Romans & histoires Book Door

I couldn’t be more stunned to see it disappear right into the book with no trace of his blood on it before he puts his hand down. The sound of a door creaking catches my attention, and at the same time, there is Garrett who moves back. I suddenly see the supposed shelf folding together as the creaking sound continues. Eventually, the shelf of books has been put aside to reveal a sort of door which had a polished color. I was amazed by the quality of the door which has a lot of inscriptions on it, making me wonder how much work was put into it to make it work. “There goes the second barrier. I have no idea how to crack the code and that is where you come in,” Garrett catches my attention with

One — I stopped. In the back wall, almost entirely obscured by the shelving unit angled in front of it, was a narrow door I hadn't noticed on my first visit because I'd been focused on the binders and because Dr. Reeves had come before I'd fully mapped the room. I moved the shelving unit. It was on castors — designed to be moved, designed to conceal the door behind it while looking entirely accidental. The door had a standard handle. No lock. I opened it. Inside was a space roughly the size of a large wardrobe. Shelving on three sides. And on the middle shelf, lined up in a sequence that followed the same alphanumeric logic as the binders, a series of sealed metal cases.

He connected the two and while it wasn’t a secret, it was not well known and those that did know, also knew it was for our family only. I ran my finger over the old leather chairs that sat in the small room and made my way to the other side to find the door that led to the library itself. This door was an actualy bookcase, so from the other side, you couldn’t tell it was a room back here. That was my favorite part. I slipped out and headed straight for the books I was looking for. I had about a dozen when I returned from the room and closed both doors, locking them as well. I had work to do.

Without any further thoughts she jumped off the platform and headed towards her bed; there was an open cupboard there with numerous books. Little Bee’s cheeky hands pulled out a book from there; it was an encyclopedia. She pulled a long face, shoving it back she started to look at the other books kept there. Romantic novels, Shakespeare, comics and many other books were in it. “This is boring…” Little Bee said to herself before her eyes fell on the door beside it. “What’s in there?” Her curious legs pushed open that mysterious door just to get amazed. It was a walk in closet!

Crystal checked the locks and the ring knob of the door, there was no lock nor hindrances at all which leads to their benefit. She used both hands, each on the door as she pushed them open, slight creaking was heard but the double doors swung open slightly, an angle of less than an acute angle was how it was opened. Dust lightly became visible as the moonlight shone through the windows by the other side of the wall, most are lightly large that illuminates the room. Like a library, the walls and some isles are displayed with books and folders, some are neatly lined on shelves, others, are slightly dusty with how long it has been. Are staffs not really allowed to stay even for a second? Or do

The room may look like a small library, if one hasn't read about the secret door leading to the real place in the map before. He made quick steps to the last shelf standing attached to the wall completely, there was no gap between the wall and the last shelf as if they were one, which is not usually normal. He pulled the fifth book in the third row. A red book with dust which looks really dull in comparison to the other books around it. The pull triggered a door to emerge open in a plain wall out of the blue, the wall was unusual too compared to others hovered by many portraits or some sceneries.

He walked ahead now, opening a door. Warm-toned walls, bookshelves on one side, a heavy mahogany desk at the center. The faint scent of expensive leather and scotch lingered in the air. A small bar cart stood by the window—whiskey, wine, crystal tumblers neatly aligned. Not a single bottle looked untouched.

I stand by the window casting my gaze outside, the whole mansion is swarming with his men, they takes turns in securing the house even when he is off on duty. I stepped out of the room, Boredom written all over my face, I had just finished the last chapter of a book I was reading and I needed to keep myself busy. Not until recent did I find out that we had a library at home, One of things he had done in the past few days was inform me about the library in the second room in the corridor basically guarded by what seems to be an invisible door. I have walked past that place several times but I never noticed it. The door was like a wall, no handle, no pin, nothing. All I had to do was place my

Before I could ask any more questions, we stopped at a door. David punched in the door code, 020522. I frowned. What did the code mean? Click. The door opened. I blinked, trying to make sense of what I was seeing. “Your room?” It was bigger than I thought it would be, but not by much.The room was dimly lit, and the air smelt of wood and a man's cologne.In the middle of the room, there was a bed with dark sheets. The sheets looked neat, almost as if the person had not been using the bed very often.There were bookshelves on one wall, and on the other, there was a desk with some papers on it.

“When I told you..you can’t open it, I meant no one has been able to open it for centuries…” My stomach dropped instantly. No one had opened this door for more than a hundred of years.. and somehow we just did it with a touch. Add that to the list of questions I had circling around my head. We carefully stepped into the room… It was fairly empty. A single window, no chairs, no shelves and just one pedestal placed right at the center. On it there was a single book. It was massive in size and had a thick black leather with a silver wolf symbol.