Novel & Cerita The Book Thieves Review

I couldn't leave the girls alone, unaware of the threat lingering around. "Ana." Jaxon's call halted me again. I heard his footsteps near before a book was stretched to me. "Read this, and you'll have all your answers." *** Sitting in the small table in our kitchen with a large mug of coffee, I pulled out the book from my backpack. Dark color, leather binding and bold golden title; it was the same book Mr. Valerious took away from me in the library. The book of the forbidden creatures of night. It looked old, yet neat enough to know it had always been taken care of. Greatly.

One guard gasped, “We swear, Sovereign, there is no book with us. We are not thieves.” They writhed beneath my power, faces twisted, their pleading curdling in my ears. When the sound sickened me, I flicked my hand and released them. They collapsed into a tangle, shuddering, eyes wide as if the world had turned to glass. “You will neither eat nor sleep until my book is returned. Do you understand?” I said, my voice cold enough to frost. They nodded with desperate, animal motions. Still, unease gnawed like a rat. I strode the corridors, boots sounding a hard tattoo on flagstones, searching every wooden chest, every locked drawer. My feet carried me to the one door I never should have opened —

JESSICA’S POV The Den of Thieves did not simply smell like a city; it smelled like a wound that does not want to heal. All the breaths I got were filled with the smell of bodies that had not been washed, of fat being roasted and of the metallic, copper taste of blood. It was a feeling of suffocation.

The diamond slipped from my pocket and skidded across the polished floor. No. No, no, no A hand reached down and picked it up before I could. Slowly… I looked up. And for the first time that night I felt something close to fear. He was tall. Composed. Dangerous in a way that didn’t need to be loud. His dark eyes locked onto mine like he already knew everything. A slow smirk curved his lips. “I had a feeling you’d show up,” he said calmly. “ The notorious jewel thief.” My stomach dropped.

🎀CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHTY-ONE🎀 Panic instantly ripped through the library. The quiet readers who had been scattered among the tables began to scramble in terror, their hushed whispers turning into desperate cries as the thieves took over. To assert their dominance, the men began violently flipping the heavy wooden tables upside down. They tore priceless, ancient books straight from the shelves, tossing them onto the floor and carelessly stepping on them with their muddy boots. Zayla’s eyes widened in absolute shock at the wanton destruction. She quickly whipped her head to look at Asher, expecting a sudden outburst, but he didn't have a single reaction. He stood there like a statue o

"So have you stolen anything today?" "I stole a mug on the way in." Jovie stated. "Why do you steal? You're an heiress." "Remember that thing you said yesterday about comfort? I feel that when I steal something. It's like the world makes sense again." The feeling she was describing was kind of how I felt with her. I felt like I had known her my whole life and she was the only comfort I could feel. I don't even think gambling gave me this. "I've never met anyone like you," I blurted out.

She decides to read one of them aloud as there’s plenty of time and nothing else to do. Mariah starts reading “Dance of thieves” to Mr. Denis and she enjoys it herself as well. It’s a book about war for power among kingdoms and about fierce women. Mariah likes the book and doesn’t even realize that she’s been reading it for hours, when suddenly she feels an itchy feeling in her throat. So she puts down the book, drinks some water, injects some medicines and them checks up on the vitals. Mariah sits down and stares at the lifeless figure in front of her.

Ace raised his head, and I quickly dropped my gaze to the book in my hand, adjusting my reading glasses. “You're so wet for your stepbrother, you little slut,” Jeff grunted in Katie's ears as he slipped a hand inside her core. She whimpered under his touch, clenching around those thick fingers like it was her lifeline.” I adjusted myself on the couch as my insides squirmed from what I'd just read. I imagined Jeff's dialogue as Ace's and the thought of it made heat spread across my skin. In a fit to suppress what I was feeling, I brought my legs together.

I had never been kissed so plainly yet with so much emotion. My heart seemed to stop. Time seemed to slow, and when I opened my eyes the thief was gone, only the feeling of mild static on my lips, and the book was where our hands had connected. Torent was a strange town. -------- Hey guys! I just wanted to thankyou for your support! please leave a review if you're enjoying this book!

“Why don’t we just give them what they want?” “That’s not your call to make.” I looked around at the men in the room and they quickly lowered their heads to avoid meeting my gaze. My eyes paused again at Pa’s and I added, “There’s no giving them what they want, and besides, I’m not fond of their ways of propositioning. They behave less humanly and more barbarously.” “I agree with him on this,” Pietro chimed in. “They’ve been bombing our warehouses, killing our people, kidnapping our men and women, and stealing our drugs and weapons.”