Lock Up Book Novels & Stories

To the left end of the room a small shelf locked with a padlock. I noticed a black book on his table. I wanted to see the contents of it so I pushed forward to get it. Ryan pulled me back and took the book. He pulled a five digit code before the padlock opened. He hurriedly threw the book on the shelf and locked it. _What’s on that shelf ? I would find out what’s in that shelf?_ “Why did you stop me from taking that book?” He hissed in sad way, sitting on the bed he said

“No way is this going to be this easy.' The shadow was a tiny lock under the shelf. Taking the key between his two fingers, Lucian fitted the key into the lock. It was a perfect fit. He turned the key and with an almost soundless click, a small row of books slid out. They looked like real books. Lucian saw the dust on top was disturbed. He had no idea how long ago, but judging by the depth of the dust around it, someone opened this safe recently.The top of the books held a combination lock. Looking down at the key in his hand, he turned the combination to the first number, then the next and the last. A loud click and the door popped up.

Each shelf was filled with books and scrolls that contained pack history and strategies. My eyes scanned the titles absentmindedly as I made my way to the book Lucian had requested. While I was doing that, my eyes caught something peculiar. On the far shelf at the other end of the office, there was a single leather-bound book that stood out. It was named the Pack Secrets. The title alone sparked curiosity, and without thinking, I reached for it. The worn book cover felt cool against my fingers, and something about it felt forbidden and dangerous. “What are you hiding, Lucian?” I whispered under my breath.

Nathan told her to keep an eyes —not her hands or anything else— on the men, so that's what she would do. She made to stand, but her gaze caught a black book half buried beneath a pile of other books. The table was scattered with books and it wouldn't have stood out if it didn't look like Nathan had been trying to hide it. She closed her fingers around it and pulled it from beneath the pile. It was a beautiful, shiny matte black book. On it was drawn a tiny picture of a black eagle, with its beak pointed upwards. She longed to know what was in it, but it was locked. She had never seen a book with locks before and that alone intensified her curiosity.

Lucien said as we moved past rows of gold-plated safe deposit boxes. "I see the number on the end of the third row so just get the master key ready and stop worrying about the server because we are already inside," I told him, and I watched as he jammed the key into the lock and pulled out a thick, leather-bound book that was wrapped in a layer of protective plastic.

her gaze wandered and she stared at the book in his grip, "Uh, do you have some copy of that book? I've been looking for it," "Oh, you can have this. I'll be going around to search for another copy, anyway, how's Astrid Hawthorne?" He spoke and gently handed the edition to her. "... Are you really sure you wanna hand it over to me? And also, about Astrid, she's fine at my apartment, she's resting her. Thank you for this, Louis!" "No problem, Mace."

"Lock you in? What are you talking about? You just need time to think. I did the same thing with your sister when she acted up. Now go!" "No…" "Dad, you can't…!" Judy rushed over. "You want to start, too? None of you ever make things easy for me!" He shoved Judy aside with one hand and pushed me forward with the other. "Dad…" I stumbled inside, my shoulder hitting a stack of boxes. The door slammed shut behind me, and the lock clicked. Darkness swallowed everything. "No… Don't lock it!" Everything fell away. All that was left were flashes of fear. The whip with barbs. The clamps biting into skin. Men laughing as they closed in, hands already at their belts.

He had almost forgotten just how addictive that it could be. He made his way back to the hiding spot as fast as he could, ripping the rug away from the lose boards that were hiding their secrets. He grabbed the flashlight again from the desk drawer and he quickly tried to fit the ring into the lock. The ring slid easily into place, to his delight, so he held his breath and turned it. Just as he had hoped, the lock popped open and the trap released. "Yes!" He said to himself as he reached inside and gently lifted the ancient book from its prison, while taking great pains not to damage it.

Thinking about what it could be, I walked towards it and saw that the case stood upon a wooden frame with four legs on either side. The glass case was placed upon the frame and was locked. But what fascinated me was that there was a book inside it. ‘Who would keep a book locked in a case?’ I wondered as I walked towards it. The book was a large leather bound, black in color but there was no title or any other text upon it to tell me what it was. The pages were yellowed and the book seemed a bit tattered but otherwise, the book did not seem any special to me. My gaze flicked to the lock and I saw that it was no ordinary lock. Feeling confused, I looked around, thinking of where I could find t

Bitch better watch out before I go ape on her. I finally got up before my skin would start to sag from being in the water for too long. I dressed up and went to the second room in my apartment which I had turned into a library. I picked up the first file he’d given me and began to read through it. Hours later, I’d gone through all the files and they all documented the dealings between The Lock and some other minor people. He had given me the originals and included some notes telling me a bit of the dates and every other minor detail.