Under Stairs Nook Novels & Stories

She opened up the door, and it led downstairs. “What I'm about to show and tell you must be kept between us. If you go down these stairs, you agree to these terms.” Jordyn disclosed as she waved down the stairs. I was hesitant, even though my intuition told me to trust her. I inhaled and exhaled and proceeded down the stairs. The walls were illuminated with floating candles; the further down I went, the more I felt like I belonged there. The basement had an enchanting ambiance with complimentary mystical decor and cozy furnishings, creating a homely refuge that seemed tailor-made for witches.

This was the staircase for all the staff. Not that there was a lot of staff, only me but back when this was Alpha Roan’s house this was used quite a lot. I liked it I could go through the hole house without getting seen. Most guests don’t know about these stairs. The stairs are hidden behind bookcases so when there was an attack back in the day it was a secret passage to the basement where the panic room is at. I went straight to the second floor. If I begin with the biggest room then I will have the hardest job done. When I walked in the bedroom, a scent smashed me in the face.

My bare feet made no sound against the thick sheepskin rug as I crept toward the heavy oak door of the suite. The estate was silent, the only sound the low, distant groan of the central heating system fighting the brutal Alaskan frost outside. I turned the brass doorknob with agonizing slowness, waiting for the soft click before slipping out into the shadows of the secondary corridor. I knew the main staircase was monitored by a rotating guard detail, but during my afternoon observation, I had noticed a narrow utility stairwell near the back linens closet that led directly to the mudroom. Every step was a tightrope walk. The wood groaned subtly beneath my weight, the adrenaline in my veins t

Knox released her and followed when Candice picked her purse back up again and made her way to the steps leading to the basement. Knox hadn’t expected a basement to be as gorgeous as this one was. The ceilings were at least ten feet and the light colors made it feel open and breezy. There was a full apartment downstairs with three bedrooms. One Maggie was using, and Brian was in the other. But Candice’s room was at the other end of the basement; it was the largest and had a full en suite with a walk-in closet. The other two bedrooms had bathrooms as well, but they were smaller and only consisted of a shower.

The ceiling, the walls, the floor under furniture… “Bingo.” I whispered at the slightly darker tile underneath the dresser. It took me a few seconds to convince myself it wasn’t some kind of booby trap. Creating the perfect excuse in my head just in case, I pushed the tile and it was no surprise when a part of the floor opened up to reveal a staircase underneath.

I stopped in front of the door and listened. No sound. No tip toes either. I decided to risk it. I held the door knob and twisted it opened a little. To my surprise, there was no one in the room only a downward stairs that led to the basement. I wondered if it was a basement or a cellar and why would a cellar be built down from the stairs? It was supposed to be built down the floor but this was built with it's own special stairs heading secretly to the cellar underground. I studied the stairs and hid behind it. Then I peered down in the darkness at the base of the stairs.

As we carefully make our way down the stairs, we become aware of the wobbles and squeaks on the floor. There were a lot of old boxes scattered all over the basement that were dusty and strewn with old paper. The place did not even appear as if anyone had ever been down here before. Using a hidden hatch hidden under a carpet, behind the stairs, I guided Dean around behind the stairs and opened the hatch. After climbing down the long ladder, the two of us were plunged into a world of darkness. Having seen this, I could see that Dean was impressed with the set-up; it was very discreet and well hidden. As we made our way down the ladder, we came to a platform surrounded by a circular wall about

"Can I talk to you in private, Aven?" "Only if you're explaining this to me." I raise my brow. "Of course," he nods. "Follow me." Leaving Lei and mother with Eryk, I step into the room, only to follow Stace out of it. He leads me down a sweeping staircase with dark wooden banisters and a plush rug that sweeps all the way down. The artwork continues, each as bizarre and unfamiliar as the last, until we are in a foyer on the lower level, what must be the front door looming tall. Stace doesn’t stop, winding behind the staircase and into a hidden, more intimate hallway with dark grey carpet and dark walls. This place is near void of people…

He didn’t say no… *Jaxson is on board,* she whispers, as my eyes pop open. Javed freezes when he realizes Mase is coming down the stairs. The four oldest are with family and the twins must be asleep. Mase hardly ever comes down here. Javed’s basement area is a story and a half underground, so it does take a minute to get down here, therefore he has plenty of warning. He’s also got a walk-out tunnel with a cute deck area. He wants to put a pool there eventually but everything takes time.

The club had been built and rebuilt several times due to which some parts are missing in the blueprint, making it unable for me to comprehend all the possible exits without getting caught. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't see when we reached the basement. It wasn't clean at all. Squeeking of the floor could be heard from time to time when we move on it showing its oldness. Dust, spider webs, and several alcohols and other drink boxes were all I could say were there. Riley opened one of the old-looking doors and ushered us inside or you can say shoved us inside. We all dragged an old-looking cupboard against the door to keep it locked and give us sufficient time to think our next st