Thief Novels & Stories

“I saw her following me.” “See?” Sheels jumped and gave Hera a pat on the shoulder. “In theory, you could do so much more on your ability than just stealing a body. You can either copy their techniques, own their memories, and, most especially, be who they are. If I’m not mistaken, that is called Side-Thieving.” “What?” Sheels merely smiled. “And that’s what we’re going to work for this week, so,” she paused to ruffle Hera’s hair, “try to smarten up a bit. I don’t tolerate stupidity.”

He reached down to pick a nacho from the plate on the centre table. Kim watched him as she laughed chewing the piece in his mouth. They were in his apartment where he was safe from Red as he thought. "I can't wait to meet this Red." She said, "She sounds like someone I would like." "She's a thief Kim." "A repentant thief who manages to get under you skin and rile you up so much." She winked at him before reaching out to pick some nachos. "I think I would get rid of not just her but you too." He sulked, "You are beginning to irritate me as much as she does."

"I've been doing it for years. I've been wearing disguises that made me unrecognizable, and I stole jewels from the highest bidders who loved to collect them." "It was just a game, but I got addicted, and I didn't know how to stop." "I made each man fall in love with me using a different face, and when I knew all their weaknesses, that's when I attacked and got what I wanted." "They never managed to trace me or bother me because I always took naked pictures of them and threatened to post them online." "I thought I could do the same with Ares, but he found out." "Wait, so you married the guy so that you could steal from him?"

“And there’s my other option, he was making this repetitive motion of cleaning his nails then massaging his imaginary back pocket. I guess his job is to be one of the lookouts.“ I stood getting tired of sitting. “So, tell me who should I pick.” “It depends if you could also tell who’s the better fighter between the two of them.” I nodded, “Okay, I get it. But that’s irrelevant in my way of choosing. However, to enlighten you, the thief is the better fighter. He’s an ex-military official, look closely at his stance and that small burnt mark on his hand and how his thumb hangs broken to the side. He got it from torture, specifically from an MI6 operative.” “Then

I couldn’t afford to lose it right now, but I also had to get out of there as soon as possible or it would be too late. “Well, you are the only heir to the throne, aren’t you?” He looked amused and a little surprised. “I am not! You know I thought you beasts were stupid, but I never realized the extent of your stupidity.” I laughed. I was pushing the envelope, but I seriously had to get out of there. If I told him I was a nobody, he would just kill me. If I told him I was somebody, my life would definitely get more complicated. Why did this have to happen now? My life was finally going somewhere. What I found strange was that we were never taught that they could shift form. That I found inte

Chapter 563 The thief looked fierce. Tina did not expect him to carry a knife. The knife flashed in the light. Tina felt a chill all over her body and immediately gulped. "Go to hell!" the thief shouted angrily, held the knife, and swung at Tina. Tina subconsciously stepped back and avoided the thief's knife. But at her feet, there was the money that slipped out of the thief's hand after he fell. Before she had time to breathe a sigh of relief, she accidentally stepped on the money and fell.

And honestly, I didn’t know how that made me feel! “What say you?” I rolled my shoulders before squaring them, then pinned her down with my hard gaze. Her eyes skitted to her brother before flying back to me, and then she swallowed down the visible lump in her throat. “Whatever sin did he commit?” Her voice came out low, all was gone from her body. I turned my head to Terrell, one of my trusted soldiers and the one man who was able to track down the thief who had been stealing from us for the past six months.

"You're a thief." "Excuse me?" I asked, shocked that she would accuse me of that. "A thief. Or are you telling me a four-eyed nerd like you doesn’t know what that means?” “Of course I know what it means, I’m just trying to tell you I’m not a--_” “Thief! T-H-E-I-F! Someone who takes things that don't belong to them." She spelt it out wrong, but she looked as though I was somehow the slow one here and not her.

Leon exhaled a sigh of relief. Leon had a difficult time eliminating the Scarlet Thief. Though he outweighed the Scarlet Thief in overall strength, it wasn't by much. The Scarlet Thief was an Intermediate Almighty State martial artist with a black-class martial technique. On top of that, he was known as one of the most cunning criminals on the list. The Dragon Corps' southern region branch had been pursuing the Scarlet Thief for years and had failed miserably in bringing him to justice. That was enough to demonstrate the Scarlet Thief

"You’ve got the wrong guy." Darius exhaled, slow and deep. Then— "You are a thief," he said, his voice low as it rang through the chamber, sending a shiver down my spine. "And worse, you stole from me." The room felt too quiet, the air too thin. I wet my lips. "Stealing is a strong word," I hedged. "I like to think of it as… redistributing wealth." No response. Not even a shift of posture. Alright. Time to lay it on thick.