Infinity Castle Door Novels & Stories

He put his shoulder to the door and started banging into it. The door shook on its hinges but held. It was a rather high-quality oak door. “Damn that child!” Mr. Masterson took out his phone. “This is Masterson. I need a locksmith or a very beefy thug right now in the Killeen room. RIGHT NOW.” I huddled myself back in the corner with the pillow protecting my modesty as a handful of men quickly came in. One knelt with what I could only assume was a lockpick set and began working on the door.

But I was ready. Ferrin kept a hold of my hand as he guided me down the stairs. I tried to look around as much as I could, trying to familiarize myself with my surroundings. The corridors were kept dark, with only intermittent dim lights along the floors for safety. Although that seemed a little unnecessary as everyone within the castle were lycans or werewolves with night vision. We paused a few times while we waited for Damen to give us the all-clear when a junction was coming up. We finally joined him as we approached a heavy metal door that looked out of place against the stone walls of the hall. Damen pulled out a set of keys, entering a code in a keypad before unlocking the door and op

Marissa stood about 10 feet away from me as she tried to grab a couple of them. "KIDS! FOLLOW ME AND THE LUNA NOW!" I yelled picking up 2 of the smallest. Marissa pushed more kids in my direction and we rushed everyone downstairs. She entered the passcode to the big steel door. The huge silver door moved to the side with the sounds of air being passed through the room. As soon as all of us were in, Marissa put in the code on another wall pieces and the door closed quickly and locked tight. The sound of the metal groaned against each other as it locked it tight.

Less confining and tolerable. Nico and Agatha have their individual rooms upstairs. I guess they have wooden beds too. I wonder how they can call that place a sanctuary, and it’s not even safe from wild animals. The cottage doesn't have a door, just a doorway with a few strands of silvery wind chimes to let them know someone has come inside. The windows are made of wood attached to the top of the window frame, but the rest are swinging freely. They pull up the flap every morning, supported by a dried tree trunk to keep it open, and pull it back down at night.

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.

That was way better than having a man. She drove to a street packed with door and window suppliers and ordered two extra-thick stainless steel security doors with triple-bolt top-and-bottom locks. Even a sledgehammer wouldn't break them. Installation included, the total came to about 1,200 dollars. To save time, Nicole had measured everything before leaving home. The shop owner worried about accuracy at first, but once he heard which apartment complex and building it was, he relaxed. He had done plenty of jobs there. "If you need it rushed, we can install the day after tomorrow," he said.

The driver got back in the vehicle and disappeared around the side of the house. The same A design on the gate was here on the front doors. Guardian Torus didn’t have to knock or ring a bell. The doorkeepers on the inside opened the door for us. “Welcome to the Antarctican Manor, Your Highness.” They bowed as we entered the house. “Guardian Torus,” they greeted on their way back up.

Every place took its own space and would fit together when needed. As she contemplated everything that she needed to. The doorbell rang, and she went to the door. Her brother was standing there with a box in his hands. “This is a short-range one, but it works better and won’t affect cell phones or Wi-Fi.” He pressed the button, and the lights dimmed for a second, and then he did it again when everything had reset. “Just to be sure.”

I could have sworn I saw everyone's car out front. “Yes. The crew is here, but others live here too.” I hummed in understanding as I followed Walker to the third floor. He stopped in front of the largest and most impressive door I've ever seen. The wood is a unique color, with light and dark grain. A beautiful pattern of a large tree with bare branches is carved into the door. It's stunning! He pushed the door open and allowed me to enter first. “So, um…” Walker started, pausing as he set our bags down and closed the door.