Under The Stairs Nook Novels & Stories

"You're right. All the more reason for him to hear from the horse's mouth. When he gets out, he's going to find out." Nox sighs. "Fine." "In fact, if there is nothing else we need to do,. I'll like to go over there and get it over with. Maybe this way I can sleep well at night." "Alright." Nox informs the driver and in under half an hour, we veered onto the road that led to The Underground. ******************************************************* It took a while for me to develop the courage to go down those stairs that led underground but eventually I did. On getting down there, I noticed that there wasn't just Alastair in his position but two more Ennoia guards in dark cloaks and to my desp

Jaden We head to the back of my office that leads to a secret staircase my father had installed. Lifting the trap door underneath the frayed carpet by the bookshelf. The hinge clangs as we pull it open. The stagnant air makes my nose itch as dust particles scatter before we each climb down the ladder. Underneath the pack exists an intricate network of hundreds of subterranean tunnels. These tunnels were crucial to my plan, not only to bring the contenders for my queen, but for my guests to observe without disturbing my pack.

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

Sterling didn’t say much. He simply lead Noah along a sprawling hall lined with sleek walls and understated art. Everything gleamed under the soft recessed lighting, cool and modern but somehow not sterile. They reached a wide staircase that curved downwards. Noah raised an eyebrow. "Little early for the Fifty Shades of Grey basement, don’t you think?" Sterling actually smiled, a flash of warmth that made something low in Noah’s gut tighten. "Noted." They descended into the basement and as they reached the bottom, lights flickered on automatically. "I don’t really come down here much anymore... but I thought you might enjoy it."

She craved that bad girl reputation. Just as they rounded the next corner, Nick stopped her in front of some stares, glanced around a moment, and then took her hand in his and dragged her underneath the stairwell. She felt her eyes widen as she allowed herself to be taken into the dark, cool area under the concrete stairs, not believing this is where he intended to fuck her. There wasn’t even a door to hide them. The air was damp, holding a slight chill to it. Anyone could come around and catch them. Not that she could think of a reason anyone would be under the stairs to begin with, unless, of course, they were doing exactly what Nick intended on doing to her. God, this felt so fucking dirt

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.

A strip of duct tape clinging to the concrete floor like a shed skin. “She was here,” I whispered, my throat dry. Noah crouched, brushing his fingers across the tape. His jaw flexed, “Not long ago.” Before I could answer, a sharp metallic clang rang out from somewhere above us. We both spun, flashlights snapping toward the staircase that led to the second floor. “Up there,” Noah muttered. The stairs groaned under our weight as we climbed. Every step felt like it might give us away. At the top, a narrow hallway stretched into darkness and then light.

We carefully walked to the edge of the underground stairway and dropped them below. I went down first. There were eight steps made of solid oak. There was no rail or banister. Mine were the first footfalls to touch these steps in over one hundred and forty years. They seemed barely capable of sustaining me... termite and carpenter ant damage. It was a tomb, that's all. One that held hundreds of years of bloody secrets, devilish ambition, and murder. The only light was from the sanctuary and that was barely enough to see. Thank God for the glow sticks and the NVGs. I talked Max down the stairs. We stayed close to each other as we seemed to enter another realm. The air was heavy and hard to br

I do not know if I am ready to give them answers. After drinking, I went out of the dining area. I wanted to talk to the maids but I could feel that we do not feel the same way. I could feel that they are avoiding me. I am not insensitive to not notice that. I do not want to go back to Greval's room yet. And I am still not sleepy. I walked around the mansion, looking at the expensive paintings hanging on the wall. I did not notice that I reached the corner of the mansion. I knitted my brows. This is the first time I saw this. There was an underground and a stairs leading to it. What is in there?

" This is his bedroom. It's here. I know it's here. "Come out and put your hands where..." Under the bed! That's it! I roll under the bed and begin to push every tile. "What are you doing?" Nora hisses. It's one of these tiles. I just don't know which... The tile I touched caves in and reveals a staircase. With not much time for relief and against my thoughts, I grab Nora and pull her down the stairs with me. At the end, I lock the back in place. We make our way through the well lit corridor until we make it to the end where there's a door.