The Thief And His Mother Novels & Stories

“ Some of the tonic spilled over and I growled. She winced, cowering inside my arms. I toned down my voice. “What happened to your mother?” “A rogue took her. An ugly, lunatic named Gossart.” She whispered through her sobs. Rogues kidnapped her mother. Where’s the rest of her family? This poor little she-wolf. And now she probably mistook me for one of them. However, rogues did not live in luxury such as mine. There were rogue overlords but they lived like moles in dark gothic houses. Sultan bristled with vengeance curdling in his blood.

Now he could not be spotted anywhere in the room. Mom was still standing there watching the corners of the room in apprehension. "Aahana; I swear I listened to some footsteps. It sounded as if someone has jumped inside from your window. Keep it close." Mom said in a worried tone and went to the windows and closed it. "I was so afraid I thought there is some theif," Mom said hugging me tightly, while I battled the hard task of controlling my wide teeth smile. A thief; I giggled in my mind. Yeah there was a thief; The one who stole my heart. A billionaire thief, the great businessman who is the owner of numerous enterprises and has its permanent residence in my heart.

He gave the family of Alcyoneus a temple of their own, gold and sacred relics, and promised that their second son would serve as a judge at the next Olympian Games. My mother knelt before my shrine the whole night through. “Hebe,” she said, “your mother is sorry. I promised to avenge you, and I cannot even protect myself.” “But I swear this.” She lifted her head, and there was a light in her eyes I had never seen. “Not one of them will know peace.” My mother changed.

Make sure to become a decent person in your next life. The police had not expected to witness another murder scene while arresting their suspect. They handcuffed Mom and prepared to take her away. She remained eerily calm the entire way, until the very second before she was to be put into the police car, she suddenly broke free and sprinted toward the main road. A car, unable to brake in time, slammed into her with a sickening thud. Mom was thrown heavily onto the ground, blood oozing from her mouth. I felt my spirit begin to fade as I started becoming transparent. I knew it was time for me to go.

she spat. "When I asked you to steal that money, I thought you had a brain in that head of yours. But you proved me wrong, you don't even have a brain, and you got caught," her mother taunted. Violet's jaw dropped, tears welling up in her eyes. "Yes, sister, Mom's right. You are not family because you couldn't even pull off a simple theft without ending up in a place like this with these lowlifes," Ava added, scornfully glancing at the other prisoners.

At last, realization struck. "It was you!" She lunged at my mother, her voice shrill. "You switched the necklaces! You did this to me on purpose!" My mother calmly stepped back, easily avoiding her grasp. "Vanessa, you were the one who tried to harm me first." "I didn't! I don't know anything about any necklace—" "That's enough." My mother's voice turned icy. "Richard Hart and Vanessa Moore conspired to steal my identity and fortune using a soul-swapping necklace.

Even if it was just the Replenisher she stole, that was enough for them to vanquish her and everything she loved. His mother was a thief... A rogue. He had not even known after that last part except when Mufasa mentioned it just tonight. He hated rogues, yet his mother was one. And she had been with a vampire. A rogue and a vampire was a bloody terrible combination. They must have wrecked havoc together.

The death of Naha spread over the town. Her parents visited her body and were in deep sorrow ness during the funeral. They were informed that robbers had done the murdering. The Mother said crying near the grave, "I won't blame anyone except the little girl's parents. Thieving happens when one don't have money....he begins stealing. This is why the thieves were created for getting money. They needed it for their own needs" everyone agreed with her words cause they were the words of a sorrowed mother.

I could recall every detail of the intricate designs carved into the door down to the scuff in the far right corner from the one time I almost got caught listening in on a meeting she had with some male and female eight years ago. The door swung open as my mother stormed out of the room after completing a deal that made her smile wider than I had ever seen. She was so lost in her excitement for claiming the female's ability to have children that she, thankfully, didn't notice me or hear the door hit my boot. I waited another minute before letting out a heavy sigh, trying my best to control my breathing and heart rate. I was the world's best thief. I stole from countless people in dangerous s

The slice of bread fell off my hands and I seized to chew the ones in my mouth. He clapped his hands together, walking into the room. "I've always known you were a little thief. So this is what you do? Sneak into my mother's kitchen every night and steal her food?" I was currently holding my heart in my chest. "I swear this is the first and only time. I was really hungry so I just decided to take a few pieces of bread since your mother took all my money—" I wasn't allowed to finish my statement. "Your first time since I caught you and what do you mean 'all your money?' That's my mother's money because you live under our roof and you have to pay for it. She's been generous for too long and yo