Keys Sound Novels & Stories

The corridor is empty apart from those two. Kaiser stopped abruptly when he found something lying on the ground. It is a small key used for safe lockers. But only a wolf who is the level of an Alpha has the capacity to buy this kind of an expensive safe. Because the key is a golden key with an emrald sitting on the head. In this palace, only Kaiser, Kyra and Sharon has the ability to buy something like this. Enzo is rich too, but he is not the flashy type. "Is this yours?" Kaiser inquired nodding at the key lying on the floor.

“I have keys, but no locks, what am I?” Excitement flooded through me as I immediately knew the answer. “A keyboard!” I answered and at the same time, Luka did as well. It was only natural that we were both able to answer it. It would be weird if we hadn’t known, especially since we work at a tech company. Turning my head, I smiled at Luka just as two of the three health bars disappeared. “You are correct. My health has been cut down to one-third, but don’t think I will go easy on you.” The Sphinx boss spoke.

I pulled my own key from my pocket, frowning thoughtfully as I looked down on it. I had looked at the key when Apollo handed it to me, but hadn't seen anything remarkable at the time. It was a simple golden key, old in design, though the metal shined like it was new. As I looked at it now, I noted the finer details. The bow of the key was round, and a delicate design had been etched into the metal. The number seven shined brightly on my key, shimmering with red and yellow tones. "They're all so different." Helena cooed, flicking her finger over the raised number on her own key.

I frowned and turned fully on my chair to see him copying 'd' from the word 'daily' in order to type 'produce' "What are you doing? Is your 'd' not working?" I asked. "What!" He almost choked on his saliva. "I mean is your keyboard not working properly? You are copying and pasting letters." "Yeah.." he nodded. "There's some problem with my keyboard. The 'backspace' wasn't working for some time and I changed its functionalities to f12. But now 'K' and 'd' keys are also not working." "Maybe you've some gunk stuck around them. Did you try blowing off the keys?"

I said. She looked at the paper and read it aloud: Summer, I will be away until Tuesday. Sapphire "What is this, a joke?" she asked. "These are my sister's children's names." "I know," I replied. "But, as long as both Hector and I have the same key, and nobody else does, we could use any message at all. It's the key that matters. In a one-time code, the key is virtually everything." "And with this?"

“Very well, let us take that plan of yours and see the end of it.” Somewhat unconvinced, no, having a bit of a doubt by the detailed plan that Kyle just said. He played it safely, looking at Kyle’s eyes so that He above all else will know if He is lying or not. But then He didn’t see such a thing. Making Him trust Kyle a bit more, which is a trap, the scheme, and Kyle’s game. All to have the perfect destruction of the last and seventh loop. “Excellent.” “THE SEVEN KEYS’. With the ones that are needed for you to find, I want you to concentrate on the ones that are needed to be made and perfectly.”

Aiys said honestly. Keysa remembered all the strange traits and attitudes of Aiys lately, especially earlier. When Aiys asked Keysa to accompany Aiys around the school. Remembering that, Keysa's tears fell again. Keys is sorry. Seeing Keysa crying again, Aiys was surprised. "Why Keys?" Aiys asked worriedly. Keysa was silent for a moment, "Sorry," said Keysa's mouth. Aiys was surprised, "Do what?" asked Aiys. "Sorry, I don't want to accompany you around the school," Keysa said honestly.

She looked spellbound. All of a sudden, lightning and thunder grumbled through the night sky. The crowd didn't seem to be bothered by the impending rain. Jesse and K wouldn't give a damn about it, too. As for K, she was having the time of her life. A little rain on a hot and humid New York summer night in the middle of a fucking concert wouldn't hurt. Murmurs filled the air as the audience waited for the next act. Jesse turned to K, leaning towards her ear. "Can you tell me what K stands for?"

Kyle handled the front like a man who’d done it before. He kept his head low, voice casual with the desk clerk, cash already folded the right way in his palm. No names, no IDs, just two keys. The kind made of metal, not plastic, which meant no traceable records and doors that could be opened faster if things turned bad.

Kevin thought To be continued