Hide Doors Novels & Stories

As the tension in the room peaked and hope flickered anew, a student's excited voice cut through the heavy atmosphere. "Mrs. Meera, look! There's a hidden door here," the student exclaimed, pointing to a concealed panel in the wall. Meera's eyes widened in surprise, her heart racing with anticipation. She hurried towards the spot indicated by the student, her gaze fixed on the disguised door. It was intricately camouflaged, blending seamlessly with the rest of the wall, indicating it was meant to remain unseen.

Full of ghosts. The hallway was lined with shuttered windows and thick velvet drapes that hadn’t been drawn in months. Dust floated like ash in the air, and the silence followed me like a presence, pressing into the back of my neck. And at the end of the hallway—the door. Heavy, dark wood. Reinforced hinges. The kind of door meant to keep people out… or secrets in. I reached behind the sconce near the top of the stairs. My fingers found the hidden notch, the slight indentation I’d noticed once when Hale brushed past it during a call. The key was still there, cold against my palm.

Perhaps she could make this work after all. Halle tucked away her lockpick and hesitantly turned the handle, cringing as the hinges groaned faintly even despite her care. She held her breath, listening for any stirrings from the surrounding rooms. But the silence persisted. Hardly daring to believe her luck, Halle slipped out into the gloomy hallway on trembling legs. She pulled the door nearly closed behind her to hide any signs of her absence should someone peek in.

He holds it aloft, a signal for those in the shadows to recognize a seeker of the hidden and forbidden. Almost instantly, the distinctive sound of a bolt sliding echoes through the dimness, and a concealed door creaks open within the seemingly abandoned shop, revealing a hulking merman motioning them to come forth. Trent and Hunter seize the opportunity, swiftly passing through the doorway as it closes behind them with a muted thud. The merman secures the entrance with a cobalt metal bolt, creating an impenetrable barrier from prying eyes.

What? The hydraulic hinges make the six inch thick hunk of metal pull up like it weighs no more than a piece of paper. Nickolas ducks and starts walking down the metal steps, so we follow. As soon as we get to the bottom he hits another button and the trap door shuts with a small hiss and we are plunged into darkness for a second.

“One last thing. If someone comes in while you’re working, don’t try to confront them. Hide. There’s an emergency crawl space behind the sterilization chamber. Small, narrow—no bigger than a coffin—but it’s shielded from infrared. You’ll be invisible. You’ll need to pry the latch open from the bottom, but it works. I designed it myself. Then after they're gone you can come out and leave. And when leaving, don't leave by the main door, the guards would be back at it by the. There's a hidden door beside the crawl space. You don't need to use any code or card, just look for a pressure plate attached to what seems like a wall. Press it down with your foot and hold for five seconds, the door will

“Axel, what are we going to do?” “These doors are bulletproof.” I'd thought the space was open between the living quarters and the bedroom, but now I could see there were doors hidden in the walls. He pushed his palm into the molding, and the doors popped out so they could slide closed. “Shut the doors and lock yourself on the inside.”

It felt like time was working in slow motion and the silence was quite deafening, approaching footsteps aside. Approaching footsteps? Astrid held her breath, listening closely. There were footsteps, alright. It didn't sound like they belonged was one person. They stopped right in front of the library. Astrid silently prayed for the footsteps to continue ahead. As her luck would have it, the door opened. It was too dark to make out who it was. “Why are we in your library?” A feminine voice hissed as the footsteps became rushed. Astrid heard a small slam and then a gasp.