The Third Door Novels & Stories

On my first day at the urology department, I stumble upon an affair between a female doctor and her patient. When I push open the clinic door, I hear a woman's muffled moans coming from behind the screen. Then, the screen rattles as bodies clash against it. I stand at the door, not knowing what to do.

" Oh God my phone is dead." Arielle looked around and it was a new neighborhood. She went to different houses for help but she was denied. Finally she saw a house with it's light on " I'm sure these people will help me let me try " she said and walked to the door and knocked Stephan was patiently waiting for the prostitute he asked his guard to call. Hearing the door bell ring, he knew the prostitute was in. Stephan opened the door and saw Arielle. Arielle realized she was at the wrong place and before she could leave Stephan raped her. With tears in her eyes she went to her fiance for comfort but saw him with her stepsister in bed.

When love is not madness, it is not love — and Genevieve was only sure of three things. First, her lover was old enough to be her father. Second, he was her mother’s boss. Third, she was irrevocably, unconditionally in love with him. It was madness.

When a certain princess clocked twenty one, she is arranged to marry a prince of Deira. Her soon-to-be husband is the third prince of Deira. The king of Deira, Augustus, chose his first son as the crown prince. The crown prince is an easy-going man who doesn't like disputes. You could say he's too soft. The second prince is ambitious, he wants his father to abdicate the throne to him. The third prince is feared as he is cold, heartless and not interested in the throne. The princess is the fourth child of Augustus. After her are two twin boys who are a bit younger. In a faraway castle, the arranged couple try to live in harmony. All seemed smooth until a treason was planned. Treason fueled by anger and ambitions. Will it be successful? Will the prince accept his wife as his confidant? Will the devil rest?

“One life saved. One soul claimed.” “You belong to me now, little bird. You saved my life, and now I will spend mine claiming yours.” Cardiovascular nurse Ava Moreles thought saving a dying stranger was just another day at the hospital. She had no idea that pulling Dario Santos back from death’s door would seal her own fate. Dario Santos doesn’t just rule the underworld—he owns it. And now, he’s decided he owns her too. When he crashes her wedding with blood on his hands and possession in his eyes, Ava realizes the man she saved isn’t just dangerous—he’s obsessed. With her. Torn between the safe love she’s always known and the consuming fire of a man who would burn the world down for her, Ava must navigate a treacherous path where every choice could be her last. In Dario’s dark empire, love isn’t just dangerous—it’s deadly. But as the line between captive and willing participant begins to blur, Ava discovers the most terrifying truth of all: the monster she’s supposed to fear might be the only one who truly sees her soul. Will she surrender to the darkness that calls to her? Or will fighting for her freedom cost more than she’s willing to pay? Some obsessions are worth dying for. Others are worth killing for.

“I can own anything I want to…even you,if I want” Bound by a contract,betrayed by love When desperation calls, sacrifices are made. Emily puts her life on the line for her father, but unwittingly signs away her freedom. Emily made a sacrifice for her father.She knew she could do everything for him,But what she didn’t know was her life was about to be turned upside down.Emily is compelled to marry Ryan,an egotistical billionaire who is known for his playboy nature,just in her time of huge need! She signs away her freedom Emily had no idea that decision would be the beginning of a new point in her life. A story where love connects with betrayal,vengeance,sacrifice and forgiveness,Would Emily and Ryan’s love story prevail? Would Emily be able to forgive the betrayals? Will Ryan's transformation be enough to overcome Emily's doubts? Can Ryan’s love for her change his commitment phobia? Or will their love become a casualty of vengeance, deceit, and family legacy?

Zara Mensah did not walk into WolfeGroup Holdings looking for love. She walked in looking for a fight. Her contract had been cancelled without warning, her money was on the line, and she had sixteen days to fix everything before her business collapsed around her. She was prepared for corporate stonewalling. She was prepared for lawyers and fine print and men in expensive suits who thought small business owners could be brushed aside without consequence. She was not prepared for Damien Wolfe. Cold. Controlled. Devastatingly attractive in the way that dangerous things always are. He gave her everything she asked for in under ten minutes and then offered her a year-long contract she had no rational reason to refuse. She told herself it was just good business. She told herself the way he looked at her meant nothing. She told herself the strange warmth she felt every time he was near her was just nerves. She was wrong about all of it. Damien has spent six years building walls around himself so high that even his own pack stopped trying to reach him. He lost someone once. He blamed himself. He decided he was done. Then Zara walked through his door and the mate bond he never wanted snapped into place before he could stop it. Now he is caught between what he feels and what he swore he would never feel again. Between a woman who deserves the full truth and a secret that could change everything she thinks she knows. Between the pack demanding he step up and a council meeting that is coming whether he is ready or not. And in the shadows, a man named Victor Graves is watching all of it with a smile that does not reach his eyes, waiting for the perfect time

