using that money to cover up their own crimes. It doesn’t matter if Cordelia knew what she was signing, or even if she signed them at all.

She turned, stunned, and saw several motorcycles speeding out from a nearby alley. Each bike had designer handbags strapped to the sides, different colors, clearly expensive. A gang of snatch thieves—organized and armed. “Well, well. Look at this pretty boy. You got a death wish for messing with our boss?” one of them barked, jumping off his bike and hurling a string of expletives. He raised a steel pipe and charged straight for Stephen. Stellar instinctively stepped forward to help, but Stephen stopped her with a calm, low voice. “Let me handle it.”

First, I had stolen the Arciero Book of Records and Mama’s diary, then I had returned the Book of Records, and now here I was, digging around for a ring to steal. I already knew my way in and out and I was yet to be notified of any change in the security system so I didn’t need any help from Spider, but it was still a huge risk and I was breaking at least a dozen of my own rules just by coming here—the first of which was to never return to the place I have stolen from before. That was how many repeat bank robbers got caught. And if third time’s the charm, tonight was the night I die. Or not.

The Big Four who heard the shuffling of feet at the door way, raised their heads to behold their new company. "Another traitor, huh?" Steven mocked as he eyed a Thogg whose face had been battered and whose body was now covered in bruises. "Yes boss" Ace replied "What's his offense?" "I caught him stealing these" Ace threw some bags of crack on the floor "The fuck, man. You're stealing my drugs?" Steven asked taking slow steps towards him "I'm really sorry, Boss. I really never meant to" "But you already did, so don't give me that flimsy excuse. Fucking save it for the marines"

He taught Troy where to shower and how to eat and to always stay away from the cops. In the beginning he had asked Blue if they ever ate out of garbage cans and Blue had been fit to be tied. He told him HELL no and explained that there was too much food around if you knew how to look. Thus came his lesson in stealing. Troy was not good at stealing. The stress of stealing could trigger a seizure, he had the trembles and bad tics which made him not the most stealth individual, and since he also wasn't a very fast runner, he would almost always get caught by the person that he robbed. Getting caught normally resulted in a beating.

Displeased, Spike pushed him away and said silently, “I found out myself.” “Really?” Rory squeezed his cheek. “My teaching was not in vain. You have made progress.” Spike looked proud. Duh. Rory picked up his phone to search the international news and soon found the report on the bank robbery in Richworth. All seven robbers were on the run. Rory smiled at Spike. “Do you want to avenge your mom?” Those who harmed his people would suffer the consequences. Spike nodded. He would make his mother’s bullies pay.

I was the one setting the pace. The cliffhanger wasn't the pursuit; it was the realization that as the train slowed for the next station, a notification appeared on the station’s digital billboard—a massive, glowing screen overlooking the tracks. WARRANT ISSUED FOR LIAM STERLING. CHARGES: GRAND THEFT, CORPORATE ESPIONAGE, KIDNAPPING.

And having a weak friend like Sophia, she was always there for her. They're being captured by the men driving the truck, because they tried to steal from them, and it was all Megan's idea that they should steal from the truck. Being an orphan, Megan use stealing as a means of living, she steals anything that comes her way, and she also dragged Sophia to her world of stealing. Megan has always been good when it comes to stealing. She's an expert in it, but unfortunately for her, today wasn't her lucky day, she was caught and now being taken to a place she has no idea of.

Together, they were a force to be reckoned with, a united front against the darkness that threatened to engulf them all. And so, with their sights set on the horizon, the team pressed forward, driven by their shared purpose and the unyielding determination to make a difference in a world where shadows and secrets intertwined. As Alex delved into the stolen information, a chilling realization dawned upon them. The heist had been more than just a recovery mission—it had unearthed a far-reaching conspiracy that extended to the highest echelons of power. The stolen data contained evidence of corruption, manipulation, and a plot that could destabilize nations and plunge the world into chaos.