Stealing Stories Novels & Stories

" The officers, who hated him with so much passion pretended to smile and, walked away, knowing that there was nothing they could do. Andre overheard one of them saying, "That's how all these spoiled brats are," while the other said, "Shh, please. I don't want to lose my job." Deciding to ignore them and focus on what was more important to him, he walked away. At that moment, the man whose taxi he had stolen came out and ran towards him, cursing loudly, "You criminal! You've bashed my car! What is this? You've ruined my car!"

Her weak eyes stared at Vincent. "Why are you doing this?" she whispered. Her voice was drained and tormenting. Vincent smiled and pulled a seat from the other side of the room. "Let me tell you a story." He lowers himself into the seat. "Two men ran a gang together. They were best friends and did everything together. One day, they stole a huge amount of money that could change their life forever. But as you know, humans are greedy. The older one plotted and killed the younger one. Just to get the fucked up money!" Vincent yelled.

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.

"It's a pretty common way for me to contribute, and I get a kick out of fucking with anyone who's trying to peddle cocaine to high-school kids." Jane still looked uncomfortable, and everyone picked up on it. "Listen," Mindy said, "I know it's probably hard. Stealing is wrong . . . that's what everyone is taught. But most of us could never hold full-time jobs or wouldn't want to. Keeping the streets safe from some genuinely evil beings is a job-and-a-half of work by itself." "Who . . . who do you steal from?" "Criminals, when we can help it," Anya said.

I heard El might have a secret lover somewhere. I felt like the ground had been ripped out from under me. I stopped dead in my tracks. The baby in her womb was Andrew's all along. The comment section was flooded with pity. "Eddie's story is just sad. He ended up losing both his love and the child." "Honestly, I'm giving him full permission to become a villain now." I felt like my heart was being crushed in a fist. The air left my lungs, and any hope I had left evaporated completely.

He paused, then looked at me. "If you want, I can alter its structure. Break the connection. I can even make it backfire on the person who cast it." So that was how it was… No wonder she became some so-called 'lucky streamer.' She was not lucky. She was burning through my luck, stealing my life. "How much?" I asked without hesitation. "I don't charge," he replied, calm and firm. "Stopping things like this is a good enough reason." I froze for a second, then immediately handed him the paper.

Seeing this, Dad stopped making her go, though he was still drowning in debt and his life was a complete disaster. I focused entirely on preparing for my college entrance exams, and Richard was so busy during this period that he was barely home. Not long after, I got ambushed by a group of thugs on my way to school. That day, our car happened to be in the shop, so I was walking home alone. I had just stepped outside the school gates when a man blocked my path. "So you're Natalie Shaw?" Before I could answer, someone grabbed me from behind, covering my mouth and dragging me to an abandoned warehouse. The moment they ripped off the blindfold, someone kicked me to the ground.

"Me? I didn't do anything, Conrad. I simply… said the truth. The press did the rest." “The truth?” My voice cracked. “There's no truth to your allegations. I didn't steal anything. I didn't take your work. You know that!" Gavin sighed, walking slowly around the desk, hands tucked in his pockets. “But the public doesn't care about the truth, do they? They care about narrative. And right now, your narrative is in the headline. That you stole my company's prototype and claimed it as yours. I stepped closer, voice raw. “It's my emergency alerts prototype Gavin. I shared the details with you before I produced it. It's what I always do, and that's why you know everything about it. That's why you'r

I didn't know if it was betrayal or not, but he knows that Reid and Brain from East Pack has been stealing from my great store to supply and sell supplies to elevate their Pack while I was blank, yesterday was different because I suddenly had an Idea to use a taser at the borders that led to the Great store. “Don't tell me you're sulking Kade, you said it yourself that no one can steal from you no matter what, I knew about those scoundrels and I let you figure it out yourself.” He explained and I scoffed, letting that bitter truth sink in. I brag a lot about how powerful I can be and that nothing can get past me but this didn't get past me. “You win, they stole from me and my Daughter's tuto