Novel & Cerita Under Lock And Key Miraculous

He took it with a gentle, reassuring smile. "Don't worry, honey. I've got this covered." But today, that card still wasn't with Lydia. I logged into the electronic lock app. It showed that, over the past month, the card had been used seventeen times. But both Richard and I used fingerprint unlocking—so who had been using it? I was lost in thought when the door opened. Richard had come home. "Honey, Lydia was late today. She said she couldn't get in without the access card. Didn't I ask you to give it to her a month ago?" I asked casually, as if on a whim.

╒═══════════:۩:═════:۩:══════:۩:═══════════╕ ░░▓░░░░▓░░░ T H I R D M I N I - M I S S I O N ░░░░░▓░░░▓░░ "Round and round we go where we stop nobody knows," Only by solving the lock's puzzle would the door open, revealing whatever lay beyond. But for each failed attempt, one of your team would pay a terrible price. Blood would be spilled to teach the next lesson. And once the lock was solved, any remaining alive would pass through the door, never to return. Greetings from the dark, Student No. 12 - Killian Wilde — ۩ The clock is ticking as you stare at the mysterious rotating puzzle lock that bars your escape. Beyond this door lies the next stage of your journey, but first you must solve th

Prince Lucius threatened, looking straight into his eyes. Prince Lucius grabbed the gates more fiercely, his angry eyes pinned on Danks who shifted back in fear upon seeing the flash of his red eyes - is he an Alpha already? "Tabrett, the keys!" He motioned. Tabrett felt like crying already because she has been searching for it even before he asked. "Brother, I -- I can't find the keys." She cried, stomping her feet on the ground and shaking all her body maybe the keys could drop to the ground but it didn't even make any sound which meant she has misplaced it earlier.

his lips and knew it was done. What he wanted was the best representation of Marisa Miller. Marisa Miller came back with a small leather bag in her hand and handed it to Randall Harrah. And when Randall Harrah took it, he just felt something hard on his hand, and he pinched it, and it felt like a cylindrical thing. What's the woman up to? He asked directly, "What is this?" Marisa Miller explained, "It's a key with my fingerprint on one end, but it's shaped like a whistle. Mr. Harrah can rest assured that nothing will happen." This is interesting, so he got the treasure this time. "It's not that I doubt Ms. Miller, but to be clear, what's the use of this thing, or I wouldn't be able to hold

Isaiah received a large ring of keys from the steward, then passed it to her, "These are the housekeys. You can enter any place. The main door is locked by a password, which is a simple combination. This key is for the attic, you must keep it carefully. Brian likes to take the key and hide in the attic sometimes. This key is. Seeing that Brian had handed over every key, Miranda hurriedly interrupted, "Wait wait wait. Mr. Kenton, aren't you being too relaxed with me? You're not afraid that I'll steal everything in your house?"

“We need a key to open the cage.” There was no way Mila could open this cage with her bare hand, especially when the cage was really hot. At this point, Aaric was sure that his feet had been cooked so well right now and there was nothing he could do to help with his situation, unless they had the key to the cage. Aaric saw it before that the guard locked him up with the key, there was no magic for now or even a lever to put him to the safety. But then, Mila dangling the key right before his eyes. “Do you mean this key?” Mila asked, she smiled smugly when she watched how Aaric reaction when he saw this and this was the first time for her to actually smiling like this in a very long time.

“This is one mum swiped last year. They say it was one of the best on the market. Pah!” He took two of the bits of metal from Kiara and shoved them down into the keyway, giving the lock a few twists before the shackle popped open! “That is amazing!” Kiara exclaimed. “Is it really that easy? I don’t know that I will ever trust a lock again!”

I didn’t move. “What the hell?” I tugged harder. Michael leaned closer. “Is it… locked?” “It’s sealed,” I said, stunned. “It’s like the pages are fused together.” He grabbed it, trying to wedge his dagger between the pages. “This doesn’t make sense. Why would it be locked now?” “I don’t know, maybe it needs a spell? A key? Blood?!” I snapped, anxiety spiraling in my chest. “I don’t have any of that!” Michael whispered back, now just as frantic. “We don’t have time to—”

I suggested. A bitter smile curved his lips. “They already tried. See that?” He pointed at the lock in our cell. “They put enchantments on the door. Only the key the guards carry with them can open it. Even if someone gets here to help us out, there's no way to open the cell without that special key.” I smiled wryly. “I'm guessing you tried to steal that key more than once, am I right?” “I almost had it,” Corvin interjected, a faint smirk pulling at his lips. “I reached through the bars when the guard passed us by and grabbed the ring of keys.”