Scott Pilgrim Door Novels & Stories

'If one door closes, there are still a thousand doors open.' For the umpteenth time, the twenty-one-year-old art student Grace Menken is hurt by a man who only takes advantage of her kindness. Being alone, bullied, and always getting played with makes Grace hopeless, so she decides to end her life. With a rope and a broken heart, Grace chooses an abandoned mansion as a witness to her death. However, she had a bad accident in that place. Grace might have died in the accident, but fate plays tricks on her. A knock on the door awakens Grace, who had just fallen from a height of two floors. When she opens the door, a man in royal clothing bumps into her. "My apologies for hitting you, Ms. I’ve been chased by a pack of monster wolves. I have to find a way to get back to the palace. My wedding ceremony will start soon." ** Adro Alymer Groendez is the crown prince of the prosperous kingdom, Groendez a Lend. He will marry his childhood friend, Princess Joselyn. However, Adro accidentally crosses into the modern world on their wedding day through a witch's door. Trapped, Adro meets Grace Menken, a girl who becomes his friend and promises to help him return to the fairy tale land. Would Adro make it back to his world, where his bride-to-be is waiting? Or would Adro be trapped forever in the modern world?

Outside the police tape surrounding a fancy hotel, a police officer can be seen blocking my way. "There seems to be a bomb hidden in the hotel! Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to get any closer!" I'm just about to dig out my work badge when the intern next to me, Christine Wyatt, covers her mouth in a pretentiously shocked manner. "Officer, there's a detonator and a timer in his bag! Those things look so scary!" The entire scene goes eerily silent. Almost immediately, I see a few guns getting aimed at my forehead. Anxiety begins overwhelming me. "I'm a bomb disposal expert from the Headquarters Explosive Ordnance Disposal Unit! My bag contains all the tools necessary to dispose of a bomb!" "Throw your bag over to me and keep your hands where I can see them!" Captain Scott Hunter roars at me. My bag is opened afterward. Things like an insulated cutter, a bomb suppression blanket, and a liquid nitrogen cooling tank are scattered across the ground. Before I can explain myself, Christine suddenly points at me while screaming, "Why are you still playing dumb? You just told me that you wanted to set off an explosion in that hotel! "What, now that the police are here, you dare not admit what you just said, huh? You're a terrorist through and through!" Scott reacts quickly by pinning me on the hood of the police cruiser with my hands folded behind my back. "We're taking you back for a thorough interrogation!" My heart almost stops at those words. The bomb that's packed with enough firepower to take out half a street has already gone on a countdown in the hotel lobby. But I, the only bomb disposal expert who can get rid of the bomb, have handcuffs put on me because of Christine's nonsensical accusations. Right now, there are only 29 minutes left before the bomb goes off.

"NEVER AND I MEAN NEVER let anyone other than me see you in such little clothes. Have I made myself clear tesoro? " His husky voice dialed down by an octave as he spoke directly into my ear, making me shudder. His hand held firmly unto my hips as he pressed his bare chest against the thin covering of my black laced push up bra, forcing my back against the cold wall, goosebumps spread all over my olive skin. He steps back and I inhaled sharply, realising I hadn't been breathing. .・゜ Jasmine Scott; is a brown haired olive beauty, with a curvy body, slender waist and full chests. The epitome of beauty With a troubled childhood full of hell Jasmine is suffering currently with the burden of her parents choices, drowning in the abyss of her demons. Damon Blackwood; Is a self made billionaire, handsome, the most sought out bachelor in the whole New York city, drop dead gorgeous would best describe him. He is the sole owner to the Black's Empire, being only 27,Damon is not your ordinary billionaire. Whatever Damon Black desires, he gets. And the same goes for Jasmine Scott when he lays eyes on her for the first time, his desire and passion is directed to her and only her. With the demons threatening to come back to haunt Jasmine, will she be able to get rid of them? She can't deny the unmissable force that's pulling her to Damon, every single time things turn upside down whenever he's around, she looses her composure and becomes vulnerable. When a contract binds the two together for six months, what happens when their sparks fly? The sexual tension rises... Will Damon be a possible obstacle for Jasmine's freeedom? Or will their fiery passion ignite her dark skies?

