Steal Stories

What if Foxface (Aka Finch) won The Hunger Games? What is Peeta and Prim (Katness) didn't lead to her death? When Finch was reaped for the hunger games, she made a promise... Don't kill... She can't kill, only steal. Can't hunt, only scavenge. But if she does win, she could be facing something much worse than death... Something most people would kill for. The truth... *I'm going to release the chapters gradually but expect at least 1 a week! Please stay tuned if you're interested!💖 *All Characters and The Hunger Games were invented by Suzanne Collins so check out her books! -🍨🧇

What happens when Delilah Ocean - Daniel Ocean's sharp-tongued, quick-handed little sister - is pulled back into the game? 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁? Vegas' most iconic casinos. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘄𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀? A pair of overconfident businessmen with more money than sense. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻? Who really needs one... but maybe 𝗵𝗲 has one. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘄? Questionable. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸𝘀? Sky-high. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱? Higher. Working alongside her brother is one thing. Working with his best friend - Rusty Ryan, the man she may or may not have history with - now that's another thing. Will Delilah Take The Money And Run? Or will her past catch up with her first? (𝗢𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻'𝘀 11 𝗨𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲) (𝗣𝗿𝗲-𝗢𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻'𝘀 11- ??) (𝗥𝘂𝘀𝘁𝘆 𝗥𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝘅 𝗙𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗖) (𝗖𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝘆 𝗠𝗲) (𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: 𝗠𝗮𝘆 2025)

Rather than the stars in the sky, I want to look at the stars in your eyes. Haha, without Namjoon knowing.

A gripping tale of greed, fate, and the weight of choices. No More Baggage follows one man's journey into a world where every shortcut carries a cost, and one wrong step can change everything forever.

The night has come... ...and so they are. In which Jisoo is having a headache for one, she doesn't know her boyfriend at all! and two, who are these men? Will Chaeyoung finally have a happy ever after with her first love? But when will her ex-fiancé stop pursuing her? --- Notes: Bit slow burn romance for YuSoo and JaeRosé. Has lil bit of Action genre so expect implied violence, destruction and profanities (there will be warning before a chapter starts if there is heavy violence and destruction).

A story of star-crossed lovers couldn’t be more cryptic. When two gods Monaxia and Ari’el are captured by mad scientists bent on discovering the Secrets of the Universe, the lovers have no choice but to immerse themselves in an alternate reality where they’re oblivious mortals in an unusual world. But what happens when their god friends from reality come to save them? Will they be able to wake up, and what type of horrors could be waiting for them when they do? Meanwhile, in this alternate universe, two brothers Pete and Allen battle to make sense of what the hell is going on with all these gods wandering around while another guy named Eidan is fighting for the right to stay alive. Viva la revolucion! No, scratch that. All he wants is to love and be loved, and if he’s able to prove that he’s not as dangerous as everybody thinks, maybe Farrah might actually give him a chance. WARNING: complex sciences and ideas are represented here. This work is not a light read, and while escapist readers might enjoy the plot, skimming lines and paragraphs isn't recommended. If you find yourself confused, go back and read the parts you skipped. I guarantee it's explained there :) Original Copyright © April 2013. Continued Copyright © November 2013

Jade has not had an eventful life. She is a total geek and a stranger to dating. One night she is walking home when she bumps into a stranger. He runs into her knocking her down so he insists on buying her a coffee. The only problem is that he always had his hood up. She never saw his face. A miracle happens and Jade sees the stranger again. This time she recognizes him. He is a rock star named Xavier Grass. They secretly fall in love but will a new guy in Jade's life end it?

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There is no greater place than the old Casino, where money has a tendency to disappear, and crowds have a tendency to get distracted. -------- This is a short poem from a while ago. I think it kinda sucks but I'm working on improving my skills. If you like it, hate it, etc., let me know! Comments are good stuff, man.

