Lock Your Heart Novels & Stories

Noel can hardly take it now. “There’s no going back now, Little Red. From the moment I saw you, you’ve belonged to me,” he whispers and covers her face in gentle kisses. “I love you.” Noel grabs his face and looks into his eyes and whispers back. “I love you, too.” That phrase is the magic to unleash the hold on Harken’s self-control. With one thrust he buries himself in her, covering her mouth with his to silence their moans. He grips her thigh with one hand and reaches up to entwine their hands together with the other, moving slowly against her to savor the sensation.

They have names, dates, and wishes in each one. "Can we put one?" I suddenly asked him, and he just smiled at me as he pulled something out of his pocket. It was a bright red heart-shaped lock and a permanent marker. "Where did you get this?" I asked him as I took the lock from him. "Bought it at the store while you were in the restroom." He said to me handing over the marker. "So, should we lock our love?" He asked and I nodded frantically at him as I unwrapped the lock. I wrote our initials inside a heart on the front of the lock and together forever on the back. I showed him the lock and he smiled at me before taking the lock.

I ask with a hand to my heart taking deep breath to try to calm my racing heart “Common man, why do I need to knock when I know you were expecting me? Do not be chicken, it is not like I just barged in and intentionally startled you” I know he is right but I would not let him know that… “But that does not mean you can not knock. What if you walked in on me doing something which obviously I would not want you being a spectator of huh?” I ask, wiggling my brows at him. He laughs and takes a sit, then says, “If you were actually doing something you did not want me being a spectator of, you would not leave your door unlocked and without the secretary present” damn him for being a smart ass

he screamed. Hopelessness washed over me as I watched the tip of the blade get closer and closer. I squeezed my eyes shut, but the pain that I expected to feel never came. I opened my eyes, only to see James shielding me. The knife had pierced his heart through his back, and blood leaked endlessly from his lips. "I'm… filled with so much regret… Katherine. If I had… cherished you… perhaps we… could have grown old… together…" He reached out a hand, wanting to caress my cheek, but in the end, it fell bonelessly to his side before it reached me.

Seira retorted, still pouting. "I know. You're Seira Denaswari. You make my life revolve around you. I've accompanied you for dozens of years, patiently and without any complaints about you. Because I know that even if your body is touched, no one can reach your heart. What I want is your heart, Seira."

he stared right into my soul…… I couldn't look away. “ I love you” I whispered as the pressure built and the heat of my impending release crept through my belly and along my spine, I couldn't take my eyes from Russell's. “ I love you, oh, I do love you so much, God!!” he said looking at me with heat and love in his eyes, like……….. Like he was looking at Wilson. And at that point he soared, head falling back, he came, and Wilson groaned as Russell emptied inside him

The kind of gentle apology you give someone before you break their heart. He didn't love me at all. The next day, I went to see Elder Lyra with red, swollen eyes. The Elder asked no questions. She calmly took out a magnificent piece of moonsilk tapestry. In the bottom right corner, there was a tiny, barely noticeable flaw. Elder Lyra picked up a pair of silver scissors from the table and, without hesitation, sliced the entire tapestry in half. "Elder!" I jumped up in horror. "A single flaw can ruin the whole cloth," she said, tossing the scissors aside. Her gaze was as sharp as a blade, piercing my soul.

I didn't really intend to do that, I was just putting it off, since I didn't want to argue about it at that hour, after the events of the night. "Vivi, I know you're not going to let your guard down at another time and I need to enjoy the now. I will no longer postpone what I have to say to you" His conviction was visible in his features and I was already prepared to leave the room and leave him talking alone, when I heard him say, "I love you, Vivi." I immediately stopped the movement towards the exit door of the room and my heart even failed a beat, I'm sure. I think my expression denounced me because he repeated.

Damien followed right after, thrusting up deep and filling me with hot, thick pulses of his release. We stayed joined for a long moment, breathing hard. He kissed me deeply, possessively, then helped me straighten my dress. As we walked back through the gallery, his cum slowly dripping down my inner thigh, Damien stopped in front of a small, delicate sculpture of a locked heart. He bought it on the spot had it wrapped and handed to me with a dark smile. “A reminder,” he said, fastening the tiny gold chain with the heart lock around my wrist to match the one around my neck. “You’re mine. In every gallery, every penthouse, every part of this city.”

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”