Door Crack Blocker Novels & Stories

"This one's been trying to get out for a very long time." Rook was already working on the blast door. His lockpicks were useless against the silver-reinforced steel, but he had brought charges, small ones designed to break seals without collapsing tunnels. "Give me ten minutes. This door is older than the Frostborn's fortress, but the mechanism is the same. Corvus used standard patterns."

Chapter 177: The Forty-Eight Hour Lock The walnut door of the executive suite did not just close it sealed shut. This door was specially made with three inches of wood and lined with special sheets that blocked out all the noise from outside. The city was in a panic. Inside the suite it was quiet. The only sounds were the hum of the air filter and the crackle of the heater in the corner.

I had an unhealthy curiosity I suppose. I opened the door once and let it shut back .. trying to decipher whether or not it would lock but I couldn’t tell. Then I looked down and saw a large white brick had been left in the floor.. probably for this exact reason. So I opened the door and slipped outside, putting the brick in the door to keep it from shutting all the way.

The guard crumpled silently. I blinked. Mack didn’t even flinch. He looked back at me. “You okay?” “Remind me never to piss you off,” I muttered. Claire pointed at a door ahead, marked with a single rusted number—32. “That’s it,” she said. Mack nodded. “Cover me.” He stepped forward rd, twisted the handle. Locked. Claire handed him a tool from her jacket—some kind of electronic bypass. Within seconds, the lock clicked open.

Before walking to a cupboard and pulling out a toolbox, he rested the door against the wall. The Beta always came prepared in a pack led by a turbulent Alpha like Cohen. In the pack mansion, he had dozens of toolboxes stashed. Liam kept one in the Alpha's office to repair whatever the latter had broken unless it was beyond repair. This door has been knocked on more than a dozen times. The pack's engineer added a few metal plates in the center of the door to withstand heavy force. On the other hand, the hinges could never resist a frenzied Alpha's slam. Liam could have gotten more durable hinges. It was preferable to utilize standard hinges in case someone became stuck within. It would be eas

His lungs are locking up completely from the freezing soot filling his vents, and he is losing consciousness. I grab the heavy brass handles and pull with all my strength, but the lock doesn't budge an inch. I step back, looking blindly around the pitch-black corridor. A flash of lightning blinks through the arched windows, lighting up the hallway for a single second. Right near the stone pillar, a heavy iron fire poker rests inside a brass stand. I sprint over, my bare feet slipping slightly on the cold floor, and grab the thick metal rod. I rush back to the double doors, slide the flat, pointed tip of the iron poker right into the narrow crack between the double doors, and lean my entire b

Not only did he get bodyguards, he also changed the doors in his house from woods to something greater. But he didn't stop there, he went ahead to make the doors unique in a special way. One that he was sure his enemies would never expect, especially when they try to break down his door. The door Ryan just ordered his men to close and bolt is nothing else but a steel door with a steel frame! The door has jamb shields and two horizontal security bars. It also goes on to have door armor; two door shields that are installed over the existing latch. In most houses, this is the vulnerable spot of the doors present but Charles made sure to take care of that in the sense that no amount of kick can

He broke away from me sinking lower between my legs, tongue darting out to lick my laced panties that provided very little barrier. “Holy shit!” I cried out as he pulled them to the side caressing my slit with his warm tongue. My eyes fluttered shut and my fingers raked through his hair as I opened my legs wider for him, giving easier access and begging for him to continue. But apparently someone had other ideas as suddenly there was a knock at the door. “Fuck.” Adrian growled. Yeah, what he said. Who the hell was it? Could they have picked any worse timing? “Fuck off. We’re busy,” he yelled to the unidentified cock blocker.

“I wasn't stari-” “Yes you were.” His stupid smirk was pure provocation. “Shut up.” I escaped down the hall, muttering under my breath but stopped mid step when something caught my eye. A door. Not your normal door, to be fair this isn't your normal house either. But this doke was different. Heavy steel instead of sleek wood which was reinforced with thick bolts. It was matte black like it had been designed for a bunker and it was locked. Curiosity kills the cat.

It was the kind of door that didn’t have a knob, but a metal handle that one could use to open the door. This door was kind of like the doors used on emergency stairs. It was something that you can easily lock from the outside. After a few seconds, Fiona eyed the windows. Aside from the reinforced window, there was also a stainless steel window grill that wasn’t showing any signs of corrosion. On top of this, the area was actually very far away from the parking lot. Even if she screamed her lungs out, no one would be able to hear her.