Novel & Cerita Dear Door Chapter 1

Chapter 2 She wasted no time getting herself clean and ready for what she thought would be an debauchery. It would be her first and she was excited about getting to play with some of the men she had seen and maybe even a couple of the ladies. She stripped and peeked out the door hoping no one was around. There wasn’t so she walked quickly down the hall to the door. The door was closed so she leaned her ear to the door listening for the sounds of sex, or maybe the moans of an orgasm. It was quiet, she heard nothing, and she slowly turned the knob and pushed the door open slightly.

Here's a thank you to y'all besties! Thank you for giving this book a chance. I hope y'all love and enjoy this book…. And please do not forget to share your amazing thoughts (comments) and your votes. Love y'all. --------------------------------------- I immediately sat up straight, turning to the door, my eyes wide open. “Shimma,” Mr Mattias called again. I quickly stood up from the floor, I reached for my handle,I opened the door, and there he was, standing in front of my door, standing right in front of me again. My head wasn't really fucking with me, he was fucking standing in front of me!

I rambled Way to fucking go November. As I got to the door, I heard something I'm not so sure I heard. "Fucking adorable" Sorry if this chapter is bleh! Please vote and comment and recommend to others.

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! 😊

he muttered , closing the door behind him and they headed towards their destination. ***************** Let me know ,how is the chapter? Next chapter will be the epilogue .

Beneath the drawing, in a child’s messy script, were the words: "Mama is the key. Papa is the lock. I am the door." Ivy looked at Dante, who remained locked in his fever-dream. The question chilled her more than the winter air: If the child is "the door," what lies on the other side? And if the "Sickness" was the final stage of their resonance, why does Ivy feel a sudden, cold void where her "Body Betrayal" used to be? (Watch out for Chapter 53) 💬 Add to library | Vote | Comment | Please Send Gifts If we reach at least 100 Votes or 1000 Gifts, I will drop a special POV chapter from Dante's perspective during the 'Thirteenth Hour'! Help me break the set! 💎✨

Chapter 6: I was abruptly awakened by a loud knock on my bedroom door. Groggily, I stumbled out of bed, feeling disoriented and unsure of where I was. The events of the past few days seemed to jumble up in my mind, making it difficult to grasp reality. A sharp pang of pain shot through me as I remembered my parents, but before I could fully process my emotions, I heard the butler's voice, demanding to be let in. " Miss, open the door at once !"

No matter how tired our souls are, we lost all our tiredness in their arms. We finished our lunch and mom collected our dirty crocks, I was about to offer my help when the doorbell rang. "I'll get it," I said and mom nodded. I went towards the door and opened it. "You... ------------------ So guys, how's the chapter? Who you guys think is at the door? • 503 readers have my book in their libraries. If you don't like it than why keep it in your libraries? And, if you like it than why don't vote and comment?

"She's dead as soon as she opens the door for them! Paolo will snatch everything he sees, Quinto will throw open all the windows to attract the zombies, and Marco will force her into giving up her supplies at knife point!" "And when they eventually kill her dog in the end, that good-for-nothing Valerio will still be too damn scared to even make a peep!" However, if I didn't open the door for them, all four of them would die outside my door. "Gemma Barletta!" Valerio pounded on the door again. "The zombies are right outside! You heard them! Hurry up and open the door!" Paolo also threw his weight against the door, making the door shake and rattle even more loudly than before.

The heavy mahogany door clicked shut behind her, sealing the study back into its quiet, concrete pocket. Ava stood at the threshold of the primary gallery hallway, her bare feet pressing against the cold oak planks [Chapter 80, Chapter 84]. The transition out of the blue monitor glare was stark. The sun was fully up now, casting long, geometric sheets of blinding white light across the penthouse floorboards, exposing the tiny scuff marks and dust motes that had accumulated during their thirty-six-hour security watch [Chapter 80].