Stolen Novels & Stories

For twenty minutes, the only sounds were the rain and my pen scratching calculations, Lucien's breath warming the side of my neck as he watched over my shoulder. Finally, I looked up. "Route three is a trap. The Malacca blind zone again whoever constructed this projection wants your cargo to disappear. It's not a mistake, Lucien. It's sabotage." His expression didn't change, but I saw the flicker of respect, dark and reluctant. "You're good," he murmured. "Too good." He stepped closer, erasing the distance between us. His hand came up, fingers tracing my jaw with a gentleness that contradicted the hunger in his eyes.

"It is a private loan." The puzzle pieces suddenly crashed together in my brain. The missing medical supplies. The erased security computer. The acid inside Ciro's knee brace. Valeria was drowning in secret debt. She needed a huge amount of money, fast. She partnered with bad people. She put the acid on Ciro’s gear to ruin his career, hoping the Kensington clinic would get an insurance payout or that she could take control of the family money in the chaos. And when Ciro found out, she let me take the blame.

Stowaway Chapter twelve. Aiden's point of view. I can't believe she had me over that fish; I honestly didn't know what to say to her, she's stood there with her hands on her hips and her cute little pouty face as she accuses me of killing her baby fish! Yep, I fell for it hook line and sinker as I actually apologised for killing a fish. "I'm sorry." I say beginning to actually feel a little guilty now as I look down at the dead fish in my hands. Looking up, my brothers are now rolling around, laughing at my sorry ass, as the little minx laughs along with them.

The older’s wallet is often bulky that he won’t notice it, if he take a few notes from it. Dae don’t quite like the idea of stealing but there’s no other means for him. He want money for his needs and the older most often doesn’t give him. The first time he stole was for buying a gift for one of his friends on his birthday while he was in middle school. He was really guilty that time and even thought to put the money back. But then he told himself that he is not stealing since he is only taking a little from the money that Dad is putting into his account. Now he can steal from Aroon’s wallet without any guilt. But right now the time is not perfect for stealing. There is high chance that he

The stranger's words tumbled out in urgent desperation, "Of course! Your wife stole my wallet while I was shopping! Multiple witnesses saw her hiding it in her jacket! You must compensate me! This is theft! I'll drop the charges only if you pay me!" I'm utterly bewildered by the stranger's relentless, venomous outbursts, his every phrase dripping with vitriol and an unyielding fixation on "compensation." His repetitive demands for financial reparation reverberate like a mantra, hinting at an ulterior motive, a calculated ploy to exploit the situation for personal gain.

Jean says "Fine, thank you. I'll get you some paper." Jean went inside of his oldest daughter, Tilly's tent. As he did this, Arthur stole all the money Jean hid in his son Tack's tent. Tack prided himself in protecting the money, but Tack was asleep. Arthur drove off in Jean's truck, Arthur stole Jean's key by grabbing it off of the back of Jean's truck. Jean came outside of Tilly's tent with paper to get the directions, but by the time he did, he saw Jean driving off in his truck with all of Jean's money.

This time, they were not afraid of the old lady calling the police anymore. Stefan even told the old lady directly, “You said you were a member of our family, so taking that money was not considered as stealing. Then let me tell you this, that sum of money was from before your marriage. After you and my father got married, all of his money was controlled by you. Old hag! I have ways to send you to prison! Everything could be clearly seen in the surveillance at our house. You had indeed stolen our money! Not only did you steal the money, but you were also a habitual thief! I have ways to let you rot in prison!” Stefan threatened the old lady. The old lady had n

Several guards came rushing to the storage house with one of the ministers. "No, no, no!" the minister yelled in despair as he watched the storage being eaten by fire. He was about to check on his collection but suddenly found his storage on fire. The weapons he tried so hard to collect in secret were inside the storage and if the fire was not put out immediately, they'd be damaged. Plus, it would be discovered since everyone thought that it was storage of woods, not illegally acquired weapons.

cursed the girl "I will just have this water bottle" announced Stephen to the cashier "that would be 2.04$" said the casher As Stephen was looking for his wallet he noticed it was gone he kept looking for a couple of minutes but still found nothing. then realization hit him the guy bumped into him stole his wallet and he looked at the girl that was annoying him all morning trying to get a taxi and another realization hit him 'they must be working together' thought Stephen to himself and dashed to her before she rode the taxi, he roughly caught her arm and told the taxi "Sorry we will be walking together" lied Stephen making the fakest smile

I asked, “How long will it take to reach the hotel?” “Sir, just 15 minutes more,” he replied. I nodded and engrossed in my work. I was so lost that I did not realise the car had arrived at the destination. “Sir we have reached,” the driver said. I closed the laptop, kept it inside my bag. The driver warned me “Sir keep the valuable items safely, there are many thieves in the city”