Tifa Lockheart Novels & Stories

I said nothing and simply walked toward the classroom with my backpack. When it was time for self-introduction, Tanya shot me a smug glance and then turned to the class, smiling sweetly. "Hello, everyone. My name is Tanya Lockman. You might be wondering why I share the same surname as the Lockman family's heiress, Faye." She stretched her words out, milking the suspense for all it was worth as she savored the look of torment on my face. "That's because I'm the real daughter the Lockman family just found. Faye is nothing but a fake heiress who has been living under my identity for 18 years."

After all, he had just come to this city and had yet to know who the influential figures were and how they were related to each other. “Locke Group is a top company in Tasnia City. It has recently entered Bradfort City, and it is messing with the balance here. The director, Matthias, is an ambitious man.” Heather could see his ambition in his eyes, and she thought he might become a businessman who was blinded by wealth and fame with time.

It is beautiful. James gives us a couple of watches. I give James a ticket along with room passes for the next match of Colorado Rockies. After watches, he is crazier on baseball, and his favorite team is Colorado Rockies. I gift Lia a platinum chain with a small locket. Inside is a photo that was taken on our wedding day. "Thank you." She utters softly to me. "After the shoot is over, I asked Hal to set up a meeting with the press and media." "Regarding," I know, seeing his smile that James has already guessed.

Then another. Then another. Rows of monitors flickered awake. The archive filled with glowing screens. Selena’s pulse quickened. Someone was accessing the system. Again. The monitors displayed live coverage. HeartLock. Every network. Every screen. The network was collapsing. Exactly as the outline had been building toward. HeartLock was dying. Live. Right now. Nova stared. “Oh my God.” One headline flashed across the screen. HEARTLOCK ACCUSED OF PSYCHOLOGICAL MANIPULATION Another appeared.

I cleared my throat, catching her attention. “Dearest sister,” I said as calmly as I could. “Whatever you’re up to, it’s not going to work. I know the truth. You are definitely not mated to Hendrix.” “How do you know that?” Harold interrupted, anxiety trembling in his voice. I ignored him and pressed on. “But I do find it amusing that you’re trying to hide the identity of his mate,” I said, raising an eyebrow at Ria. “I assume her family isn’t aware of this unexpected development.”

"Lock you in? What are you talking about? You just need time to think. I did the same thing with your sister when she acted up. Now go!" "No…" "Dad, you can't…!" Judy rushed over. "You want to start, too? None of you ever make things easy for me!" He shoved Judy aside with one hand and pushed me forward with the other. "Dad…" I stumbled inside, my shoulder hitting a stack of boxes. The door slammed shut behind me, and the lock clicked. Darkness swallowed everything. "No… Don't lock it!" Everything fell away. All that was left were flashes of fear. The whip with barbs. The clamps biting into skin. Men laughing as they closed in, hands already at their belts.

I glared at him, wishing I could find a way to get back at him for this. Daymon handed a file to Aidan, pulling me from my thoughts. Without looking, Aidan flipped it onto the desk in front of Hernandez. “Sign it.” Hernandez’s smile faded as he stared at the papers. “What’s this?” “I’m taking back what’s rightfully the Creeks’,” Aidan said lazily. “Sign that, and your ranch in Brazil is ours. And men are waiting outside, Hernandez. Don’t make me unleash them.” For the first time, Hernandez looked genuinely rattled. He leaned forward, his bravado slipping. “Look, Aidan, I know I’ve wronged your family in the past. I made mistakes. But that ranch is all I have left; it’s my livelihood.”

Then a gentle smile caressed her lips as she approached. "Wait, Luke, is that Lockwood?" he asked me, and I felt pride at that moment. "She is a Moon now," I corrected him. "Damn, Luke, No wonder you got over Lisa fast. She can't compete with that," he said, and I did not say anything. Tia approached and kissed me. People figured out who she was and stopped staring. No one wanted to be in the next Alpha's bad book. She sat next to me, and I drew her close.

Alpha Izaak eventually got himself and I could finally breathe. Tiana coughed. "You've never used your alpha's aura on me in all the years I've known you," she said in disbelief. "And it's all because of that cheap slut, Fiona," she yelled. Bam! Alpha Izaak slammed Tiana against the wall, with the sound it made. I was sure as hell all her ribs would be broken by now, and it would take a couple of days for her wolf to heal her completely.

People like Terry and Jonathan thought that I was contented to be here, but I wasn’t, and I didn’t tell them about my dreams, or my secret attempts to get in touch with Arnold because deep down, a big part of me didn’t want them to see me fail at anything. So, even if it ended up not working, they would never know about it. No one could mock a failure, setback, or pain they didn’t know about. Tiana touched my shoulder tenderly again and said, “Think about the big picture, Chase Maddox.” Then she sashayed out of my room. I didn’t turn around until I heard the door close behind me. “Is this real?” I asked myself rhetorically. I tore my eyes away from the door and began to think deeply about th