Lock Your Heart Novels & Stories

I stood up from the couch, storming off into my room. I could hear him shuffling and following me. So as soon as I entered the room I slammed the door shut behind me – with force. And locked it. “Shit!” I heard Alex curse as he winced in pain. “Myra!” he knocked on the door trying to open it. “Did you lock it? Dammit.” I didn’t reply. “Myra!” he sang in a ridiculous tone. “Open up baby.” I snorted. “Look at the situation I am hearing that in.”

She kept smiling happily, resting her head on his hard, warm chest. When Aurora smiled with her heart beating happily, Darius was busy plotting evil plans in his mind. During this week, he kept seducing her with his charms. He treated her gently, was kind to her, cared about her. He made her heart melt and flutter. He made her love him like crazy.

He swallowed back the curse words that were about to spill from his mouth. Rubbing his sore backside, he ran toward the balcony—just like in my past life—and hid behind the washing machine. Once he was completely out of sight, I walked over, shut the glass door, and locked it. The moment Archie heard the click of the lock, he bolted out from behind the washing machine. He stared at the door, confused. A five-year-old couldn't hide his emotions. His face practically screamed, "How did you think to lock the door first?"

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!"

Throughout the night, Hiya grappled with pain so intense that even standing seemed an insurmountable challenge. Fortuitously, Utkarsh had left his phone at home that day. Hiya eagerly reached for it, only to find it locked. The sight of the locked screen momentarily deepened her melancholy. Nevertheless, Hiya was not one to succumb easily to despair. She entered the password – a combination that had been Utkarsh's phone security since their college days, bearing the imprint of Hiya's name. With a sense of triumph, the phone unlocked on the very first attempt. In the midst of the turmoil that turned his once vibrant life into a haunting nightmare, one could only question the sanity behind suc

"How am I supposed to slow my heart when every time you touch me, it feels like it's going to burst out of my chest?" The honesty of the question hung in the air like a bared blade. Malachi didn't flinch. His grip on my hands tightened, and he pulled me closer until our chests were touching. Through the layers of silk and linen, I felt his heart—a slow, powerful, and steady thud. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. "Then use my heart as your metronome," he murmured, his face inches from mine. "When you feel the Frost taking over, find my thread. Follow my rhythm. I will be your shore, Elara. I will be the beat that keeps you from the Silence."

"Have you lost your mind? 200 dollars per lock? Why don't you just go rob people instead? If something happens to Mom, I won't let you off the hook! Hurry up and unlock them now!" Jake looked at me with a wronged expression. "I'm just following the rules and regulations, Mitch. Can you please not make things difficult for me? "The unlocking fees may be a little expensive, but it'll get your mom to the hospital faster. You wouldn't be so cheap that you won't even pay that, right?" I jabbed a finger at his face and roared, "You dare to take money like this? Have you no shame?" The smile on Jake's face froze, and he said indifferently, "Fine, Mitch. If you don't want to pay, then forget it. You

Lucian asked, his voice low and dangerous. Thomas looked at Lucian with a profound, fatherly sadness. "The vault is keyed to the Vance heart. But not just any heart. It requires the 'First Love' frequency. Elena locked it that way so that Silas could never enter. Only someone who truly loved her without a program, without a directive can turn the key." He looked at Maya, then back at Lucian. "The problem is, Twelve... you were programmed to love her. Your heart beats with a pre-set rhythm. If you touch the door, the security system will recognize the code and incinerate everyone in the tunnel."

"Okay. Okay. Bed. It's on the bed." I drag him into his room. The phone is exactly where he said, half-buried under the sheets. I pick it up and try to unlock it with his finger. Nothing. I try again. "Heartbeat lock," Q says from the floor. He tips his chin up and shows me his throat, which is a very nice throat, and he knows it. "It only opens if I allow it. Never seen one?" I look at him. Then I hit him. "Ow—"

"Everyone is at the medical center, would you like to be there?" “Yeah, sure...I'll be there in a minute. Would you excuse me?" She quickly hid the phone and the note under the box, walked to the door, and opened it. The door had a special unlocking mechanism that required a card from the outside, but from the inside, it was just like a normal door.