Infinity Castle Door Novels & Stories

The burning sun shone behind it and cast long shadows along the floor. When we made it over the bridge, there was a small walk toward the castle doors. Tall black doors made of an dark metal stretched up for at least twenty feet. My father’s crest was carved into the stone above the doors; a wolf and a sword. I’d stood here many a time with my father to greet guests. The doors creaked as warriors on the inside pushed it open. I stood beside Trent when they came to a stop. Everything inside the castle looked so much smaller than I remembered.

Wren replied, “Let’s look at the other pictures Dillon took, and then I’ll call her and find out.” They looked over the other pictures that Dillon had taken of the tracks, and then they saw the first one of the door the boys had found. It was a recent construction, built within the past few years. It had no signs of rust or damage that they could see. They could clearly see the electronic locking system on the door and the red light that was illuminated. This thing was attached to some sort of power source but had no visible sign of it. “I’m going to call Izzy about those tracks. Will you send those pictures to my phone so I can send them to her?” Wren asked.

“I didn’t realize there was a correct etiquette for freezing to death.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Those doors are insulated. They’re designed to keep temperature in.” “So?” “So…” I gestured at the thick walls. “Sound doesn’t travel.” He stared. “…You’re kidding.” “I’m not.” Hunter looked back at the door. For several long seconds he simply stood there. Then— “Bullshit.” He resumed hammering on the steel. “Mrs. Johnson!” he shouted. Bang. “Anybody!” Bang.

"Julian, we're going to make it in time. We haven't lost anyone yet and we sure as hell aren't going to start with River or Sierra." I can see the smoke two blocks away and something in my brain clicks. I'm already giving the guys the briefing. "A few months back, I installed bullet-resistant polycarbonate windows, the doors are also fire-resistant stainless steel.". The fastest way in will be to take the doors off the hinges. I have no clue why the bay doors won't open. The office isn't huge. A breakroom and a bathroom are in it. The second door leads out to the garage. We're looking at eight hundred square feet of interior floor space, tops, for the office and eighteen-hundred to two-thous

“It’s so beautiful.” “Crimson, why did this place have so many doors?” Grant asked when they passed so many corridor. Each corridor have six ice crystal doors which already engraved with number. “We will made this place as an inn, as well. Don't worry, the rooms are warm and comfortable enough to sleep in. If you want to stay the night, please tell me.” Said the snowman with red scarf when they almost reached the last door that connected to the rooftop. A snowman with black bow tie guard the door and smiled faintly when saw them. “Hello, Crimson.”

Complained Kyle as he was pushing with his might! "Urggghhh!" Kenzie grunted while helping her brother. Sadly, no matter how hard they pushed, the door would not budge. Samantha rushed in their direction and said, "Guys! What are you doing? Are you trying to get me in trouble?!" Walking behind her was John. He said, "It's okay. When Mr. Wright is in a meeting, the door can only be opened from the inside." He pointed to the security system by the side and said, "See that? That's high technology."

I should’ve fucking known when Kieran said she was getting dressed in a tower away from everything and everyone else. The door where her scent is strongest looks like any other for a second. Then, I see the fucking ice coating the lock and handle. If I gave a shit about things like sneaking in or using my hands or protecting a single fucking inch of the castle over Estrella, that might matter. But Floyd has underestimated me for the last fucking time. I back up a few steps and charge. The bastard’s not smart enough to have reinforced the door. It shatters away, and the impact crashes through me with a burst of pain that knocks me right off my fucking feet. I tumble into the room.

The north wing was a long hall and it was dark, but the dark blue light made it less frightening. My legs dragged against the marble ground. Every thought of staring at the intricate parts of the house left my mind as I stood at the huge door in front of me. That oak wood-designed carved door was taller than my eyes could see and as large as the alpha—my husband. The thought sounded so foreign to my ears. A guard was stationed at the door, and he gave me a curt bow, analyzing me. "You really shouldn't be here, Luna." He said, and I gave him a frown, wondering what he meant. For some reason, I didn't want to show him any form of weakness, even though his large form was imposing against mine.

As we get closer, I can see more details - the massive, intricately-carved front doors, the grand marble entryway, and of course, the guards standing in front of the castle. I hear the locks on the door snap open, and Jaxton alights from the car, handing the keys of the car to one of his men, probably for him to park it. I lean back in my seat, deciding to make things unnecessarily hard for him. The guard comes over and opens the door of the car, lowering his head in greeting. Uh, why is he doing that? I gnore him, and the open door, folding my arms across my chest. From the corner of my eyes, I notice Jaxton stop and turn to see what's happening. Our eyes meet and holds, and I tilt my chin