Tessa Smith was born into the perfect life—wealth, fame, and love. As the only child of a renowned business tycoon and his elegant housewife, her days were filled with luxury, private tutors, and the unwavering belief that she would someday inherit her father’s empire. Groomed to be graceful, admired by fans, and adored by the media, Tessa's world seemed idyllic—until it shattered in a single, tragic moment. One fateful evening, masked intruders breached their heavily guarded island manor. Her mother, Kiera, answering the door with love and peace in her heart, was murdered in cold blood. That night rewrote Tessa's future. No longer driven by wealth or societal expectations, she chose a path that no one—least of all her father—had prepared her for: justice. Despite opposition, Tessa joined the force, quickly rising through the ranks as a brilliant, fearless detective. She cracked impossible cases and earned her place in a male-dominated world. Alongside her partner and love interest, Caleb Milanowski—a sharp-minded officer from humble beginnings—the duo formed an unstoppable team, both in investigations and in life. But just when they thought they’d found peace, a final case emerged: expose a powerful, faceless kingpin who had evaded justice for decades. Through riddles and coded messages, the truth led Tessa to a devastating revelation—one that would test her loyalty, threaten her relationship, and force her to choose between love, legacy, and the truth. In a gripping battle between duty and blood, Tessa is thrust into the heart of betrayal. To restore peace to a nation, she must dismantle the criminal empire that may be rooted in her very own family. A tale of love, loss, vengeance, and truth—where every secret comes with a price.

Our third wedding anniversary was coming up, but my wife, a programmer at a major tech company, suddenly claimed she had to work overtime to meet deadlines. She said she couldn't go on the trip we'd planned. That very afternoon, however, her intern posted a video on social media. My wife—the same woman who normally wouldn't even open a door for fear of chipping her manicure—was holding a screwdriver, repairing an old flip phone. The caption read: [Having a programmer wife is the best. Even when Grandma's phone breaks, we don't need to pay for repairs.] I chuckled, liked the post, and commented: [Right up her alley.] Within minutes, the company group chat exploded. There were over ninety-nine unread messages speculating on when I'd finally snap. Not long after, my wife called. Her voice was ice-cold. "What was that comment supposed to mean? How is Shawn supposed to face anyone at work now? "His grandma's phone broke, so I fixed it. What's the problem? Your parents have always spoiled you. You can't possibly understand real hardship. "Delete the comment. I'll make it up to you over the New Year; we can take that trip then." The New Year? I'd already waited through two other major public holidays. I'd even taken special leave for this trip, and she still bailed. Now she was dangling empty promises again? I hung up on her. My leave ended around the same time as our divorce cooling-off period.

I had regressed ninety-nine times, and it all started because I brought home an injured man. Every time I came back, strange floating comments appeared in front of my eyes. I could also hear my baby brother's thoughts. The moment my brother saw Tristan Price, he screamed and refused to stop crying. "Send that man back! He's going to get our whole family killed!" I reached out hesitatingly toward Tristan, and the chat overlay flickered to life again. [The man lying in your bed is your future husband and the prince regent. He never forgets a kindness. Save him, and he will make you his princess consort. Your entire family will be protected and well provided for.] The first time, I followed my heart and did what the messages told me to do. I saved Tristan, and he used me as a human shield. The assassins hunting him found us, and my entire family was slaughtered. The second time, I listened to my brother instead and sent Tristan back where I found him. His men came to our door anyway, accused me of leaving him to die, and killed everyone. The third time, I found Tristan's closest aide before the assassins arrived and quietly handed Tristan over. Then Tristan went mad without warning and stabbed me himself. When my family tried to avenge me, they were killed too. I tried every approach I could think of to avoid my family's tragic fate, and every single one ended in failure. This time, I chose to wait for death. Then the comments appeared again, and something about them caught my eye.