Novel & Cerita The Book Thieves Review

Peering at the door to see if the guards weren't looking, I slipped the book into one of the huge pockets of the dress I was wearing. For the first time, Noah's wardrobe actually came in handy. After securing my stolen artifact, I made sure to tidy up the crime scene. Adjusting some books on the same row I'd picked the first one, I pushed the other books together so no one would suspect a book was missing from its place. Mentally patting myself on the back, I smoothed any crease the book would cause and turned to make my way to one of Noah's chairs. That is, until someone's breath fanned the back of my neck.

About something being taken— From someone who thought they held everything. Lucian stepped forward beside me. His brow furrowed. His voice calm—but confused. “What book is this?” he asked. “And how valuable is it?” The gatekeeper turned to him. His expression grave. “It is one of Blackwood’s most treasured history and sorcery books,” he said slowly. A pause. Then His voice dropped. “And its theft has brought instability to the realm.”

With a quick flick of my wrist, I sent it crashing to the ground, its shattering echo reverberating through the hallway. The thieves startled, their attention drawn to the source of the disturbance. Seizing the opportunity, I lunged forward, my movements precise and calculated. With a series of swift, well-timed maneuvers, I incapacitated the closest thief, disarming him of his tools. However, the element of surprise had faded, and the remaining thieves retaliated with heightened aggression. Their movements were fluid and coordinated, their skills honed through countless heists. I dodged their advances with agility, relying on my training and instincts to keep me one step ahead.

The others hesitated, hissing, as if they had never faced this kind of power before. “Selene!” Fenrir shouted again, but this time there was awe in his voice. I felt my chest tighten. The book pulsed stronger, almost as if it was alive. Each step I took, the light followed, pushing the creatures back. One lunged at me again—I slammed the book against it, and it disintegrated. Winter cheered. “Mother! That’s amazing!”

"Naomi wants deep-dish pizza. Let’s leave early tomorrow." I shut the laptop and headed back to my room. The second I pushed open the door, an overpoweringly sweet perfume hit me in the face. My princess-style bedroom had been turned into a bunk bed setup. The desk that used to hold all my academic trophies was now covered in Naomi Gibson’s lipstick, foundation bottles, and half a box of leaking strawberries. This room had stopped belonging to me a long time ago. I climbed onto the top bunk and froze when I saw my pillow. That day came crashing back into my mind all over again. Cameron Morrow had ripped Naomi’s exam admission ticket out from inside my pillowcase and hurled it straight at my

, then submit both copies to the homeroom teacher. Running into an old friend in a foreign country slowly drew us back together. During the evening dog walks, he would casually hand me two boxes of cookies and chocolate he had baked himself. Nobody would believe it. The science geek who used to obsess over mathematical theorems was now making pastries better than five-star hotels. I figured that too much bland local food had nearly erased his will to live. On the way back to my apartment, I was caught off guard when a black car screeched to a halt, and two bulky men lunged out. One grabbed my arms, the other covered my mouth, and they hauled me into the car.

ASTRID TALITHA'S POINT OF VIEW I headed to a bookstore near our campus to look for the new edition of the book about celestial works, since my class will start later today, about 10:00 AM, I still have much time to roam around here. I almost spent all of my savings buying a lot of books I may find, especially after seeing new books launched by some of my favorite authors. Whenever I have a fight with Kolten and Orion, they knew where to bring me. They used to spoil me with a lot of books and let me use them as my advantage to save my allowance. That's how they bribe me! But in a serious speaking, if Lia and Zette were being satisfied buying and collecting cosmetic products of their favorite

While I am waiting, I pick up the book by his bedside and read the title, ‘Six of Crows’, I turn it around to read the blurb, it was about six thieves trying to pull off an impossible heist to save their country. The book seemed like a very interesting read, maybe after Blake was done with the book, I could read after him. In the meantime, I bring out my phone and I open the app I have for books. I go the book I am currently reading, it is murder mystery/ thriller, titled ‘As good as dead’ and it is very interesting and intriguing.

With this book, Bia first learned about her parent's history. She would spend hours in the afternoon lying on the wooden floor of her room on the boat just reading the book. It was a huge book made entirely of dark leather. There was nothing on the cover, just the leather, so that a thief would not think it was valuable. But if you dared to open the book the first words you would read were "treasure book". The first time Bia opened the book she did not know what treasure means so she did not got from the first page before letting the book aside and going back to play.

LOLITA'S POV The gammas leave with formal bows and hollow reassurances. I close the door behind them, my fingers trembling against the polished wood. Their words echo in my ears — a coincidence, just a coincidence that Marcus and I were in Moonfall when the rogues attacked. No connection to our visit to Morena. No reason for suspicion. Lies. All of it. My broken arm throbs beneath its cast, like a reminder of the price we have paid. The price Marcus paid with his life.