Doors Of Stone Will Never Be Released Novels & Stories

The stone remained cold and unresponsive. "Why isn't it reacting?" I whispered, a prickle of genuine panic clawing at my throat. Raven, still struggling to maintain her footing, stumbled forward and laid her palm against the stone. Her eyes widened, her face draining of what little color it had left. "Because the door has been sealed from the inside," she said, her voice trembling. "Not by us. And certainly not by Vessa." "Then by whom?" Lysander demanded, his voice hardening into steel.

“You are a powerful tool my dear. And a tool that I will enjoy using, and I will start with that pack Ronan calls his.” Just as he released his grip on me, I looked at him with anger in my eyes. “I will never follow you.” “Oh, but you will. This stone will allow me to do that, and there is nothing you can do to stop what is coming. Not even Ronan can stop me.” He straightened and turned away. “Rest my dear. We have a lot more to discuss. I’ll see you later.” He said over his shoulder. The door creaked open, then slammed shut.

I was jerked from fitful sleep by the metallic scrape of my cell door opening. Elder Stone stood framed in the doorway, two guards flanking her like obedient dogs. The burgundy of her suit looked almost black in the dim light, like dried blood. My head still pounded from the wolfsbane, and my limbs felt heavy as waterlogged wood. In the back of my mind, Nyx whimpered, her presence faint as a dying ember. “Good morning, my dear,” Elder Stone says, her voice carrying that same false warmth that makes my skin crawl. “Today’s the day we rid you of that pesky bond.”

Chapter Thirty-Two The exact fraction of a second the heavy wooden bedroom door finally closed behind our bodies, isolating us from the suffocating toxic atmosphere of the clubhouse, Stone turned the brass deadbolt lock with a loud, distinct, and incredibly heavy click. He stood perfectly still in front of the door frame for a long, quiet second, his massive back completely turned away from me, his broad shoulders tightly hunched up with a suffocating amount of lingering tension from the dining hall battle.

It was a monolith of absolute defiance. ​"It’s sealed," Selene remarked, her hand tracing the smooth surface. "Legend says this door was forged to hold back the very essence of the Pact. Only the blood of the one bound by the covenant can vibrate the stone enough to break the seal." ​Dave stepped forward, his legs trembling. He didn't wait for permission. He pressed his hand against the cold, unyielding metal. He looked at Laura, a strange, grim smile touching his lips. "If this is the end of the line, at least we found the truth."

“We shall see. But remember this: you have opened a door today that you may not be able to close. Good luck, May. You will need it.” Without another word, he turned and walked toward the door. No one moved to stop him. As the heavy wooden door clicked shut behind him, the room remained silent. The staff looked at one another, faces pale with the weight of what they had just heard and what it meant for their future.

Bob answered helplessly. They had attempted various methods but couldn't open the sturdy stone door. "Why not just blast it open?" Taylor suggested. "We've tried explosives but still couldn't open it. The stone door is incredibly solid," Bob replied, taking out his phone and showing several photos to Taylor. Taylor leaned in to carefully examine the photos of the underground stone door. He found there was something mysterious about the door. A huge Cosmic Octagonal Nexus disk was carved on the door, seemingly holding some kind of secret!

“We need to go back downstairs to the temple. There I can show you everything.” Tru nods, and I lead the way. We make it down to the temple. A dragon’s magic can only unlock it. I touch the stones, and an archway appears in the same glow as the lights. The stone still is present, but I can walk through it now that the archway appears. However, Tru won’t be able to unless I’m touching her. Looking at Tru, I can tell she’s amazed and terrified. “Take my hand.” I extend my hand out to her, but her mind is taking in her surroundings. Feeling pressured for time, I grab her and pull her through the doorway in the stones. Walking in, I pause. There in stone are another fifty dragons. I thought ther

"Mom, you did it. The sky... the sky is blue again outside." "You actually pulled it off, Mom," Leo breathed, a massive wave of relief washing over his youthful features as he slumped against a rock. "I've never seen anything like that." Seraphina raised her right hand. Resting gently in her palm was the Stone of Life. It was completely purified, glowing with a soft, warm, and comforting light that felt like the gentle morning sun. "It's safe now. It will never be used for darkness again." A sudden commotion at the grand entrance of the chamber made them turn their heads. The heavy oak and iron doors were thrown open, and a massive vanguard of their allied army poured into the room, led by t

He explains. “We entrust the stone to you until the next lottery. You may now take it with you.” Nervously, I nod and hold the stone close. I am not very good with delicate things, I hope its not that fragile. As I turn to leave, he calls back, “One last thing, my lady.” I stop and look at him. “The stone will harm anyone who tries to use it without your permission, or if it’s not you.” Oh! okay. Besides Tedmold and the Emperor, I will not let anyone else touch it.