Scary Door Novels & Stories

Her face looks bruised and she’s kind of a sweaty mess. I get almost to the last door, when I hear a blood-curling scream come from the other side of the door. I stop with my hand near the doorknob. I know that scream wasn’t Maddie, it was a male’s voice that echoed out. The sign on the door next to this one says ‘observation’; I change directions and enter that room instead, wondering if it is like all the police shows I’ve watched with a one-way mirror.

Now he was outside her door. Maya set the cup down carefully on the floor. It wobbled once and stilled. She stood and padded across the room, barefoot, her fingers ghosting over the light switch but not flipping it. She liked the dark. It felt safer than being seen. She didn’t look through the peephole. She didn’t call out. Her hand hovered over the lock. What do you want? Her heart thudded once, twice, loud enough she could feel it in her throat. Maybe it was a mistake. Maybe he knocked on the wrong door. Maybe it wasn’t him at all.

When they passed through her, she found her way to the main building of the Eternal, where all the grim reapers reside. She found herself standing in front of the gigantic doors. And as she welcomes herself in, she wa stopped by five grim reapers guarding the place. "Is she the new recruit?" One of them asked and the others shrugged their shoulders as they have no idea who the new recruit was. And since Mara's ears are covered by her hair, they did not notice she was a demon. They pointed their scythes on Mara, ready to chop her head off once she acts suspicious.

They were all visible, so she left the books there, knowing there were no diaries. "Though I know there is nothing, still you are my last hope, corner." Saying she started watching the books when suddenly her feet tripped on the carpet and to balance her hand pushed on one thick book and with a click, suddenly, the shelf slipped aside to open a steel door! "Oh, lord!" Scar gasped, staring at the door. "A hidden door!" She couldn't believe her eyes that the place she always knew had a such thing! 'Wh...what if I could find there what I am searching for!' With that click in mind, Scar tried to open the door but it seemed to require a password.

When I opened the door, a blast of cold air hit me like a wave. It reminded me of that scary time after a really tough delivery, when I was shivering and truly thought that I might not make it. Matthew Smith's voice came from behind me, sounding totally surprised. "Shirley? It's freezing out there. Come on in!" He did not even seem to care that I was sporting a six-month old baby bump. He pushed me aside roughly, but he was super gentle with the person he was bringing inside.

My plan was unclear, but I wasn’t going outside until that thing was out there. “Dear Cassidy,” it called me again, and the doorknob moved. I was already sweating profusely and trembling with terror. The door separating that thing and me was my only hope. It played with the doorknob and my mind for a while. My heart felt like it would implode when I heard a click, and the door flew open. A bloodcurdling scream escaped my mouth when that horrid creature appeared at the stairs. I found it to be more frightening up close.

She scanned the tiled room like a lunatic—empty stalls, flickering light overhead, nothing. Then her eyes landed on the only door that was locked. The crying was coming from there. Her stomach twisted as her shoes squeaked against the tiles as she crept forward, her hands trembling. She stretched her arm, fingers brushing the cold metal knob. “Okay, Cassy, don’t panic. Maybe it’s a baby ghost, or a haunted toddler,—” she whispered to herself!”As she gritted her teeth, and twisted the knob— And before she could even pull, the door slammed open with a violent crack.

The group who was by the dorm door was already by the opening of it, ready to bolt and run as fast as they could. That is when the bathroom door slowly opened, the hinges creating that scary sound often heard in horror movies. It struck fear to the girls as they pictured themselves exactly in this scenario. The door emitting noises of unoiled hinges, the door slowly opening and nothing can be seen as the other side was dark. They should not be afraid of this, they have all the lights turned on, no monster could sneak up on them nor attack them. “Monsters are afraid of light, right?”

My father has barely acknowledged me like I am a ghost in his house. I glance back at the door, my mind racing through all the unanswered questions. And then, the unmistakable sound of the lock on the door clicking. I freeze, staring at the door with wide eyes, as horror creeps in. The doors hadn’t been locked before. I slowly stepped back as the door dashed open. A strange and unfamiliar face with a large scar on his right cheek stares down at me as his form fills the door frame to my bedroom. It’s the man I just saw outside.

The memory suddenly brought chills down my spine, like I was walking into a death sentence. Without a word, Beta Blaise strolled further into the mansion. We took a turn to the left and stopped in front of a door. It was different from every other door here, unlike Ryker's door, which has a touch of grey, and the other doors, which were plain, honey - brown colour. This door was grey. A spear with a skull design around it was painted in the centre. The door clicked — no touch, no push. Just opened like it had heard a spell.