Lock Screen Stories Novels & Stories

The brand-new phone was handed to the manager. He turned on the screen and showed the lock screen to the girl: “You say this is your phone. Please unlock it.” The manager had already formed his judgment when the screen lit up. The wallpaper showed two babies, a slightly older girl, and a newborn. Clearly, this was a mother’s phone, not something a student would have. The girl’s face turned ashen upon seeing the wallpaper: “How… how can this be…” The manager continued: “If you’ve forgotten the password, it’s fine. The phone can also be unlocked with a fingerprint. You can try that.”

Her hand went to her neck, and when she touched the pack's Lunar Lock, a surprised look appeared on her face. "Gamma had to put the pack's Lunar Lock to restrict the powers of Moonfire Lunar Lock." I explained, and gently held the hand which held the Locks around the neck until she withdrew her hand. The door made a gentle thud just then, announcing Declan's departure. Avira shot me a surprised look, as if asking what the thud was about. She didn't see Declan in the room the whole time. "It's Declan," I said simply. She grimaced a little but said nothing.

--- Short. Controlled. --- Ariana froze. --- Oliver didn’t move. But his attention sharpened immediately. --- “Check it,” he said calmly. --- Ariana hesitated. Just for a second. --- Then she reached into her pocket and pulled it out. --- Her fingers hovered over the screen. Not touching it yet. --- Then slowly… She unlocked it. --- The same thing happened. --- White screen. No app. No interface. --- Just text. --- But this time…

They both were. Eventually Sarah spoke the words we all needed to hear. “This stays between us. Our secret. No one can ever know what happened in this house tonight.” Her tone was serious but her eyes sparkled with mischief. “We’ll be careful. But we don’t have to stop. Summer is long… and I plan on having both of you as often as possible.” Jake squeezed my hip. “I’m in. As long as you two want me.” “I want this,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion and lingering arousal. “All of it. The three of us. Whenever we can.”

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

A man in formal attire was walking down an alley. He was not alone because beside him was walking a beautiful lady with shoulder-length hair. The lady’s delicate hand was perched on the man’s right arm as if to show a right of ownership. The link was only released when the man pressed a bell near a door. No need to press the bell repeatedly and also wait for a long time because the door opened from the inside immediately.

I played along, encouraged her to grow her online presence, and funneled money into boosting her content, all so that today's broadcast would reach as many people as possible. "Evelyn, I know I was wrong. You will be the only wife I will ever have in this lifetime. No matter where you are, no matter what you're doing, I swear I will find you. "You promised me that you would stay by my side forever. If anyone watching this live stream knows where Evelyn is and if you have any information on her whereabouts, I'm willing to offer a generous reward. Thank you." Behind him, the massive LED screen that had been displaying videos of him and Wendy suddenly glitched. Then, it switched to a photo of E

But I knew better now. Nothing was “just” anything anymore. The screen flickered on by itself. I froze. No touch. No input. Just… activation. The screen was already unlocked. One app open. Messages. My chest tightened. Because there was already a conversation on it. My fingers moved slowly. Scrolling. Reading. And then. I stopped. A name. Or something like it. User: 17 My grip tightened. That wasn’t a name. That was a number. A label.

I smile at my daughter and say, “Over medium, please.” Then she looks at Gabriel, fighting a smile. “Can you eat better than you can dance?” The girls erupt into laughter, and Gabriel holds his hands up in defeat. “Look at it this way, ladies: I gave you a great story.” Britanya looks between me and Gabriel and winks. “Doesn’t seem like the story’s over.”

"Let's take some pictures!" I chirped. That way, I could look at them whenever I missed him. Soren frowned. "Hard pass." "Come on, it's just a few pictures. Before I left for Medhelanon, Candy shoved her phone in my face just to provoke me. "Do you know what she had as your lock screen? Your side profile! Tell me why she gets to have pictures of you, and I can't, when I'm your official girlfriend?"