Hide Doors Novels & Stories

He knew this was how life was going to be. Haven walked up to the front of the house. She went to the door and turned on the lights in the front of the house at the same time. She then unlocked the door and opened it enough that the car down the road could see it was open. She looked around and down to the ground, where there was a rock there. She looked at it, but she couldn’t see anything on it. She knew it was a warning of some sort. She closed the door and then left the nights on. She knew they wanted to hide in the darkness. She was going to make them have to be seen by any of her nosey neighbors if they wanted to play all night. All the floodlights on her house were now on.

He held out the papers he had in his hand and said “I figured you’d want to go the house route. But I didn’t think you’d want her in a gated community with other people free to come and go as well. So, I isolated all the homes near any of you that have secure gated entrances. “That is the listings.” Justin sat in one of the empty chairs and listened as the men talked. Every once in while putting in his two cents about security measures. They settled on a property Justin himself would have chosen. It was, outside of the Houston city limits in another city but close enough for a commute. It was a ranch it had a 10,000 square foot barn, and multiple little homes on the property for ranch hands

I say softly and they all scatter quickly. I mind link Ximena. “How do I open the door and nothing else?” She replies instantly. “Press the button with a lock, go to options and select front door. Go to options again and select the timer, the door will close in your entered timeframe. The code is four, seven, five, five, two. Good luck Adriana.” “Thank you.”

Annabelle stood up and stared at the now gaping wall in astonishment. Her eyes traversed over the surface, where a one meter gap now exists. The wooden panel that mounted the television along with the wall behind it had slanted to the side, revealing a darkened and mysterious staircase. A hidden doorway is camouflaged behind the wooden panel, making it appear to be part of the wall. She couldn't discern a knob near the opening so she presumed there must be a concealed mechanism that opens and closes the secret entryway.

I tilted my head, giving a small nod. Kyle reached out and pressed the spine of a blue book. It shifted. Slide inward. A soft, mechanical click followed, and the entire bookshelf trembled before slowly pulling away—revealing a hidden door concealed behind it. My breath caught. Kyle stepped closer, gripping the golden doorknob. He twisted it twice in opposite directions. Click. The sound echoed softly in the stillness. Then, with a long, creaking sigh— the door opened. My jaw fell open the moment I stepped inside.

"Sub-level vault doors closing. Hydraulic seal in ten seconds." The massive, three-ton steel door behind Eli began to slide forward out of its concrete recess in the wall. The heavy tracks ground together with a high-pitched, automated screech that vibrated through the floorboards and rattled the loose teeth in Eli's jaw. The gap to the outer hallway was shrinking with every tick of the emergency timer.

The adrenaline from our conversation was still humming under my skin, but it was nothing compared to the thrill of what I was about to do next. I kicked off my flats, moving with absolute silence across the plush carpet of my room. I slipped into my walk-in closet, bypassing the racks of clothes until I reached the far back corner where my long winter coats and heavy evening gowns hung. Pushing the dense fabrics aside, my fingers searched the dark wood paneling until they brushed against the tiny, flush brass button I had discovered that afternoon. I pressed it. With a low, almost silent mechanical hiss, the hidden door slid open. The dim, amber motion-sensor LED strips instantly flickered t

Raisel’s POV The hidden door slid open, revealing the secret room next to Soren’s home. The faint sound of the shelf grinding against the floor made me shiver. “So, you moved all your things into a hidden office,” I murmured, my voice low as he flicked on the lights.

But not tonight. I moved toward the other door, the one that promised escape. As I got closer, I could see it more clearly. Unlike the bookshelf entrance, this door was smooth and seamless, made of the same material as the walls. If you didn't know it was there, you would never notice it. And there, set into the wall beside it at shoulder height, was a small panel. Two buttons, clearly labeled: LOCK and OPEN. It was simple, elegant, and perfectly hidden unless you knew where to look.