Stolen Novels & Stories

That someone could make money by changing a few parts and adding a few pretty pictures. It forced Magnus to stop his introduction to his favourite hobby turned business to take a phone call. He wasn’t sure who it was. His phone read, ‘No Caller ID.’ Out of curiosity, he connected the call. “I’m just going to take this and be right back.” He walked into the office and watched Sapphire wander the shop through the observation window in the office. “Hello?” “Magnus McDonnell?” “Yes?” “You have stolen something that belongs to the Vagas Pack. Return it now or you will pay for the theft.” He didn’t get to say anything. The woman on the other end hung up after saying

Did she slide it in his pocket to divert the blame? He felt his head spinning as one after other, heavy questions heaped on one another. He took a step back in shock, loathing himself for not figuring this out way earlier. Dominic Frantino was selfish, power-hungry, and a borderline monstrous man but, one thing that he certainly wasn't was stupid. He'd have buried that data six feet down if he could have, carrying it carelessly in his pocket would have been the last thing in his mind. And if Donavan's line of thought was correct, Tara's desperation to have Dominic killed could be easily explained, given her deadly plan to cage him in this inescapable trap.

Alves tried to talk to her, she always looked disinterested. It was Saturday and Stella came to meet Daniel. Jordan was taking a shower and Stella was waiting for him in his room. Mrs. Alves was passing by when she saw something. She saw Stella stealing some money from Daniel’s wallet. She widened her eyes. She opened the door immediately. Stella flinched and put the money back in the wallet. “What are you doing Stella? Are you stealing money from Daniel’s wallet?” “What? N-no” “stop lying! I saw you just now”, Mrs. Alves said, grabbing her arm. Jordan came out of the shower. “What happened mom? What’s going on here?” “Daniel, I just caught Stella red handed. She was stealing money from your

he replied shakingly. "You allowed my goods to get rob,do you know how much I spent on that,"Grayson said angrily then he shot him in his leg. "Ahhhh,"the man scream in pain. The others just watch in fear,they silently prayed in their mind for the lord to save them from this devil. "Michelle I want you to find out about the current location of those bastards that stole my goods,"grayson said to michelle. Michelle contact leon in the clan who happens to be good at anything hacking,few minutes later,leon sent the location of the thief.

"Alright. Even if I were the suspect, I should at least know what we stole. Don't suspects need to identify the stolen goods?" "Stolen good? We have it," the cop took out an evidence bag and dangled it in front of her. He continued, "This is the stolen good. She said it didn't belong to her, but we found it at her place. If she didn't steal it, who did?" Stella was at a loss for words the moment saw the "stolen good." 'The so-called stolen good is clearly my wedding ring! Now I know which bastard called the cops!' she thought.

She was scared out of her wit, the least she needed, definitely wasn't to watch the fire sizzling in his bluish eyes. "Speak you bitch!" Alicia flinched at his tone. "I stole the swipe car from your briefcase when you actually went to use the bathroom, on the day we had sex." "Oh..." Mark mouthed, "so other than being a slut, you are a thief?" "No, that's not true." Alicia vehemently denied. "I am not a slut neither am I a thief." "Then what do you call, taking someone's thing without the owner's permission? Do you have a new name for it other than stealing?"

Dominic’s expression turned solemn, and he mumbled, “This is bad…” Steal and pilfer. Both meant that Dimas wanted to forcibly take something that did not belong to him! His greatest worry was about to happen!

Elsie said fearfully. "P-please Mrs. Elsie please help m-me or I-I will die here. Please-please." she said joining her hands in front of her making Mrs. Elsie fell bad for the poor girl. She wanted to help her but not at the stake of her own family but Hazel was also not less than her family for her. Hazel has helped her many times when there was shortage of money inher family, she helped her by giving her expensive jewellery to her for expenses and when Alexander get to find her jewellery missing he had beaten her a lot but the poor girl never told the truth.

Peter A jolt of shock and disbelief surged through me as I processed Vasil's words. Stolen? When? How? "Stolen?" I repeated, my voice edged with frustration and desperation. "What do you know about the theft?" Vasil sighed heavily, his expression revealing his own disappointment. "It was taken just a few days ago... Right around the time you went into a coma. The theft was executed with an alarming level of sophistication. The museum's security was bypassed entirely. They're working on recovering the surveillance footage."

Finally, the person on the other side picked up the call. "Maya, were you ignoring my calls? Where the fuck are you?!" he roared. "I'm just waking up and my phone was on silence. Why do you sound so disturbed?" she asked. "The money is gone. Someone stole it." "What?!" Maya exclaimed over the phone. "How did it happen?" Mason didn't want her to know he had bought a whore and that whore took the entire money, so he found a lie. "I was robbed last night. A strange man trailed me down to the apartment. He struck me from behind and I lost consciousness. When I woke up this morning, the money was gone."