There's A Monster Behind The Door Novels & Stories

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.

Because I’m not. I’m taken back to the space they call “my room”, and that’s where the real monsters come out. The door, which is a large piece of strong clear plastic in a metal frame, slides open, and the sound of metal on metal makes my heart race. When I hear that sound, I know they’re coming. Coming to take more blood. Coming to perform more tests. Coming to force me to use my powers. And coming to try to take them away.

The creature’s presence was suffocating, its power pressing down on my chest. “I-I… okay…” She stammered, backing toward the door. Her hands shook violently as she fumbled with the handle, eyes wide, glued to the monstrous figure. “You stay.” the creature said, its voice a low growl that made the floor vibrate beneath my feet. “Alone.” Tasha heard this and rushed out of the door in fear. I knew I was done for the moment the door clicked shut, leaving just me and the monster alone in the room.

When Jesse reached the top he plunged forward, heaving the axe behind his head with all his might, screaming through a raw throat. The monster hid behind this door. Jesse heard its clicking claws digging into wood and its hungry, snapping teeth; heard the beating of its heart. He swung the axe and it struck the door’s center, splitting it down the middle. The door gave away, pieces of wood flying. A sharp cry came from behind the door. The monster! It was here! And he pushed through the wreckage of the door, axe raised above his head, howling, thoughts bombarding him of the last time he saw Scott, in this room . . .

The monster has come back to harass them again! "Who's there?" She inquired, in an attempt not to feel panicky as she heard food steps inching closer to the door. The question wasn't needed since she knew who was at the door. Still, she demanded notwithstanding, feigning obliviousness. "Open up bitch!" the icy voice of a man roared furiously. "Open this door now before I smash it!" His voice echoed with monster fury and alert. Dennis held her tighter as he stood behind her back, shaking like he heard the voice of a beast. She despised seeing her little brother this terrified, but there was nothing she could do.

I get by the there and almost feel like fear starts to crawl up my back fear of what’s on the other side fear of what’s hidden ‘BANG’ I fall to the ground ‘BANG’ scrambling to my feet I take a few steps away from it . The banging continues along with a growl , and I could have swore I heard claws being scratched on the other side of this huge door . I don’t know what possessed my body but I start to get closer to the door so I can peak through the key hole and see that kind of monster was capable of this kind of strength and capable of shaking this entire hall .

my dad grab Janella quickly as they rush to our house, but the monster now is chasing them panicking but dad never let go of Janella’s hand Janella sneak a peek at what they are running from and she saw a man with a bloody slitted mouth, red eyes and running fast towards them her eyes went wide and scream! “WAAA!!!!”- Janella the monster was fast but father, and Janella is near to our doorstep “quick quick!”- Mom as soon as dad and Janella arrives, mother and I shut the door quickly *BAG!!**DAG!!!* DAG!!!**DAG!!!* the monster is attacking our door but the four of us now pushing the door so that it won’t break and after a long minute the monster stop attacking our door we lock completely the

"I don't want to talk to you right now." The knob rattles violently. "Open the door." "No." For a moment silence settles. And just when I think he's given up, a terrifying growl vibrates through the wood. Before I can even move back, the door bursts open, the lock snapping with a sickening crack. I scramble to my feet, trembling. He stands in the doorway, his chest heaving. He still looks...monstrous. I take a step back. "You're not in your right mind," I whisper. "Kaziel, you need to calm down."

Not even the warriors. That was why, when I came back downstairs, I found Byron and Ron standing in the lounge, staring at me in panic. "The back door is open," Byron said, and my heart skipped a beat. The moment I heard that, I ran toward the back door, and just as they had said, it was wide open. I rushed outside while Ron and Byron followed close behind me. Things had taken such a strange turn that I was no longer even afraid of the monster coming after us.

There's a monster at my door. No shadow can hide me. Darkness cannot conceal me. I'm a flickering light, I'm warm flesh, I'm a beating heart. Knock, knock, knock . There's a monster at my door and it won't go away. It won't ever go away. ******* The faint scent of cigarette smoke filtered through the gap in the partly-open doorway. The voice of a newsreader I couldn't stand, drifted in with the smoke, serving as nothing but background noise to the crack of bone and screams I could still hear.