The Third Door Novels & Stories

Salome’s POV “You need to know what you are walking into before we open this door,” Adam said. He stood in the narrow third-floor hallway. His hand hovered over a white door. The paint around the handle was flaking off in jagged scales. He looked at us, his jaw tight, and pushed the door open.

“Nothing.” The being looked at Auren. “He was always there.” Auren's six forces exploded again. “Then I'll take him back.” The ancient being shook its head. “You still don't understand.” Auren stepped forward. “I don't care.” The being smiled. “Then choose.” Silence. Auren stared at it. “What?” The being raised its hand. Three doors appeared behind Auren. The first was covered in golden light. The second was completely black. The third—

Add the doors in the hallway that are also starting to open. I need an escape route. I hastily looked around and turned off the Ai. But there were no good hiding spots. The hallway was narrow and at the end was a dead end. The only way to leave was through the door behind me. My heart started to hammer. The third door on the left opened first. It revealed four men of mixed nationalities, holding bags and cases. "I'll inform you once we run out and need another batch. When will the new supply get here again?"

“The water only shows you the truth. But the truth has a price. If you return, without choosing, everything begins new. And you remember nothing.” My body was freezing. “Select?” He nodded. Then he went to the side. There was no stone wall behind him. Three doors. Three identical black doors. Everyone was a symbol. The first: a circle. The second: a heart. The third: an eye. I couldn't breathe. He looked at me. Not urgent. Almost loving. “One leads you back to Noah.” My heart hit hard. “And the others?” His face changed. The gentleness didn't disappear.

The maids stayed in their very quarters, the same as the guards. Killian opened the door and ushered her in. "Thank you." Her heart began to palpitate when she heard the door shutting behind her. The table was set already but nobody was there. She timidly moved closer to the table while scanning the room. The bed was scattered and the windows were still closed. She sighed and made to open the windows. She had already finished dressing the bed when Asher walked in from the bathroom. Rylie turned quickly toward the closing sound of the door. She found the masked man standing by a door, half-naked. He still had his mask on and a towel tied firmly around his waist.

Florence was the first one to step down then it was Siren because he was afraid of the darkness and the last one was Chapelle. They silently went down the stairs and there were three doors, leading to God knows where. "What is this?" "Which door to choose?" "Typical Griffin…" Florence clicked her tongue in annoyance. They decided to take each door and whoever finds Willow or Griffin will quarrel with her. Stepping inside the three doors, the doors were slammed behind them. Siren walked in and in and tried to figure the place out. He was led to the river...it was empty in the surroundings.

Niko As I survey the room, I notice three distinct doors, each providing access in and out of this space. The first door, positioned at the back, swings open to reveal a cramped area filled with storage cupboards. Among the clutter, I spot an elderly woman nestled among the shadows, her presence almost hidden. She exudes an air of gentle vulnerability, with silver strands framing her soft, weathered face. Though her age marks her features, she radiates a sense of inherent harmlessness, as if shaped by years of quiet resilience.

I walk up the stairs after my men move around, and when I reach the third floor, every door is closed, and I stop in front of 314. I grip the door handle, and when I try to open the door, it’s locked. I look at the camera on the corner of the corridor, raising both my hands in signal so Thorn can open the fucking door, and almost immediately, the door clicks open, and I smile, opening the door to find the room empty.

I can hear noises that I am not curious enough to find out what creature is creating that kind of noise. Finally I've reached the third floor and looking for door number 6 is not that hard because it is the only door that is painted with white paint there is some chipping on the paint but who am I to complain? I take a deep breath 3x and gather all my courage to knock on the door. I knock 3 times and wait for the person to open the door. I here someone saying "what" and "wait" before the door opened and boy I am not expecting what I witnessed

“Shall I show you which door opens next.” Her pulse leaped. She unlatched the lock. She did not open the door yet. “Who sent you,” she asked. He laughed once. Quiet. “Maybe I sent myself.” He paused. “Or maybe the south is not your only friend.” She opened the door a hand’s width. Enough to see one eye. It was bright and steady. “Three days,” he said. “You will have to choose.” Then he was gone again. The corridor was empty. The air smelled like rain.