Elizabeth Door Novels & Stories

his voice was just a notch higher than a whisper, urgent and commanding. Elizabeth just nodded her head and ran to the door that led to the basement. Lights were on automatically showing her way down the stairs. She made her way downstairs, away from the door where she saw three other doors, ‘Where Henry probably kept his treasure,’ and if there wasn’t Henry upstairs doing God knows what scared her to no end, she would let curiosity lead her. But now, she was just waiting to hear his voice to call her and tell her that everything is fine.

Minutes pass. Elizabeth simply lay on the floor her eyes were blurry, and her gold-colored hair spread on the floor messily. Her eyes gain consciousness when she hears someone talking outside the door. "Well, hello there," a voice says from right outside the door, presumably to the guard stationed right outside. Elizabeth immediately sits up alertly. She cranes her head to look at the door. The guards outside declare, "Miss you don't have access to this room. I suggest that you turn around."

she finished, wide-eyed. “Fighting?” I said. “In the ladies' quarter?” Elizabeth stood and walked over to the door, cracking it open just a hair. Her eye squinted into the hallway, and then she hissed. “Oh, for the love of the Goddess…” “What?” “They’re all pouring out like ants at a honey festival.”

Although she didn't really get taken advantage of, just the thought of that idiot's hand on her thigh, even if it was through her pants, made Elizabeth feel disgusted. The first thing I did when I got home was to take a shower. Just as I finished showering, the doorbell rang. In the late evening, Elizabeth also dared not open the door. She hung the anti-theft lock and opened a crack in the door. She saw Aidan and only then did she unlock the anti-theft lock. "How did you come up?" "I'm afraid to disturb Leandro and his wife's overnight activities, so I'll come up and be your trash can."

At one door, a woman refused to let her in. “You bring it with you,” the woman hissed through the wood. “Where you go, death follows.” Elizabeth rested her forehead against the door, feeling the tremor of fear on the other side. Somewhere inside, a child coughed—small and thin, like a bird trapped in a wall. “I bring what I can,” Elizabeth said softly. “I cannot take what is already here.” The door did not open. She left a bundle of herbs on the step and walked away without looking back.

Jake added with a grin. The boys took off as Ellie walked toward her room. A whiteboard was mounted on the wall next to the door with her name written in black marker Elizabeth Carter. She opened the door and looked around. The bed was made with a white down comforter, white sheets, and two bleached pillows. Next to the bed was a small table and a small lamp. A settee sat next to double doors opening to the closet. On the other side of the room was a window surrounded by built-in shelves, a desk built into the wall underneath the window with a chair sitting in front of the desk.

Get out. Kara raises her hands in imitation submission but does not disguise the delight in her eyes. "whatever you say, boss." Alex looks at the photo one last time while she strains toward the door. Elizabeth. Elizabeth, his Elizabeth. With him. His heartbeat hammers. This is not done once more. Elizabeth bolts into Blackwood Enterprises past the elegant marble flooring and over the tall glass doors of Simeon's office. Before Elizabeth pushes the door open, the receptionist hardly has time to stutter a welcome.

He carried his bag and was proceeding to the main door, suddenly the door was pushed open from the outside and mom screamed in shock… “Hello, Elizabeth.” To Be Continued….

He watched Tyler nod at him. "You look very beautiful, Elizabeth, you congratulate Vanessa, it seems that she did everything." "Thank you," I smiled politely. • It literally looked like a fortress, its gardens were huge, there was an entrance where all along the shore there were small lights similar to lighthouses until they reached the main door. At the entrance there were two statues of tigers opening their jaws, it was a three-story house, a giant garage, I could see that there was a room inside it full of cars with a hood above each one.

The car came to a halt and happily, I rushed out of the door, our hand finally disentangling but it didn’t take so long as he offered his hand yet again and I took it without hesitation and we entered the prison where the witch was being held. Eleazar told the guards to remain outside with only his personal guard permitted to follow us. The prison was like nothing I had imagined. It was freezing and dark, only lit by a few fire stands and I wondered why a place as sophisticated as Elisora still use firewoods to lit a place. I was so immersed by what was before me that I only turned to look at Eleazar when I felt him remove my hand gently from his. My eyes were filled with question and I hate