Hide Doors Novels & Stories

Her face remains calm, blank eyes unfocused but intent. She moves two steps to the left. Then one back. Then she stops. Ryan’s brow furrows deeper. He opens his mouth, then closes it. He knows better. Helena reaches forward and starts removing what looks like clutter. A rake lifted and set aside. A small crate moved with care. Her hands know exactly where to go. She peels away layers without hesitation, uncovering the edge of something dark and solid. Wood. Old. Thick. Reinforced. The door is so well hidden that if I had walked over it a hundred times, I still might have missed it. No handle visible at first. No hinges in sight. Just a seam so clean it blends into the earth around it.

“ Plus it helps a lot when the shadows are whispering the direction.” Everyone chuckled from amusement. Cassia did notice that everything that the seer was describing was indeed what she saw and smelt. The rocks on the walls and floor were covered with a gross slimy looking moisture. You could hear water dripping from somewhere but the echo made it hard to pinpoint the exact location. The ceiling did vault upwards while walking down the stairs. Soon they came to a set of old double doors at the end of the hallway. They were made of heavy vertical planks of wood held together by thick metal plates. The hinges were large barrel and pin that began to build up mineral deposits. A large lock and

(SHEILA’S POV) With a sudden burst of energy, I swung the door to my humble abode open, the creaking hinges barely audible over the pounding of my heart. With trembling hands, I quickly pulled the door shut behind me, the wood meeting with a soft thud as I slid the locking mechanism into place. The room fell into an eerie silence, the finality of my actions echoing in the stillness around me.

“To what?” Ignoring me, Dad aimed the remote to a nearby wall. “Since it seems secrets are finding themselves out in the light,” Dad said, his voice low, “I need to ensure this one stays buried.” With a soft hum, the wall split into two sliding doors, revealing a hidden keypad. Dad punched a code and a second slid open. He paused to glare at us. “I don’t want your mother to know about this,” he said before walking through.

QuickShot: I step down on a hidden panel in the ground and push a hidden button on the sewer wall. The sewer wall beside me slowly move at first but quickly split apart a few seconds later. With the wall fully open, we quickly walk in. Once in, I pull the lever, and the door shut behind us. In the dark for only a few seconds, I flip the switch and watch as hundreds and hundreds of little lightbulbs, all sting up and along the wall light up, revealing both the hideout and our home; the OutPost.

he grunted. Down a hallway that led away from what seemed to be a massive lounge, Hayden pointed and directed her toward a door with a sensor on it. He placed his thumbprint on it and it popped open. Georgia realized it was a facade with a different door made of thick metal behind it. This door’s dark color and strongroom-style design clashed horribly with the rest of the home’s beautiful look. The facade door didn’t and kept it hidden when closed. Hayden again scanned his print to unlock the second door and it swung open with a loud, metallic ‘clang’. Both doors closed behind them and Georgia heard loud clicks as they locked again.

Cold and quiet. And somewhere deep in the mansion, a door that should stay locked clicked softly. Doris did not hear it. Not yet.

All he needed and wanted was a miracle and that miracle included Jayda forgiving and accepting him in her life and the baby's life. Talking three steps further into his bedroom, the doorbell rang again. This time, he could tell someone was truly at the door. He ran his fingers through his messy hair, then went to answer the door. He was sure whoever was at his door was related to him. His security wouldn't allow just any person to approach his apartment; especially at this hour of the night. Sebastian's mouth went dry as soon as he came face to face with the last person he thought would be at his door.

My mate asks as we both stare at him. "There's a door here." Huh, what does he mean there's a door here? Both Ash and I lean down beside him and I shit you not he wasn't lying, there is a fucking square door built into the floor. Who the fuck has something like this in a bedroom? "It was being hidden by the dog create... Wait what if it was hidden for a reason..." Ashley's talking sense and Cal must think so too as he leaps for the handle on the door and pulls on it hard.

He leaned back now, intending to keep his front row seat as Dedrick and Rehida came out onto the porch to greet this spontaneous guest. He wasn't usually one for snooping, but just now he needed some sort of distraction, this would do for entertainment hopefully. The car was definitely taking it's time, he smelled the air but couldn't seem to pick anything up, the windows tinted, he could still make out 4 shapes inside, two of them in the back slightly smaller than the others. The car stopped and shut off not far Infront of the porch. Connor leaned forward in anticipation, hoping he would hear, but Rehida careful eyes fell on him.