Lip Locked Novels & Stories

"Then let’s see what he left us." We powered up the laptop. The glow of the screen lit our faces, pale against the dark. I slid the drive into the port. A second later, a row of folders filled the screen. Each one was locked, encrypted with heavy protection. I typed in the code from Viper’s note. My fingers shook on the keys. For a moment, nothing happened. My chest tightened. I held my breath, waiting. Then the screen flickered. One lock broke, then another. One by one, the folders opened.

In the photo, there was a faint, microscopic smear of a blue substance, almost like a wax or a heavy grease, barely visible against the tarnished metal. "What is that?" she whispered, her heart hammering against her ribs. "It’s a specialized industrial lubricant," Adrian said, stepping closer. The proximity made the air feel electric, charged with a tension that was almost suffocating. "It’s used specifically for high-security, silent-entry electronic bypass tools. The NYPD thought the door was kicked in. They saw the splinters and the forced wood and called it a day. They didn't notice the lock had been digitally 'melted' from the inside out before the door was even touched."

The panel glowed with red biometric locks. Lily swallowed. “He’s close. I can feel it.” Evelyn placed her hand on the panel. It scanned—then flashed red. Access denied. Lily stepped forward. “Let me try.” Evelyn hesitated. “It could be a trap.” “I know,” Lily whispered. “But maybe the same thing he’s using against me… can help us get in.” Lily placed her hand on the panel. It turned green instantly. The locks released. The blast door slowly slid open.

What was so urgent? Liana soon returned home and began working on breaking a locked pen drive, which was given to her by Gabriel before he was taken away. It was locked by a password, and Liana tried to hack it once but couldn't. Not because the lock was too difficult, but it would take too long due to its complexity, and furthermore, she would have to start over every time it stopped midway. Liana hadn't had time to sit down and deal with it before, but now she had no choice.

The heavy magnetic seal on the VIP study room door whined, a high pitched sound of failing electronics. Inside, Liam's fingers flew frantically across his tablet, his small brow drenched in sweat. "He's using a military grade decrypter," Liam stated, his voice finally showing a crack of genuine panic. "He's overloading the circuit. The door is going to give!" Leo didn't back down. He tightened his tiny grip on the heavy bronze bookend, planting his feet firmly in front of the table where Lily was hiding. "Let him come," the five year old growled, looking exactly like a miniature version of his ruthless father.

"They’re coming down." Pim began to type, her fingers flying across the screen, but the phone buzzed, the screen flashing a single, mocking message: ACCESS DENIED. USER AUTHORITY EXPIRED. "It’s locked us out," Pim said, her voice catching. "Then we open it the old-fashioned way," Chalida said, stepping up to the vault and shoving the barrel of the gun into the keypad. "Chalida, wait—" The roar of the crowd was getting louder, the sound of boots echoing in the shaft above.

RAW] [FILE COPIED TO SECURE DRIVE (E:)] ​A slow, lethal, icy smile spread across Lily’s swollen, kiss-bruised lips. ​She wiped a line of cold sweat from her jawline, reached down, and pulled the small, black USB device from the hardware port under the desk. She clutched it tightly in her palm, the hard plastic digging into her skin like a badge of victory. ​Kendrick thought he had claimed her body twice on his desk tonight. He thought he had proven his absolute physical dominance over the "Ice Queen." He thought he had left her broken, spent, and submissive beneath his weight.

Oliver seemed to smirk at this, “Or what?” He challenged. “Are you going to lock her up again? Keep her from the world-” “Or I’ll make sure that’s the very last thing you ever do.” Triston freed me from his grip, moving closer, chest touching Oliver’s. “Do you understand that?” Oliver stared at him before looking beyond him at me.

“How hard could the combination be if Rick created it?” Twisting the dial on the lock, I think about what I know about Rick. He’s a pervert and, well, he’s a pervert. The cold metal of the lock is only making my hand freeze faster. What is that song that he is always singing? My brain goes into overdrive trying to remember the lyrics. “It is something about big butts,” Lily chimes in.

96 Ariel's POV It was finally lunchtime. I was the first to pack my things and take them back to my locker. I sorted out some books and stationeries before locking it up. On each locker, there is a fingerprint pad on it and that is why it is difficult to steal from another person. Anyone liable to the locker would be the only one to open it with his or her fingerprint.