"he had really short hair, almost like a buzz cut I think" she was squealing at this point. "and he had a tattoo of a bird on his neck, I definitely killed that bird with how hard I was sucking on it" her jaw drops open. "what was his name?" at this I pause, remembering how he coached me to moan it. "Christopher" (𝑟𝑖𝑜 𝑥 𝑜𝑐) SLOW UPDATES all rights go to the creators of good girls, I only claim the characters I wrote.

Jaipur. Ugh. Seven years away and I swore I'd never go back. That city doesn't deserve me - dusty streets, loud prayers, people pretending happiness while I survived the disaster they call "family." Life, of course, has a sense of humor. Meera - my loud, emotionally blackmailing cousin - announces she's getting married and suddenly my name is the only thing missing from her perfect photo album. So I'm on a flight I never wanted. Thirty days of marigolds, fake smiles, and other people's curated joy. Thirty deliciously short days. Then I saw her. Kanan arrives like a sunrise with a ring on her finger and a life that seems deliberately designed to rub salt in my scalp. Perfect hair. Perfect laugh. That outrageous, effortless happiness that looks offensive on her. Yes, I'm jealous. Deep, greedy, unapologetic jealousy. I won't cringe and say I'm sorry. I don't owe anyone an explanation for why I hate her. Secrets are boring - and explanations are boring. What matters is she has what she doesn't deserve, and I've had enough of standing in the background while other people collect trophies. Misery, frankly, would look fantastic on her. So here's the plan. Thirty days. My deadline, my playground. I will not be the pity-story background in her photographs. I will not be the quiet footnote while she wins everything she wants. I will be the sentence that rewrites her chapter. Call me petty. Call me vindictive. Call me villainous. I'll wear those labels like couture. Being the "good girl" was dull and unrewarding. It's time to try something sharper. Revenge is my antidote - and it suits me.

Your name? (Y/N). Your last name? No idea. Your dad died 5 days before your birth and your mom 5 minutes after birth. You though your family had a thing with the number 5. You live in a abandoned movie theater with your Boss and 6 others. Your Boss found you when you had ran away from child care. That was 2 years ago, when you were 10, your 12 and trained. You know how to use a gun, throw a knife, slash a knife, stab with a knife, and all that stuff. Your boss sent you out to steal every other day. "Your the best I got." He says. When your not sneaking around your really clumsy. You go by lots of things; (Y/N), (N/N)(nickname), Thief, Daydreamer, and Dreamer. Why Daydreamer and Dreamer? Well you spend all the time you can sleeping and dreaming and in the day you Daydream.

Ignorance is strength Those who pity others are weak Those who pity themselves learns self love Claudia Miranda Silva

A romance about the star football player uncovering the shy timid new girls story and falling in love during the process

This story talks about a boy who stole a wrong exams answer sheet and copied with his friends and he was embarrassed not knowing it was all a dream he was now going to that school. Please read and enjoy.

^ The title says it all ^

Min Yoongi, a criminal who goes by the name of Suga kidnapped the royal prince, Jung Hoseok. So cliché Just REVERSE

Dear Holly, Hey. It's me. You probably won't ever read this letter, but I have to say it, even if you're gone. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't notice it sooner. The way you acted, the way you texted, the hints you dropped that you weren't okay. I can't believe I was stupid enough to be fooled by that fake smile of yours. I miss you. A lot. And I should've done something. I'm so sorry. There isn't a single day that goes by where I don't wish I had noticed. If I had, maybe I could've done something. All those lessons and classes we had on recognizing suicidal behavior? They didn't help. They never taught us what to do if the person was covering it up with years of acting. I'm sorry. If I had noticed it sooner, would you still be alive? I would've tried to help you. I swear, I would've. I wish I helped you. I wish you were still here, working with me on Tuesdays at this dojo. I wish you still sent those texts at 10:28pm, asking about the randomest things. I miss all of that and I miss you. I don't know what drove you to do it, Holly, I really don't. I hope that it wasn't me. If it was me, I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am. I hope you're at least enjoying it up there, in Heaven. It seems like it would be nicer than down here, on Earth. --Brandon --- Warning. This book talks about suicide and depression. Read at your own risk.