Lock Up Novels & Stories

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.

I wonder if that’s what her sullen mood was about when she first got here. “I appreciate all the extra help that’s been given to us, but the pack house is going to be put on lock down mode to ensure that if we do have a war break out it’s as secure as possible.” Right on cue my Delta speaks up, “remind me what lock down mode entails because if I’m not mistaken isn’t that where no one is allowed in or out after it’s enacted.” I smirk at him knowing that everyone here is now locked into the pack house unless I give them permission to leave.

Polinel asks, still tense. If only she knows she’s asking the wrong person because even I don’t know what just happened. But then it dawns on me. “Fuck…” I mumble. Polinel stares at me with clear shock in her eyes. “What is it?” “It’s an automated lock changer. It resets the locking system every 30 minutes in Lupin homes.” “And you didn’t bother to mention that earlier?” “My mind was occupied. I forgot.” “Oh wow.” Polinel laughs in disbelief. “Now we’re stuck, unless you know how we might get out?”

"Why hasn't he shown up yet? I only let him starve for a few days so he'd understand what Bentley went through. What is he making such a fuss about?" Mira's voice shook as she answered, "Ms. Lockwood… M-Mr. Whitmore seems to be dead."

Jason asked with furrowed brows, "How did you get all those scars? I made explicit arrangements for them to take good care of you." I snorted. "Jason, I begged you, but you ignored me." When I could no longer take it at the mental asylum, I found a way to steal a phone to call Jason for help. When he heard my voice, he said something to me I could never forget. "Madeline, you're still being naughty even when you're in the asylum. Are you forcing me to lock you up in prison so you'll be good?" There was no difference between locking me up in a prison and a mental asylum.

Now my own mom want's me to have a one night stand with a total stranger, I just hate this woman. ****** Is it 402 or 403 fuck my battery is flat how will I know the lodge she sent, well let me go for 403 it sounds familiar, I opened the room staggeredly, nervous and shivered the room is damn dark. A hand held me from behind. "Good day sir" I said shaking. "what do you want?" I could smell the heavy alcohol. I'm short on words. " sir I love you " I said reluctantly. " get lost" fuck how am I gonna do this.

"Their gone Trey. They were not in their room when I got up here and its been over fifteen minutes and they do not know where our babies are." "What do you mean? How do you lose two babies that are on respitory support?" "That's what I am saying." "Ill be up in a minute." He said hanging up. "NURSE!" I yelled as I tried to get the nurses attention again. "Yes, ma'am. How can I help you?" This was a different nurse from before. "Where is the nurse from earlier?" I asked her finding my skin starting to crawl and getting even more worried. "What nurse?" She asked looking over at the empty room I was currently standing in. "Where are your babies?" She asked starting to race towards the nurses de

She was just looking at him. "The people who are building our house need some papers from us by Tuesday, " she said. "They need our approval to finish the job." Julian laughed. He did not sound happy. He picked up Elena's hand. I looked at her finger. She was wearing a ring. The Biometric Lockout: To get into the system they needed two things. They needed Julian's key and Elena's fingerprint. The Temporal Shield: The storm outside was helping to keep them safe. If someone tried to hack into their system it would freeze for two days.

The rigid billionaire swallowed hard, his eyes dropping to her lips as Veronica leaned in so close her dark hair brushed his shoulder. "The board... the board is concerned about the capital lock-up period," Julian stammered, his voice trembling, his pristine composure completely fracturing as Veronica’s hand began to slide up his thigh, her fingers deliberately brushing against the heavy, sudden bulge rapidly forming beneath his tailored trousers. "The lock-up ensures maximum penetration, Julian," Veronica whispered, her voice a wicked, dirty promise. "We like to go deep, and we like to stay there until the job is done. Sign the required investment sum. Sign it now, and I’ll personally guara

At the base entrance, the guard stopped us for the usual inspection. “Your infection test came back negative, right?” I nodded. The guard was just about to let me through when Ethan Cross, the team’s new medic, suddenly spoke up. “Wait, Captain. What about that scratch on your arm from the mutated rat?” The air froze. The guard’s expression changed at once. “Captain Hale, is that true?” I gritted my teeth. “It is. But the wound has already been treated, and I have antibodies.” “I’m carrying a top-level mission. I need to enter the base immediately.” The guard hesitated, his hand already moving toward the gate controls. But Ethan stepped across my path and blocked me. “Captain! Y