The Empty Grave Lockwood And Co Novels & Stories

"Because you were about to lock it in. Marry her. Make it permanent. I waited. I gave you time to see it yourself. You used every second to build your clean little life on top of his body and I just kept watching you do it." "If he's really gone," Jose started, "then why dig all this up now, why make me—" "He's not gone." Rainer's voice cracked on the last word like something breaking under too much weight. He looked away. Looked back. "I dug the grave last week. It's empty, Jose. He's been hiding. He's scared. And he hates us both for letting it get that far. For letting her get that close to finishing it."

ZICO waited to see Grey before opening the box. Grey settled down after pleasantries and the box was brought to ZICO by one of his men and a key was fetched which surprised Grey. ZICO opened the box and met the shock of his life. The box was empty like there was literally nothing inside it before. He checked the box and saw that it was the same box he handed over to Jessica two nights before they were murdered. There was no sign that the lock was broken and there is no way the contents could have disappeared because he was the only one who had the key to the silver box. There was no way a spare key could have been manufactured because this kind of lock is the only one in the world.

While I was on my way to my office, I suddenly heard some of my employees talking to each other. "Have you heard about the news? The Lockwood brothers are believed to be alive." "Lockwood brothers? You mean, Themis and Timothy Lockwood?" "Uh-Huh. Some even said that maybe they are just pretending to be common people just so they could find the real suspect of the massacre that happened in their family." I just walked past them then closed the door of my office and sat in my swivel chair. Themis and Timothy Lockwood? Their names sound familiar for some reason.

I remain ever thine to command. Yet in the ashes of ruin, I did stumble upon a source. One who knows more than they would speak aloud. I dare not write it here for parchment hath ears. If it pleases you, summon me forth, and I shall speak it to you alone. Ever your humble and bounden servant, Clade Valamor” My breath caught in my lungs as I read the name Lockwood. How the hell does this tie down to me?!

I kept Suvia and Ruby inside after that, and our place went on complete lockdown. What I did not see coming was Alfred and Maverick buying up properties right next to ours. They would swing by whenever they could, jetting back for work when needed. Those two could not stand each other, even brawling on the streets for everyone to see. Their families had to put them on lockdown for a bit after that. While they were busy dealing with their mess, I took Ruby and left Xyland behind.

“Witnesses claim they saw an explosion. The Lockhart family's private jet went down in the Gulf of Saint Lawrence. Three bodies have been recovered, including Jareth Lockhart, CEO of Lockhart Consortium. The two pilots also perished. Two other passengers Theron Lockhart and Renzo Lockhart are currently missing.” The air vanished from my lungs. Theron... Renzo... My eyes locked onto the screen burned metal, scattered debris, swallowed by water. “Ma’am?” a police officer asked. “Ma’am, are you okay?” “No,” I whispered. A heartbeat passed. And then I collapsed.

She resolved to carry out a few research on Eryx, which she has never done before. This research wound help her uncover hidden secrets about Eryx, and understand of he is hiding any truth from her. “Maybe I'll get to know why Zephyr said all that,” she rubbed her jaw softly, glaring into the space. Suddenly, a news came on the television, drawing her attention away from her deep thoughts. “Mrs Lockwood has been confirmed dead after he jumped off a bridge,” the headlines read. Nova gasped in shock, glaring at the television. “What is happening?” she muttered.

There was a hole, but it was far too small for any key. "It's a sanguine lock." Theron stated, before piercing a fingertip with one of his fangs. A drop of blood pooled and started to spill down his pale finger. With haste, he grabbed the lock and let the scarlet droplet fall into the opening. The lock took on a crimson metallic sheen for a moment and then returned to its previous colour, the clasp popping open with a click. "Effective." I murmured at the display. I'd never seen a sanguine lock before and couldn't help wondering if it was something Aldith had engineered strictly for the security of the palace.

Star was satisfied with his answer. “I can’t get too close, I’ve already expressed my refusal at revenge against the Lockwood pack and my disinterest in becoming a hunter, it would draw too much suspicion if I suddenly changed my mind.” Veronica hummed in agreement, “I did however find out that they’re looking for Stone’s research about the Lockwood Pack.” Ray studied her. “No doubt Alpha Lockwood had it destroyed.” Star nodded. “Did you get a good look at some of his stuff?” Star smirked.

Meet the Characters Michael Lockwood Age: 29 Job: CEO of Lockwood Enterprises Physical Description: Medium-dark brown hair, hooded hazel eyes, thin pointy nose, heart chapped face with a scruffy beard, full lips, 6’3ft tall, muscular body. Personality Description: Dominant, Perfectionist, hardworking, reliable, thoughtful, resourceful, jealous, Family: Raphael Lockwood (father), Olivia Lockwood (stepmother), Isabella Smith (Tammy - mother deceased), Gabriel Lockwood (older brother), Amelia Lockwood (younger sister)