Scary Door Novels & Stories

A visceral, bone-chilling terror seized my body as I approached. Within ten short seconds, I stood right in front of the colossal black steel door, and from the other side, blood-curdling crashes and low, demonic growls rattled through the metal. "W-What is in there? What are those horrific sounds?" I whispered to myself, my breath catching in my throat. Inspecting the door, I realized it was no ordinary entryway. The reinforced, incredibly thick steel looked forged specifically to contain a monster that had completely lost control—or a bloodthirsty beast wilder than night.

Determination sparked in his eyes as he retraced his steps back to where he had found the alcohol. His Dark brown eyes scanned the store, searching for any signs of suspicion. His gaze settled on a door tucked away in the corner near the fridge. Frowning, he approached the door, his curiosity overpowering any hesitations. The door was slightly ajar, revealing a small hole that allowed a glimpse of what lay beyond. Taking a deep breath, Scott cautiously pushed the door open, unsure of what he would find on the other side. But as the door swung open fully, his eyes widened in shock at the scene that unfolded before him.

Typical horror movie scene. She picked the scalpel from the kidney tray and slowly made her way to the door. The doors pushed open silently, thankfully. She scanned the hall with her eyes. There was no one in the hall. But one thing caught her eyes. The glass doors that led to the morgue were swinging, as if someone had just walked through them. Common sense told her to leave, that it was dangerous being here with nothing but a scalpel to protect herself. But she foolishly chose to follow that curious part of her which pushed towards the still swinging doors.

I scream as I brush it of and only then do I realize its a COACKROACH! I scream in panic throwing my arms and legs in all directions as I bolt for the door screaming Dayos name.

“So bold of you to think you can just own Liet ,own what I laboured for,bold of you” Cindy screamed thrashed but the grip was firm and the darkness heightened her panic. “Your struggles make it hurt more” Scar pushed open a glass door revealing a built-in bedroom,she walked past the bed shoving her into the bathroom. “When I had this place added to the building plan,I never knew it would be this useful” Scar locked the door turning to Cindy who was a crying mess on the floor,her dress rumpled,tears ruining her face,which is now streaked with mascara.

But Alastor, rather than being worried, I'd say he's angry and disappointed about the turn of events. I went towards his room, I stood frozen in the hallway, my heart pounding in my chest as I gazed at the door in front of me. It was just a simple door, made of plain wood and adorned with a plain metal doorknob. But to me, it seemed like a portal to a nightmare world, a gateway to unspeakable terrors. I had been putting off entering his room for what felt like an eternity. I had been trying to work up the courage to push open the door and step inside, but my fear had been holding me back.

She was so scared of the doorman's face grinning at her because his face looked like the faces of the monsters in the storybooks her mother used to read to her. "Come in. Good luck." The sinister-looking man opened the door wide and let them in. The girl walked silently following the strange man holding her hand into a very grand and beautiful mansion. Everything in the mansion was larger than her body. There is an urn that is placed in the living room with decorations such as snaking Chinese letters. Then there's a scary-looking wolf’s head on the wall to the right. The wolf's mouth was wide open, revealing a row of sharp and dangerous teeth.

Well, It was definitely skyrocketing now. "Open this door now before we open it for you and when we do, you will be dead by then because we are going to blow your damn brains out and don't be so dumb as to think you can run because you are surrounded heavily!" The feminine, bass voice comes out from behind the door. Sweat drips down my palms in trepidation and lividness as cleithrophobia seizes my guts. What the hell?! ***

Soon, a smile adorned Emyln’s face lightening up his looks and making him look like an incubus spawned from hell to seduce the entire human race, he pushed his chest upwards while thrusting out his butt as he posed lecherously for the picture. After the picture was taken Dina excitedly asked, “Can I see…” A bang on the door interrupted and Emyln instantly quieted down, the nervousness within his eyes couldn’t be hidden as he stared at the door alerted. The banging became louder as a terrified voice shrieked, “Help me! Open the door, please! Open it!! There are monsters in there h—ahh!!!” The scream caused him to flinch in fear and he looked up in horror to see blood seeping through the tiny

He asked, "Remember this? At Harrowell Library, you were reading by the window. The sun was shining on you, and I thought there wouldn't be anyone in the world as beautiful as you." I snapped the box shut. "The past is the past." "I can't let it go. I just can't," he said, all serious. Rain poured down in Hudson City that night. I figured he would leave, but then security called me way past midnight. "Ms. Douglas, Mr. Carter's still downstairs." I peeked out the window, and there he was—standing in the rain, stubborn as ever. "Let him in." I sighed. He was soaked through when he stood at my door, looking like a total mess.