The Stealer Novels & Stories

Adrian dropped the remote and picked up his phone, scanning through the comments on the program; it seemed Bianca's strategy had worked; she had cleaned up the mess she started in the first place. He was going to do all he could to ensure Bianca didn't get a jail term as he had promised her. Seeing as the protesters had withdrawn from attacking Golden Fingers, relief washed over him. His only worry was, who the hell tried to steal the secret? Diane screamed out loudly and cussed nonstop as the flash she paid dollars to acquire turned out to be a boring animation. “Those assholes have swapped the flash!” She shouted banging hard on her car windscreen till it cracked. She should have known Adr

Controlled. Just like me.

Or rather, the life of my future career in media. I wanted to call his bluff. But even I could tell that every word he said, he meant. So, I stood there, and watched him call me a thief. I watched him say that fucking ridiculous proposal that would be my ticket to redemption –at least for stealing his Rolex watch eight years ago. I learned to cope with the guilt over the years. The guilt of stealing that hot stranger’s wristwatch. That hot stranger that fucked me so good that I – I shook the thought away instantly. No. I wasn't going to go there.

"Even though it hurt, even though it destroyed my fantasy. I needed to know; needed to understand that my twin isn't the angel I imagined, that blood doesn't guarantee loyalty or love." "You deserved truth," Luca said simply. "I've stolen enough from you through deception. I won't add to that by hiding information, even information that causes pain." "It's strange," Sienna murmured, already drifting toward sleep. "My sister, my own twin, is a calculating stranger but you - my kidnapper, have become something else, something I don't have words for yet."

And no other man, including Mazov couldn't touch her. It was eight in the evening when Mazov walked in his room. She was sitting on his bed with her head rested on her knees. He sat beside her and pulled out a photo from his pocket. " Your last test is to steal the pen drive from this man. " He told giving the photo to her. " Isn't he Mr. Rodriguez? Our Health minister.. " Catalina asked surprised. " No, he is a thief for me. With this, I will check your persuasion skills and presence of mind. He will be in Hotel Dalefess. Is it okay ,kitty? " Catalina nodded. She hid her smile forming on her lips. The task was so easy.

He saw the toys, the books, the clothes. "What a dump. Is this where you live, thief? Is this how you spend the money you steal from me?" He shook his head. Lena felt a surge of anger and pride. She didn't like Scar insulting her home. She didn't like Scar accusing her of stealing from him, even though she's literally a thief. "I don't steal from you, Scar. I don't even know you. And I don't have your money. I don't know what you're talking about." She snapped.

Laura said, leaving Carol no choice but to let her. The two of them carried the frame together towards the storage room. Laura could feel some eyes watching them as they walk. She was okay with it but then, she noticed that Carol was awfully quiet the whole way. The frame is indeed heavy, and the storage room is quiet far from her room, especially in this huge mansion filled with long hallways and enormous living rooms. She believes that she did the right decision by helping Carol carry it, but perhaps, she should’ve called someone else to help her instead of this.

What the hell is a stealer? "A stealer is an unmated She-wolf whose scent attracts windowed and unmated werewolves to herself." "What?" I ask aghast. "I believe you heard me well. You have become of age and now, you have the ability to release pheromones in order to attract your mate, but that pheromone is also capable of attracting widowed and unmated werewolves to you and only until you mate with one of them will they all stop being obsessed with you"

"Oh Keith, you can't imagine how happy I feel. I never like the thought of young women being left alone in the world. Tabitha is so lucky you live here." Keith smiled kindly at Linda but then glanced at Tabitha. The guy stared intimately, and his hint was clear. He would stay until he had her consent regarding the child in Tabitha's womb. "I have to go now to bring my groceries in. I was just getting back from shopping when I saw a really cool car. What's it called?" This time Linda was at a loss for words. "Jeep." Jace continued "Jeep! Yes … very manly. Perfect for the virile Keith." Linda answered, and Tabitha groaned inwardly.

"I am so close to getting everything we need. " "You lost our scientist," his voice is still deadly calm. "The cost of reclaiming him will be significant." "But he is devoted to me," I express proudly. "In his mind, I am his wife. He will do anything I ask of him." "And Steele?" his words hang in the air, as much a threat as a promise of harm to come should I fail. "He will be ours before the New Year," I promise. "And then, I will have access to everything."