Thief Castle Crashers Novels & Stories

The patters of the rain rented her ears, and it was with great relief that she caught sight of the gruesome portraits on the wall. “There’s no lasting damage to Ms. Amira, Ms. Hera,” said Mr. Castro the moment he was back. He and Hera alone were in the room. The others were reluctant to leave, keen to hear what he’s going to say to Hera, but when Mr. Castro threatened them month-worth detention, they scampered out of the room before he could even count.

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.

" On your right side. Turn the lamp on. " Catalina found the switch and pressed it. As soon as she touched it, an alarm went off. The pakhan snatched the gun from her hands and with one hand pushed her on the bed with him. She collided with his naked hard chest and now the gun rested on her cleavage. " Rule number 1 . Never believe a Mafia. " He laughed loudly and footsteps echoed in the corridor. The door opened with several men in there and one of them switched on the lights at last.

When Long Tian appeared, the scene he saw was a young girl fearlessly charging forward to rescue a kid from getting crushed under the descending, flaming hover. "This..." It was a heart shuddering scene.

Inviting Jason and his mate Thalia in, I politely asked her to take a seat. Thalia's presence brought a sense of calm to the room. Her confidence and poise were evident as she began to speak, elucidating the complexities surrounding Amara's true nature. I listened intently, absorbing each detail she shared, and it became clear that Amara was no ordinary wolf. She was a hybrid, a remarkable fusion of wolf and witch, destined for greatness if unbound appropriately.

It was Sierra and her Grade Heist System that had stolen everything. Upon remembering that, I felt my face go cold. I shoved the medicine back toward her. "I've already taken something. Mixing meds might cause a reaction." The words had barely left my mouth when Hailey Monroe, Sierra's best friend, burst out laughing. "Seriously, genius girl? You think taking flu medicine will ruin your shot at college? Sierra just felt bad for you being so alone and sick with no one to help, and you act like she's trying to sabotage you?"

Billy and his accomplices were grinning from ear to ear on the screen. "Thanks so much for the gift! We've successfully cracked down on a thieving syndicate today, and it's all thanks to your support! You guys are awesome!" They were still riding in their dilapidated van, racing along the winding mountain road to celebrate. The camera occasionally cut to the outside of the car, showing off their so-called speed and passion for racing, I stared at the screen for a long while. With my decade-long experience honed in auto repair, I quickly spotted an anomaly in their video.

Everyone looked unto the sky's, as the rumbles heartened sounding like the sky was about to tear in two, a heavy gust of wind blew, so thick and harsh, it scared everyone present. The fog was lifted with Caelan death and the people began running about as the heavy threw things off their places. Declan knew what was coming everyone knew.. The sacrifice wasn't made, Thaross wasn't given his food and so he was here to destroy. And slowly, the castle cracked, breaking and collapsing as he rose. Tharros, right from underneath the castle.. And a mob of souls floated through the air into his mouth to grace his presence.

Mang Ali replied, speeding off to find a nearby hospital. Haikal followed behind in the Mini Cooper with the broken driver’s side window. He didn’t turn on the AC and left the window open. Meanwhile, the four thugs started getting up from the ground, all sore. They were battered and bruised from William’s beating alone. "Ugh, damn it! We failed to kidnap Emmy. Don’t let Miss Vanessa find out we messed up. Tomorrow we’ll stake out her house again to find another chance, guys!" Wiro said—the most skilled fighter of the group.

“The Bloodfangs.” The name alone turned the air cold. Lyra’s breath caught as another violent crash echoed from somewhere below the castle. The walls trembled faintly beneath the impact, followed by distant screams and the unmistakable sound of fighting. Her pulse skyrocketed. “Who are they?” she asked shakily. Kael’s arm tightened around her waist protectively as he listened to the chaos outside. “Rogues,” he said darkly. “But far more organized than ordinary rogues.”