Lock Your Heart Novels & Stories

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?”

"Yaya, did you figure something out? Is that why you're staying? If you do, you'll end up like us—ugly, twisted." I blinked. "So? You're not ugly. Don't you love me? Don't you want us to be together forever?" He shook his head. "It's because I love you that I won't let you lose yourself. You said people are waiting for you. You have to go back." Then— He raised the sharp cross... and slammed it into his own chest. Pulled out a heart. And shoved it into one of the keyholes. Click. One lock opened. Even that smug voice cracked.

he said. "I know." "I mean it. I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. More than I thought I was capable of loving." Mira pressed her face to his chest, listening to his heartbeat. "Then show me," she said. --- He showed her. In the bedroom, with the curtains drawn and the city fading into twilight, Kieran Locke worshipped her like a god at an altar.

my voice came out softer than intended, my pitch falling with every word. Then I realized just how close we were. Our faces were barely inches apart. I could feel his breath on my lips, warm and slow.. And I didn’t move. Neither did he. I could see in his eyes that he was just holding himself back. He reached for my hands and slowly placed it on his exposed chest— right over his heart. Without breaking our intense gaze. “Here,” he murmured. I opened my mouth to speak—anything—but the only sound that escaped was a soft gasp… more like a moan escaped my lips.

What kind of intruder moves swiftly through the house with the alarm blaring and then knocks on the door? What this a trap? Then they heard something that they never expected in a million years,.... Claire's voice. Finn's heart was racing now and he could barely hear his thoughts over each thumping heartbeat. He thought that his head would explode. He turned to Lili and held his fingers to his lips. Finn didn't want Lili to make a sound.

Alpha patted on her back, while still staring inside, the tray held a beating heart, which was full of blood pumping out, as fresh as if recently pulled out of some animal. "My prayers will render it beating through out, it will be alive forever, till you find you destination. Then you will be triumph and control the rest of the hearts of each and every one in the world, with the love inside this feminine heart. I pray thee, this heart beats forever, and you get stronger with it. Let it not wither, else you wither too!", his voice echoed in the room, as he spoke while holding the heart high in his hands, and putting it in the box, locking it from the above.

" I frowned at her while she shook her head in fear. "No sir, she is not feeling quite well so she won't be able to report today." She dropped the bombshell the same time my heart skipped a bit. "What the hell happened to her?" I hollered with eyes as wide as a saucepan. "She is suffering from a heart disease." She knotted her hands together. "What the hell are you talking about?" I slammed my fist on her table, making her panic. "Her boyfriend broke her heart so she is mentally unstable and she is nursing her heartache." She looked at the floor, fear evidently written on her.

NICK The lock clicks. That single sound—metal sliding into place—feels louder than it should. Final. Irreversible. My heart pounds so hard I can feel it in my throat, in my fingertips, in my cock that's already straining painfully against my sweats. Eli leans back against the door, chest rising and falling fast. His eyes are dark, pupils blown wide with want. He looks at me like I'm the only thing in the world that matters.

“Processing looks like rambling when your best friend’s ex just tried to turn a workplace facility into a morality play. I cannot believe he thought I or anyone would see or hear something like that and immediately assume you had lost your entire mind. You date like you file taxes. Carefully. Late. With too much documentation.” “That is not a compliment.” “It is today.” She unlocked the car and yanked her door open. “Get in before he walks out here with a napkin on his jacket and a speech about assault. I already gave him one scene. I am not giving him a sequel on the sidewalk.” I got in. The taser was still in the inside pocket of my bag, useless and heavy. My hands were not steady. Maya st

Theo POV The keycard flashed green for a second. The lock clicked loudly. I opened the oak door. Walked into the huge luxury suite. My heart was racing fast. I could feel it beating hard against my chest. The sound of my heartbeat was loud in my ears. It reminded me that a lot was at stake. I didn't look at the city view. I didn't care about the gold decorations on the walls or the big glass windows showing the city skyline. I looked up at the corners of the room.