Dear Door Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

"We do not talk to the help." - End of Chapter 1: Darius & Amoy -

Hello, readers. I Hezz Dan is awfully sorry about something. Just found out that one chapter is outa place. You see you need to read 'Transdimensional before the two 'door of destiny's (s). Those are chapter titles. Just a little mix up. Hope you get over it. And understand the story. Thank you guys for following my book and having a good read. It means the world to me, that's what I live for. Hope you found the adventure of Tom Salisbury great as you venture with us through time and memories.

Chapter 12 A gentle knock resonated through the door, causing Alexa to snap out of her engrossing reading. The book slipped from her hands, forgotten for the moment, as she made her way towards the door. Curiosity tinged her voice as she called out, "Who's there?" The anticipation hung in the air as Alexa stood on the threshold, waiting for a response. Her heart beat a little faster, wondering who might be on the other side. Was it a friend?

Despite hurrying his way to meet with the wise, older Seer, Salazar made sure to avoid touching anyone by accident. "The last thing I need is a sudden glimpse of someone's untimely death," he shivered at the thought, images of the carnage he had seen in his vision coming to mind. When he reached Daeja's place, he immediately tapped the door thrice. A few seconds passed before the red door creakily opened. Salazar stepped inside, the smell of dust and ancient books wafting through his nose. "You are late," a soft voice came from the counter to his right. No visible person was sitting there, but Salazar chuckled in response.

Their rules. My body trembled. My hands itched to claw at the walls, to run. But there was no escape. Not anymore. Richard reached for the door handle. And I knew This was only the beginning **************** AUTHOR’S NOTE Thank you so much for reading this chapter! 💖 Your support means the world to me. If you enjoyed it, please don’t forget to like, comment, and subscribe. I’d love to hear your thoughts your feedback keeps me going! 😊

before I slip into the darkness. Chapter 1.38 Sorry, Not Sorry - Rourke

"Sleep." I lay there in the dark staring at the ceiling. The door sat in the back of my mind and wouldn't move. Something was behind it. Something that felt like mine. END OF CHAPTER 20

The smell of lavender and expensive sandalwood fills the room where you are sitting. And then, the final line of the chapter appears, written in a font that matches your own handwriting: "Check the door, Reader. Someone is knocking. And they’re here to Collect the Debt."

--- Memories --- Silence. --- Aren carefully opened the first page. --- And froze. --- For a photo was pasted there. --- A picture of them. --- Of everyone. --- In the clearing. --- The day the door was closed. --- No one had taken that photo. --- No one. --- Beneath it was a handwritten line. --- Handwriting Aren recognized immediately. --- Unsteady. --- A bit crooked. --- But unmistakable. --- > Chapter 1 --- Slowly, he turned the page.