Constellation Door Novels & Stories

Shit, his hard-on strained against his pants desperate for some attention and it took all of his willpower to step aside and let ger through "Yeah thanks!" she said walking past them just long enough for them to breathe in her floral scent,which from Darren's hooded look drove him just as mad as it did him, fuck! lunch was becoming a seemingly bad idea and it hadn't even begun yet, it'd be a miracle if they did fuckin pull this off. †† Erick Rowan He seemed to forget uncomfortable portalling could be especially when the portals were made by those silly clumsy trolls. He'd found himself almost retching from discomfort and couldn't be more thankful when his feet found solid earth again

Ember laughed lightly and Caleb offered his arm with a bow again and they walked down to the ballroom. As they got closer they could hear the chatter and murmurs coming from the crowd. The main doors were closed most of the guests would have arrived through the glass doors from outside or the smaller entrance on the other side. These doors were meant to make a statement. They were made from wood and carved with intricate details of the history of wolves. The moon goddess across the top with her arms spread wide with the first pack in various stages of the shift. It was beautiful and one of Ember’s favourite things in the castle. She always saw something new every time she gazed on these door

Lune's gaze wandered as they passed elegantly carved statues, long velvet drapes framing the windows, and chandeliers that sparkled like a sea of diamonds. As they reached the second floor, the hallway stretched wide, its polished wooden floors reflecting the soft glow of the golden sconces that lined the walls. They led her to a pair of large double doors at the end of the hall, which the lead maid opened with a graceful sweep of her hand. “This will be your room, Lady Lune,” she said, stepping aside to let her in.

I followed Claire down the central corridor, past a glass-walled conference room where three people sat around a table covered in documents, past a row of closed doors with no nameplates, past a wall of windows that looked out over the city at an angle that made everything below look small and very far away. I had read about this building. I had studied this man's professional history across fourteen pages of notes written at two in the morning. But walking through the space where he actually operated was different. Everything up here had been chosen. Every surface, every place, every degree of silence. At the end of the corridor Claire stopped in front of a door that looked identical to eve

Someone had locked it from outside, which was not a function it was supposed to have, which meant the security system had been accessed, which meant the thirty-second window Fenwick had sold had been used and the four professionals who had come through the blind spot knew exactly which door would buy them time. Elara was on the other side of it. I hit the override at a run. The door took three seconds to respond and in those three seconds my wolf came fully to the surface for the first time since the alley not the managed, directed force I had been maintaining for six weeks, the other thing, the thing underneath management, four centuries old and completely without patience. The door opened.

On the opposite side stood a pair of towering doors carved directly into the rock. Unlike every door they had passed before, these bore no wolves, no crowns, no ancient writing, it was only one symbol and a crescent moon. The same symbol Wisteria had drawn on the map. Zara's heartbeat quickened. "We found it." Kael stared at the doors without speaking, his jaw tightened. For just a second, the lantern light caught his eyes, the silver was gone. Darkness flickered across them like smoke before disappearing. When Zara blinked, his eyes were silver again, she wondered if she'd imagined it. Kael drew a slow breath and stepped toward the bridge.

Rosalie laughed. "That's probably the safest bet." Before anyone could tease them further, a clear metallic chime rang through the chamber. The sound was soft, but every conversation stopped instantly. Thin streams of silver light spread from the circle carved into the floor, flowing through the ancient patterns until they reached one of the unopened doors. Everyone turned together. Unlike the other doors, this one wasn't covered with flowing symbols or ancient writing. Its surface was filled with countless stars carved into the stone, linked together by delicate lines that formed unfamiliar constellations.

A circular ceiling painted with constellations stretched overhead. Ancient telescopes stood beside tall windows. Shelves overflowed with books and star charts. Dust covered almost everything. Except... A single path across the floor. Fresh footprints. Small. Delicate. Leading deeper into the observatory. Aurora whispered, "Someone's here." The group followed the trail through a long corridor. At its end stood an enormous bronze door. Unlike every other door in the observatory... This one had no handle. Only a circular lock. Elara reached into her coat.