Stealing Writing Novels & Stories

Mom appeared behind me before I even noticed. She frowned, staring intently at the words. My heart raced. I wanted to explain, but Mom just smiled and pushed a bowl of stew toward me. The smell hit me, and my stomach churned. Her smile froze. She grabbed me and led me to the full-length mirror. The reflection staring back at me was just a thin shadow of myself. "You weigh less than 50 pounds now. Anyone looking at you would think I'm abusing you," she said with concern. "I make this stew for you every day to help you get stronger."

Lines of code…mirror copies of the stolen data began porting themselves to a hidden backup labelled simply ASHES 02. And deep in an encrypted chat, Victor Crane sent a single message to Charlotte Reed: “They think they stole the truth. Let them. The false light always blinds first.”

I asked and told no one, but I knew they understood. We are connected to each other now, one way or another. I felt an arm on my shoulder as a hand patted me hard. "Who would have thought we would become family?" Riley asked, and I chuckled. He was right. Who would have thought Riley and I would be connected in this way? The Goddess did play us all well. She did. But I wasn’t complaining. THE END. STEALING THE HEART OF MY ALPHA - Cassandra M / JULY - OCT 2022

It seems like her cousin was doing her writing extremely seriously, as seen by the furrow in her brow. She was curious about what she was writing, but she had a feeling it had something to do with their lesson. She goes gently towards her, hoping to catch a glimpse of what Kirsten is writing once she's behind her. But… Kirsten was immediately aware of her presence and closed the notebook she was holding. "Jeez!" Kirsten takes a deep breath. She was taken aback when she realized her cousin was behind her. "Relax. Sorry if I terrified you. What exactly are you writing?" Anita asked, referring to her notebook.

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.

“Relax, Liam, we will figure this out. I guess we need to persuade Adrian Grey more, and then we can destroy the evidence” “I do not think it is going to work, Amber, although we have a Truce, he kept denying the existence of it”. Amber was deep in thought, she paced endlessly, trying to rethink her mind, but the most extreme solution seemed to be the only option left. “He must be keeping it in his most cherished safe, don't you think Liam?” “What are you trying to insinuate?” Liam responded, raising a side glance at her batting lashes. “Let us steal it”, Amber suggested, smirking.

Knowing she could not dally anymore, she shouted, "Okay, okay! I will tell you the real truth now! Just stop!" Laura's dark skin now seemed to sag, weighed down by the crushing burden of her secret. Her grey hair appears dull and lifeless, like a veil of shame cast over her face. Her brown eyes, once warm and loving, now filled with tears, brimming with a deep remorse that threatened to spill over. Her voice trembled, a barely audible whisper, as if the words themselves were toxic, poisoning her very soul. "Tristan, I, I stole you," she stammers, the words hanging in the air like a challenge, a gauntlet thrown down, daring him to confront the truth.

" 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!"

To secure a major project, I had to fly overseas immediately. When I returned, two months had already passed. By then, that family was in complete ruin. Mr. Moonstone had been admitted to the ICU. Despite her advanced age, Mrs. Moonstone had boldly chosen love, running off with Caleb after emptying the family accounts. Emily, the illegitimate daughter, was ambitious, rallying shareholders to wrest control of the company from her. As for her so-called true love, Aaron, he caused her plenty of trouble as well. His plagiarism scandal had been exposed.

he said quietly, each word pressed with intention, “this is the CEO of BlueSky. You better not do anything stupid. Don’t offend him. I’ll try to get Lauren to change her mind.” Tessa turned her head slightly, giving him her attention this time. Her expression was calm, but her eyes held a depth that made Curtis pause for a fraction of a second. “Do you know stealing is a criminal offense?” he continued, his voice tightening as though he wanted to make sure his message sank in. Tessa’s brows drew together slightly as she studied him. “You’re saying you can go to jail for stealing?” she asked, her tone measured, as if she were confirming something important.