Green Door Book Novels & Stories

Sitting in the dim light of my apartment, I heard the distinctive sound of a door closing from across the hall. A sinister smile crept over my face. Clay was leaving. I slid the glass door to my balcony open and peered down to see his black car pull out of the parking garage, heading north. He's going home, I thought, how convenient. I returned inside, my fingers itching to pry open the book that lay on my coffee table. It wasn't any ordinary book—it was an old folklore tome filled with rituals, spells, and hidden amidst cryptic language, and dark magic.

She was far from home and she was in unknown territory. Finding what he was looking for, he tilted the book with the title on its spine, To Kill A Mockingbird. A resounding click was heard, and the bookshelves parted into two like the Red Sea to reveal the titanium door with a security pad on the side. Phil punched in the codes in haste, and before you know it, they were inside the secret room.

those moments deciding her fate. Then came a whirring sound from within the safe, followed by a quiet click. A small green light appeared above the keypad, and Rhiannon let out a deep, relieved sigh. She pulled the safe door open, revealing the book. It looked aged and was covered with leather. She reached in, and took it out, staring briefly at its brown covers. This book contained everything that would bring the True North Pack to their knees, and now...it was hers. Quickly, she shut the safe closed again, and the green light turned red, indicating the lock had been put back in place before it disappeared.

She nod her head before I walk away to scan for books. "I hope there is that book that Dawson was referring to." I murmured to myself. I do not want to believe him when he said that I can only buy that book in New York. What an expensive outlet of reference he got there, that boo-hoo. Instead of finding that big book on the hardbound section, I notice a colorful book with green as a dominant on its book cover and its title kinds of catch my attention. "Buy Yourself the Fcking Lilies?" I murmured and started opening the book pages and saw some notes which made me conclude that it is a self-help book.

Amora asked Alex while looking at Alex and his hands looking for the book. "No, mother, I didn't find it" Alex replied while wiping his sweat because he was tired of looking for the book. Until suddenly, Amora saw a book that was on the top shelf. The book was dark purple in color and had white beads that glowed and the only book that gave off a white glow. "Alex, that book looks interesting could you please get me the book?" Amora said while pointing at the shelf where the book was, Alex suddenly looked at the book and nodded to his mother as a sign that he was going to take the book.

Just my husband. "Is it over?" Bryan asked, looking at the house. "I think so," I said. But then I felt a weight in my pocket. I reached in and pulled out a small, leather-bound book. I hadn't put it there. I opened the book. Every page was blank except for the very last one. On the last page, there was a single sentence written in fresh, red ink: 'The sequel begins when you turn the key.' I looked at our new front door. There was a key in the lock. It was made of solid gold, and it was carved into the shape of a wolf’s head.

"Take those eye contact lenses off." "Huh?" "Those blue eye contacts you're wearing. Take them off." I sighed. "Chloe..." "Take them off." I sighed again, a sign of giving in. I stopped my tracks, which made her stopped hers too and placed my books on a random table nearby. I carefully took my contact lenses out and placed them where they belong. "See?" Chloe said as I picked my books up again. "You look so much better with green eyes." "Thanks," I grinned. "It's so weird to go on without them. It just feels..."

I shrug my shoulder. Remiel looks down at the floor, his hand covering his eyes as he shakes his head, mumbling about no good demons and their clutter. “It will be fine.” I tell him, determination in my tone. “We will find this book in no time.” I hope. The color green flashes in my mind, a gift from Zaz in the dark recesses of my mind. “Green!” I shout out loud, startling Remiel as he continues to look around. He turns towards me in confusion. “I think the book is green.” I tell him more quietly. He nods his head, turning back to the books to search for ones that are green.

The cover was the same design as The Inside Account but in a different color — green instead of blue, the specific green of the kitchen garden gate, the green that Thomas had said would weather well. Ernest watched Don open the first copy. Don held it in his hands for a moment — not reading, just holding. The quality of someone receiving the physical evidence of the work. The work had been abstract for so long — the manuscript, the galleys, the proofs, the emails with the editor. The physical book was different. The physical book was real. The physical book could be held and opened and given. Don opened the title page. The Ground Keeps, by Don. He turned to the dedication. For Ernest, who ke

Sean thought to himself. Running towards the light, he exclaimed, "Os..." However, he trailed off, leaving the word unfinished. He stopped dead in his tracks when he noticed something was wrong. The diamond-shaped portal wasn't glowing in a golden light. Its color, this time, was yellow. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~THE END~ End of Book #1 ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*