Swipe To Unlock Novels & Stories

A chill ran down my spine, and my knees wobbled. With another in-depth breath, I propelled myself to move past the obnoxious feeling and typed in the four-digit pin. The lock disappeared, giving access to the home page and all the other applications installed. I swiped the screen down, my thumb hovering over fifteen missed calls from Daniel alone. My heart putter-pattered. Nerves shot throughout my body.

In the silent room, Only my breaths could be audible. My breaths were heavy and deep. Sweat was forming in my forehead, slowly rolling down the back of my neck. I closed my eyes shut and inhaled deeply. After composing myself, I opened my eyes. I shifted my gaze at the phone in my hand. It didn't have any pattern or password. I unlocked the phone with just a simple swipe of my finger on the screen. I saw only one number was saved there.

She picked up and tapped on the screen. However, it needed a password. She input Aaron’s birthday, but it didn’t turn on. After a brief pause, she input the twins’ birthday but it still didn’t unlock. None of them were correct. At this point, she was starting to get annoyed. However, after pondering on it some more, she tried to input their wedding date, and the iPad unlocked right away.

I close the page, return back there again and retry, end up on nothing again. I spin it fifteen more times with no luck. It is either rigged or I just have no luck. Sighing, I drop the phone, hoping both of them are safe.

Phoebe retrieved a highly advanced tablet from her black backpack and handed Suzanne a pair of headphones, placing the device within her reach. "This device is highly confidential and provided by our superiors. It contains detailed information about you, and only your unique iris pattern can unlock it. No one else can gain access. Why don't you give it a try?" Suzanne accepted the tablet, observing the iris scan prompt on the home screen. Aligning her eyes with the camera, she heard a beep resonate. Soon, the scan was completed, and the screen unlocked. Meanwhile, Phoebe remained nearby, vigilant and scanning the surroundings to ensure their safety.

What did the witch say about this? I shook my head. It should only be people she had a close relationship with… So who? I pressed the phone button and swiped the screen to take a proper look at the texts from the app but my actions were halted by the passcode. Ah shit… I have no idea what the code could be. I walked back to the stool and sat down. Doesn’t this have a fingerprint lock? I checked again but was disappointed that there wasn’t one… Oh, Jena! Why wouldn’t you keep a fingerprint lock? At least I could have gotten in then…

It is still working I tried to unlock it, and I see that it is heavily protected with a password. I check further and I see that it is requiring a fingerprint. My heart skips a beat. I hope I have not destroyed this man’s hand so much that there are no fingerprints there again. I quickly pick up his hand and thankfully a few fingers are intact. So I press the best one onto the fingerprint sensor and the phone unlocks When the phone opens up, I see a group chat called "We Hunt Team" with twelve members.

That evil woman was about to drive me crazy as the video played over and over again in my mind. No… I couldn’t take it anymore. I lowered myself onto the couch and did the usual. I yanked off my belt, pants, dented briefs, and spread my thighs apart. I didn’t even need lubricant this time because I was already dripping everywhere. My fingers trembled around the phone screen as I tried to input my security pin and unlock it… but I couldn’t. So I widened my eyes and managed to open it with Face ID.

Her expression, tight. Guarded. Unrecognizable. She reached out. Hesitated. Then picked it up. The phone felt familiar. Too familiar. Like touching something from a past she hadn’t realized she’d lost. Her thumb hovered over the power button. Then pressed. The screen lit up instantly. No password. No lock. Ava’s breath caught. That alone was wrong. She had locked it. Always. Her fingers moved quickly. Opening messages. Checking apps. Scrolling. Everything was there.

"Swipe first." He took the card and held it to the reader. The screen flickered with a beep, and a red light flashed along the edge of the card. "One-time use," he noted. "It's useless now." Avery turned the card over. The magnetic strip on the back had turned white, looking as though it had been scorched. "Now, the fingerprint." Evan gestured for her to press her hand against the panel. The screen flashed. He then leaned into the iris scanner. The door hissed open.