Under The 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.

Nadia scurried down a narrow flight of stairs, leading into the dimly illuminated bowels of the college. Dust motes danced in the single, blinking overhead bulb that did nothing but loom creepy shadows on the walls. Nadia practically dragged me down the creaky, cobweb-draped stairs leading to the school’s basement. My senses were already on high alert. Why in grief’s name were we heading to the school’s basement? Bruh, this was my first day at school!

We both answer at the same time as she walks past me down the stairs. “We will be down shortly.” I offer to her. “What’s up?” Noah takes a step towards me, only for Candice’s ears to turn into our direction as she goes down the next level of stairs. The Blue Moon alpha house had four floors and they made the most of each inch of the space. The stairs were carpeted the same cream colour scheme as my assigned rooms, with a dark mahogany wooden stair case and beautiful crystal chandeliers above. There is no need for me not to trust Candice but I had a pack link with my pack members for a reason and would use it.

She thought that something must be there so she trusted her instinct and went to check it out and voila. 'There is an underground house here'. Mia thought as she took the stairs. It was long and narrow and dark. She had used the banister as support so that she wouldn't trip and fall on her face. She doesn't know how long the stairs was, it would be such a shame if she fell off and die before she even started looking for the ledger "Hundred". Mia counted the last stairs as she finally reached the bottom. She felt around with her hands as the place was still dark and she could not see clearly.

He opened it and said, “This way.” He led me through the bathroom and into my closet. Under the counter he searched for something and then I heard a soft click. The tall mirror that was on the side of the counter, slid to the left, revealing a spiral stair down. Kirill got up and glanced at me. He nodded and whispered, “This way.” Lucan was getting restless. I felt so bad for him that my heart ached. I wished that Apollo was here. I followed Kirill and we hurried down the staircase which must have been at least two stories down. As soon as I stepped into what looked like a basement, I heard a loud bang and wood splintering. I think the rogues got in my room.

“Ah, who is it?” “It's me, Miss,” Iridessa's voice floated over. “I came to tell you that lunch is ready.” “Thanks, but I'm not hungry. You can cover it up for later.” “Okay, Miss.” I waited for her footfalls to recede down the stairs before exiting the room carefully. My cue was the cameras, hidden panels, secret buttons which could lead to a secret tunnel or an entrance passageway. I had no doubts that there was an underground chamber somewhere. I clutched my bag, which contained the stakes I'd prepared specially for this occasion, as I sifted through the rooms soundlessly.

There was not even a single speck of dust on the books lying around or the bookshelves. She sat on the study table and started going through the books placed on the table. There were some novels and Calculus books. She chuckled when she saw his framed photographs on the study table. Later she started looking for the stairs. She did see an elevator but she did not want to use it. She prayed to God that cameras were not installed there. Turning to a corner she did find a narrow viral staircase. She started climbing it slowly avoiding her best from making noise. When the staircase ended she found herself in a spacious living room with a modern cinema effect system. On her left, there was a narr

Paying no heed to her stomach's desires, she closed her eyes and relaxed all her muscles; however, her gut protested more as it had not been tended to since the morning. She opened her eyes. "Right, I think I have a spare small cabinet." She tucked her phone back in her pocket and dragged herself outside her bedroom. Closing the door behind her, she glanced at the stairs leading upstairs on the far left. Oddly enough, the stairs were only accessible from the narrow hallway of her bedroom. It was not visible from the living room or the kitchen on the other side as if the bedroom served as a barrier. Oddly built indeed. As she walked her way towards the stairs, the dust coating every step of i

It is a miracle your kids still have teeth and their health. She started up the walk way and saw the curtain on the kitchen window fall back into place. “Well so much for a quiet cup of coffee if that’s Jude.” She took a deep breath and walked up the stairs, skipping every other step. “Sorry, all we’ve got for breakfast this morning is some good ol’ fashion sugar in a pack. Who doesn’t love pop-“ She found herself in an empty kitchen. Somewhat confused she looked into the walk in pantry expecting to find Jude hiding to jump out at her. There was no one there.

In a single file, Kizzy in front, me behind her, and everyone else trailing, we tiptoed to the undercroft door, opening it slowly, feeling the chill overtake us as we stared at the abyss waiting for us at the bottom of the staircase. Esther flicked on her flashlight she brought; none of the candles against the walls were lit. The wooden stairs creaked beneath out weight as we descended, one step at a time, one foot after the other. Mikael, who was last in line, shut the door behind him. We were completely alone.