Lock You In My Heart Novel Novels & Stories

“I’ve tried, but the clasp is sealed. I didn’t want to force it and risk breaking it.” He handed it back to me, his fingers brushing mine. “Maybe it’s time to find out what’s inside.” I nodded, my pulse quickening. Using a small tool from Victor’s desk set, I carefully pried at the clasp. With a soft click, the locket opened. Inside was a folded piece of paper, so delicate it seemed ready to disintegrate. I carefully unfolded it, revealing a handwritten note. To the one who holds my heart, This locket contains more than just memories. It holds the key to everything I couldn’t say out loud. Trust the one who gave it to you, and know that love can conquer even the darkest of shadows.

“How can I live without my heart?” Lucian tightened his arms around her, pulling her so close against his chest that there wasn't a breath of space left between them. The heavy, possessive rhythm of his heartbeat thudded solid and unbroken against her cheek, a reassuring drumbeat in the quiet sanctuary of their room. He pressed a long, fervent kiss into her tangled hair, his hand sliding up her spine to cup the back of her head, anchoring her to him.

The warmth of his body sent a wave of heat through me, making my heart race so fast I feared he might notice the sudden, forbidden longing stirring within me. The tension crackled in the air, thick and suffocating. My heart kept pounding so hard as his eyes locked onto mine, sharp and unrelenting, as though they could see straight into my soul. He wasn’t letting me off the hook without an answer. I scrambled through my thoughts, trying to find a way out of this. I couldn’t tell him it was Bethany who had told me. She didn’t deserve to be dragged into this, not when I’d come here on my own. His grip shifted slightly on my waist, his fingers pressing just enough to remind me that he was waitin

I used to be so calm and so collected, but with him, I tend to lose my patience faster than I could catch my breath. And worse, he could make my heart race with one look, make me shiver with one touch and make my world stop spinning with one kiss. No man had ever made me feel like this, and the strange, new feelings were starting to bother me. I knew I couldn’t let myself feel this way, but my traitorous heart just wouldn’t listen.

His voice was steady and low, flat as an undercurrent beneath ice. My heart lurched in my throat. At my strongest, even with Victor at my side, I had barely managed to hold him off. And now, battered and broken, I was nothing but an ant before him. The instinct to survive drowned everything else. My fists unclenched, and with trembling fingers, I grabbed the hem of his pants. My hoarse voice shook with desperation. "Alright. Take me away now."

Well let me go see him and tell him how much I love him. I was about to open the ward’s door when I felt a strong hand pull me back, I lost my footing and almost fell but I was caught by the same strong hand that pulled me. What on earth? “Easy!!” I heard the already too familiar voice say, his overpowering presence suddenly seemed to bear down on me. This can’t be happening Looking up and with all of my anger obvious in my eyes, I called out the name of the person I hate the most “ONTARIO, what do you want?”

Of course, only a person who once loved you knew exactly where to stab to hurt you the most. I could not even summon anger anymore. It felt like disappointment had hollowed me out completely. My heart felt empty. What I hated most was my own helplessness. “There’s no need to make such a spectacle, Mr. Stone. “It’s just a few words. Don’t disturb my mother’s peace.” I handed the tablet back to him. Suddenly, he grabbed my hand and demanded, “Why aren’t you wearing the engagement ring I gave you?”

He held my hands and gave it a soft squeeze, pressing it closer to his chest, maybe so I'd feel his heart beating for me. "I feel someone might…you might.." "Are you worried someone might walk in through a locked door to find us." As usual, I knew sarcasm when I saw one. I glared up at him. It was just me and my temper for real. His hand cradled my cheek as a small teasing smile formed on his sensuous lips. "No one is coming in."

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 managed to smile yet I wasn't happy. I grabbed his collar and kissed his lips. He tried to push me but I tightened my hold on him. I'm waiting for him to push me with all his strength but he didn't. My hopes arise. He still loves me! I knew it! I put my hands around his neck and kissed his lips even harder. This time, he stopped escaping and let me kiss him. He's not responding to my lips but the fact that he's letting me savor his lips feels like heaven to me. I tried to enter my tongue on his lips but I can't because he's greeting his teeth. I stopped kissing him and looked him in the eyes.