Door Of Stone Release Date Novels & Stories

I’m not going there because I’m desperate. I’m not showing up to beg. I just need to see. To know. To prove he didn’t vanish. She didn’t text. She didn’t knock. When she reached his building, the gate was open. When she got to his door, her hand hovered over it for a long time. Then she knocked once. Twice. Nothing. She waited. When the door finally opened, Elias stood shirtless, sweat on his collarbone, a towel slung over his shoulder. He looked surprised. And then something else—tired, maybe.

"Touch me and I'll rip your throat out." "Alvaro, don't," I beg. "Please. Just let them—" The door behind Stone explodes inward. Federal agents flood the room. Tactical gear, weapons drawn, moving with precision. Stone's people are overwhelmed in seconds. Disarmed, forced to the ground, zip-tied. But Stone herself grabs me, gun pressed to my temple. "Everyone stop or she dies," Stone says calmly. The room freezes. My mates are feral, barely controlled. The bond shows their rage, their terror, their desperate need to reach me.

She stood at the door and gave it a light knock. The door opened a little while later and she looked up. "Good afternoon Mr. Stone." She greeted, with a simple smile. T. B. C

Since he isn’t around, I try to press my ear to the wall to hear the song better but instead fall through the door. Looking around, I notice the statues are gone. All that’s in the room is the golden dragon that once held the stone. The music gets louder as I approach the dragon. Suddenly the eyes of the golden dragon glow red, and after a flash, a glowing stone materializes in its claws. The appearance of the stone reminds me of a salt rock lamp, but there is no cord, and the stone seems dull. “Taran! Taran, that stone is back!” I yell.

"Your right, I'm from another timeline. I'm here doing some investigating. The Alicia from my timeline has been taken by someone. We also believe she may not be the only one who was." As she finished Ameila pulled up files of all the Gatekeepers and pulled up a recording of what appeared to be Alicia running down an alley. Helena called out to Ivy who ran in quickly and gasped at the recording as it continued to play. As they both watched neither of them could believe what they were seeing. Alicia was in full combat armor tailing someone in dark robes sporting a crystal-like sword. Helena only knew one person who used that weapon and it wasn't Demonya. Those weapons hadn't been used since th

God knew what was waiting for me. “Enough chatter, it’s time to tell you Miss Holland that I won’t leave you alone!” that male voice intervened and every time I heard it sent shivers through my body. “I see, Mr Stone…” I approved by looking at him, but the bandages still bothered me. “So you do know me...” His voice got a tone lower. “Who doesn’t? Are you here because...” I had to acknowledge the actor’s notoriety but there was no guarantee that the man in front of me, whom I couldn’t see, was actually Dominic Stone.

Ran her fingers behind the left support frame. Cold stone. One edge slightly loose. She pressed. Nothing. Then remembered the smaller key taped behind the letter. She pulled it free. Tiny. Brass. Old. The stone had a narrow opening almost invisible beneath moss-dark mortar. Victor saw it. “Use it.” She inserted the key. Turned once. A click answered. Then a deeper mechanical sound rolled beneath the altar like old machinery waking from sleep. The third stone shifted outward by itself. Dust spilled. Behind it—

“It’s a thief we need.” Tawny’s sweet voice comes over the monitor and moves closer to the screen, her yellow eyes pinned on Lyric. “Once upon a long time ago, many, many moons before now, The doorways to the realm of the gods were sealed by four powerful gods and goddesses. They created four stones, one per each god’s magic. These stones not only sealed the doorway, but they also became the key to reopening it. We recently discovered a book with an explanation, a doorway, and some other papers.” She casts Crimson a sideways glance and he shrinks in his seat. “And that’s what I stole? One of these four stones?” Lyric asks.

“After everything you did, why would you come back?” He took a breath, wincing like it hurt. “I came to warn you.” “Warn me? About what?” Darein’s eyes flicked to the guards, then back to me. He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “Stone is coming,” he whispered. “Aiden Stone. And he’s not coming to save you.” My blood ran cold. “What?”

It was the same rhythm as the Geode's Seed. "It's not locked," he said, a slow smile spreading across his face. "It's barred. By a friend." He raised his fist and knocked on the door. Three sharp raps, then two, then one. A pause. Then, from the other side, came an answering knock. Two raps, then three. It was the signal. The all-clear from the Stone Canyon. With a deep, grinding sound that hadn't been heard in a century, the massive door began to swing inward. Light real, golden, sunlight, spilled into the grey corridor.