Nine Light Door Novels & Stories

Now he has a total of -488 points. Such a negative bastard. I hop off the bed towards the set of doors at the right side of the room. Apart from the exit and entry door (which is the main door) there's also three other doors. One double door at the right side of the room, then there are two single doors. One, less than four feet away from the double door at the right, and then the other which is straight opposite the first. I open the double door first, my eyes rolling to the back of my head at the view inside.

She also had no intention of going into more detail about his matters with Liam. Ting! The elevator dinged and the door opened. Enrico walked in front of her and she followed behind him. He stopped at a door marked with the number 99. He placed his thumb on the small green screen a few inches above the handle, then turned the knop and he motioned for Naomi to come in first when the door opened. She stepped in. She didn't realize that she had entered the wolf's den, Naomi ... You won't be able to escape this time.

Realizing what I am doing I pull away. “I’m good thanks. Save it for one of your other women.” I stomp off in the direction of the front door then remember I don’t actually have a key. “You’ll need to get me a spare key.” I say. “There’s one inside the house, I’ll give it to you of course.” “Thanks.” He unlocks the door, once inside he punches some numbers on the alarm pad. “The code is nine, six, nine, three.” I mutter another thanks and make my way down the hallway to my bedroom.

It’s the first sign of humor I’ve seen in a while from him and at all today. We walk behind a row of computers and come to a stop. Nickolas reaches to a portable keypad nestled in the mess of cords on the table behind the computers and punches in a quick code. It was too quick for me to get the whole thing but it's five or six digits and the first three are 769. As soon as the code is in I hear a thunk and Nickolas reaches down to pull open a trapdoor, just sitting there in the ground. What?

… [ IN WHICH SHE RECONNECTS ] … We have moved out of the King’s throne room. Out of the Palace, and into the very depths of Lucian City, we are stood before a ginormous door. It has silver for wood, no doorknobs, nor handles, and also without hinges like a regular door in the house of many. This unique door stands alone at the center of the forest, sharing its silvery light to the surrounding trees. From the looks of it, it is non-luminous, and only glows through the moon’s light.

When I arrived, Felicity and another few girls had passed out, so none of them knew that I was here,' he thought. Unit 912 on the ninth floor was located near the elevator, so it could be seen the moment one exited the elevator. Vermont pressed the doorbell for a long time, but nobody opened the door. He was a little skeptical. "Did you remember it wrong?" "This is the place."

Nevertheless, even though he had said he trusted Grace, he wasn't so reckless as to fully trust a stranger in a bizarre world like this. Staring at the metal door, Adro took a step back to look at it from bottom to top and repeated it. ‘This is strange. How do I open it? Those people brought Grace to the room too quickly earlier, so I didn't have a chance to observe more how they used this door. He touched the door and clucked because there were no knobs on its surface. The door was made of metal, like the doors to the treasure rooms in the castle. However, there were two doors, and in the middle of them was a box with two round buttons glowing yellow.

Each movement felt heavier than the last. “But… this door won’t open, sir.” “11251890178,” Justine said. Nadine froze. She had asked for the pin code — why did he give her a phone number? After speaking the numbers, Justine said nothing more, only watching her confused face. “Sir, I asked for the door code, not your phone number,” she murmured, her head lowered. “That is the code,” Justine replied with a faint smirk. “Can you repeat it, sir?” she asked, her voice shaking.

But I knew better. I stepped inside, and the strong smell of cheap coffee and body spray hit me. The old computers at the front whirred noisily as a few kids smacked their keyboards, deep into online games. I walked straight past them without a word. At the back of the room, there was a door with a keypad lock. I didn’t knock. I punched in the code. 9-1-8-3. The door clicked open. The air inside was cooler, quieter, until it wasn’t.