I thought I would never find you

I thought my shattered pieces were too small to find

To sharp to touch

But somehow you hold me

You hold my fragmented mind

My fragile figure

You like me

Just a tad you say

Oh my god when you say my name

When you say my name I feel like I could fly

Say it over and over again

Oh my god I love it

Your so sweet

And not in the way they were

Not the sickly sweet taste ...

Stealing is rich if you give to the poor.

There’s a shadow state the rich bend the rules to their favour buying politicians. The likes of black rock rule the world by bankrupting companies whilst the little guys end up with nothing.

I’m a corporate hacker I hack banks steal their investment for living and give it all to charity anonymously off course.

I research corrupt Bussiness men bankers la...

I know she will hate me for this. That knowledge has been bugging me, ever since I met her for the first time.

_She keeps all her jewelry and valuable belongings in a safe. We need you to steal it all from that witch, no matter how._

She isn’t a witch. She is the kindest, sweetest, most beautiful soul I have ever met. And now I was about to break heart and rob her of everything she worked so har...

“It’s not wrong if the person has too much and they’re an asshole. It’s more of a public service,” Mark always said. That’s why they became the Robbin’ Hoods.

Technically, he and his sister Tamara were serial thieves. They stole from wealthy people and corporations. Then they “provided” to unofficial charities of their choosing. They took a maintenance fee, of course. 10%.

It started when Jimm...

I’m not like Robin Hood. I don’t steal from the greedy rich just to give to the helpless poor. I stole from a modest florist with zero remorse. But I stole for my daughter. I stole because she was dying.

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“Daddy?” Tessie called from her place on the straw mattress in our shack. Her voice was so weak, so small. It made my heart ache. She was only nine, still a little girl. How I wished I could ...

*Jumps through a window*

Ouch, that hurt.

Aaaaaahh!!!!

No no no, don’t worry I am just here momentarily until I’m in the clear.

In the clear for what. ARE A CRIMINAL!!!

I don’t really like that term. I prefer borrower of things I just don’t give back.

What did you still to have the royal guardians chasing you.

I may have stolen a gem or two, or all of them.

OUT NOW!!!

Wait wait, I stole t...

Nico had always been known as a troublemaker in his small town. But as I got to know him, I realized there was more to him than met the eye. He had a tough childhood, growing up in poverty and facing hardships that most of us couldn't imagine. And despite his rough exterior, he had a kind heart and was always willing to help those in need. Mainly because there was no one to help him or save him un...

Hi! Before I start, I'd just like to say that this is using one of my original characters' backstories, so a few things may not make complete sense here but they probably will in the book featuring this character, if I ever get around to writing it. lmao im 17 and have too many things to do. Also i know 'The Corporation' is a very boring name for an evil company. Im working on it ok

That night,...

In the quaint seaside town of Willowby, nestled on the edge of the rugged cliffs overlooking the North Sea, there lived a thief named Lila. She was an enigma, cloaked in the charm of a small-town girl, but with a spirit as wild and unpredictable as the ocean winds. Lila didn't steal for greed; she stole to survive and to support the orphanage that had once been her sanctuary and home.

Willowby was...

In the shadowed alleyways of the bustling city of Valmere, a thief named Eli moved like a whisper on the wind. His targets were never the poor or the powerless; instead, he aimed his talents at the corrupt magnates and untouchable elites who lined their pockets at the expense of the downtrodden.

Eli had grown up on these grimy streets, an orphan with nothing but a sharp mind and quicker fingers. H...