"...don't... stop..." The vibrator would not turn off. I wrapped myself in a throw, clamped my thighs around the thing still going inside me, and hobbled to the door to let the delivery guy in. Begging him, in my head, to please just help me.

The night before our wedding, my fiancée let her so-called "best friend" butcher the gown my late mother had sewn, chopping it into a revealing mini dress. I rushed over with the ruined dress in my arms, ready to demand answers: only to catch their voices through the door: "Imagine him expecting me to wear something a dead woman stitched. What a curse!" Through the narrow gap, I saw my distant, frigid fiancée flushed with color, straddling his lap. "What we did at the bridal shop wasn't enough," she murmured. "Tomorrow, walking down the aisle in this tiny dress you made me, it'll be even more exhilarating." Their lips met. My hand froze against the door, and inside, something broke with a soundless crack. If she longed for thrills, I would grant her some.

My husband Norman had always hated how his childhood friend Julia clung to him no matter the occasion. He even cut her off for my sake. One morning, I woke up and realized that I had mysteriously swapped bodies with Julia. I wanted to find my husband and figure out what to do, fearing he'd turn me away because of Julia's appearance. I cooked up a hundred explanations in my head until I finally arrived at our home. When Norman opened the door and saw me, he frowned and quickly shut the door, pushing me away. Just as I was about to explain that I wasn't Julia, he suddenly pulled me into his arms. "What are you doing here? Can't stand being apart from me for even two days, huh?"

Jericho just wanted an autograph from her idol, hockey star Ajax Reinhardt. There's just one problem : the fan outside the locker room stretches for miles. So, in a moment of impulsive genius, she sneaks into the player's bathroom, hoping for a quick autograph. However, Ajax finds her hiding in his bathroom, he assumes the worst. Jericho panics, trying to explain herself, but as he reaches for the door to call security, she grabs his towel in desperation. One tug was too hard, and the towel dropped right as the door swung open. The paparazzi take pictures of him naked. Now, Ajax's career is on the line, Jericho's dad wants her out of school, and her only way out to stay is to pretend she's dating Ajax himself. He's furious and she's desperate but they have to make it work. However, when their fake-dating turns a little too real, the ice begins to melt. Fast.

Agatha Candice, better known as Agatha, was an omega werewolf of the Moon Stone Pack. Since Agatha's father died, her life has been very miserable. She and her mother had to move to the most dilapidated cabin. Working as a slave in the house of the alpha, Raymond Asher, made her suffer even more. She always got scolded by the alpha's family, especially Elena Asher, Raymond's evil daughter. Almost everyday, Agatha was bullied by her. Agatha's life seemed hopeless, until she met a big handsome wolf in the forest. At first, she didn't think much of it. Until finally, the two met again when the wolf deliberately broke down the door to her room. Who exactly was that wolf? Why did he dare to break down Agatha's room door? Would the wolf save her from her miserable life?

The conference room had started leaking, so my fiancé, Zack Tim, and I moved to a hotel to continue discussing work. We had barely taken out our documents when the door was suddenly kicked open. “Welcome to tonight’s first live bust from the Cheaters on Catch team, a special Valentine’s edition! Just look at her and her plastic surgery. She has the face of a homewrecker…” Amidst my confusion, a storm of punches and insults came crashing down on me. Zack, on the other hand, was gagged, tied up, and dragged to the side. They tore up my contracts, ripped apart my custom-made outfit, and kicked my unborn child to death. The streamer clapped her hands cheerfully. “That’s it for today’s livestream! Client, don’t forget to leave us a good review.” If they thought they could walk out that door, well, I’d be damned.

After the death of her mom, Karen Scott got a job in a company, in order to distract herself from thinking of her mom. Karen was marveled by the good look of Dylan Smith, a young Ceo, and she found herself developing feelings for him. After years of longing to see her crush, she finally bumped into him, but their first meeting wasn't a good one, as the arrogant Ceo, didn't fail to show her the kind of person he is. Fate lead the two together again, as they ended up being couples, but Karen never knew that the young man deceived her into marriage, until their wedding day, when she caught him sleeping with another woman. Do you think she'll push through with the wedding, even after he told her to her face that he never loved her?...