Lock U In My Heart Novels & Stories

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

"Yaya, did you figure something out? Is that why you're staying? If you do, you'll end up like us—ugly, twisted." I blinked. "So? You're not ugly. Don't you love me? Don't you want us to be together forever?" He shook his head. "It's because I love you that I won't let you lose yourself. You said people are waiting for you. You have to go back." Then— He raised the sharp cross... and slammed it into his own chest. Pulled out a heart. And shoved it into one of the keyholes. Click. One lock opened. Even that smug voice cracked.

Everyone knew it. The giant HeartLock logo glowed behind the stage. One last performance. One last lie. Orion walked into the spotlight. His usual smile never appeared. Instead, he looked directly into the main camera. And said: “Good evening.” The audience quieted immediately. Because something felt different. Orion took a breath. Then continued. “For seven seasons, HeartLock promised love.” Silence spread through the arena. “For seven seasons, we asked people to trust us.” Another pause. Then—

"Why did you open the Mind Link today and then cut it off?" My heart leaped into my throat. He knew? Before I could answer, he quickly offered me an excuse, a hint of frustration in his voice. "Was your control unstable? Did you do it by accident?" He tightened his arms. "Next time you're not feeling well, just call my Beta to pick you up." He gently turned me over to face him and lowered his head to kiss me. The movement was light. It held a clumsy tenderness and restraint that he himself didn't seem to notice.

That's when she saw something that burst her bubble of happiness. On the refrigerator door, a calendar reminded her that on that very evening, it would be the final of "The Key to the Heart." Sophie tried not to let it torment her too much because Nicholas had declared several times the night before that he loved her, and she knew he had been sincere. However, she was an adult woman and knew that love isn't always enough, that it doesn't solve everything, and it wasn't fair to expect Nicholas to change all his life plans, everything he had planned, just because she had reappeared in his life, and they had discovered that the supposed memories from the past were misunderstandings.

“With all my heart, my love! I’ve spent the past three months living without you, trying to stand on my own two feet without leaning on you, but the truth is that every single day, every single second away from you, was pure hell. I was dancing, but I was miserable, and I never want to feel like that ever again in my life.” For a heartbeat, Fabien stared into her face. Blaze saw how deep the doubt went in him, and it almost broke her heart as she understood how hard it must have been for him to love her for so long without any acknowledgment from her. “If you’re searching for proof,” Blaze said releasing herself from his embrace and taking a half step back, enough for him to see her well, “s

Harvey had once told me my muteness was psychological, and that if I could overcome my trauma, I might be able to speak again. We had worked tirelessly toward that goal. Just when I had started making progress, Stephen locked me in a dark basement.

Her face was filled with disbelief as she pleaded, "No, Joaquin. Please listen to me. I didn't mean to hurt anyone. I just wanted to be with you. "When we were little, you loved me the most. Don't you remember? You said you wanted to be with me when we grew up. Now that Serena is out of the way, we can finally be together." Joaquin acted as if he didn't hear her. He kneeled down and strangled her while shouting, "I'll turn you into a wax figure myself. Let's see how you like the feeling of hot wax being poured over you. I'll pull your nails out, one by one. Then, I'll use a hook to reach down your throat and mess up your insides!"

I remembered her saying this before and unlike then, when it was hard to believe, now I'd seen it for myself. "I hope you find your way to capture his heart. I promise you won't regret it. When my son learns to love someone, he loves with all his heart and does everything to make them happy." That phrase stunned me. Capture his heart? Oh no, I don't think I can. Zeke loathes me for reasons I don't understand. There's no way I can make him love me. That's impossible, I thought.

It was a key with an infrared recognition system, and it could open all the doors in the manor. “Including the door of my heart...” Nathan had said. Crystal remembered that night. He had pressed her hand on his heart and sung to her a love song. All men are liars - she thought bitterly - Liars and pigs! She tried to set aside the hurt in her heart as she unlocked the door and pushed it open.