Under The Whispering Door Kindle Novels & Stories

His fingers tangled deep in my blonde hair, yanking me head forward with a force that made my neck ache a little bit. "One sound," Chadwick whispered. He leaned down, his voice a low vibrating growl that settled right against my ears. "One sound and I open this door. I will show your little friend exactly how his friend looks on his knees. I will show your mum that dirty sketchbook of yours. I will tell her about your deepest darkest desires."

Almost climbed into the bed and pressed my face into the curve of his shoulder and whispered every fear until they dissolved against his skin. Instead, I opened the door. The hinges whispered like a secret. I slipped through and pulled it shut behind me. The soft click echoed like a gunshot in the silent corridor.

It’s like I’ve walked into a different realm, a different space and time entirely. I need to stop reading fantasy books, I think. Another rub of my eyes and my legs start to twitch. I need to move, or I’ll fall asleep, so I walk throughout the first floor, then the second, checking on Robert before making my way downstairs an hour later to do… whatever. I end up on the back porch sipping a diet soda, letting the caffeine seep through my veins. My mom used to tell me stories about the marshes. She used to whisper about the spirits who clung to the wetlands, waiting for a final tide to rush them away to eternal peace.

It’s been days and I haven’t left the house or answered my phone, it’s been days and I haven’t moved and inch from the spot in sitting in, I've been sitting in the same potion with my back to the wall facing the bedroom door as if at any second they’ll come crashing in and drag me to hell for what I've done to them. “Christopher” echo’s around me bouncing off the white walls around me “CHRISSSS”comes the hissing sound of another voice as it calls out to me, I know their not here I buried them, I watched their blood stain my hands, I watched their eyes and the life they held faded away. I watched as I covered them with dirt as I stood over them watching them disappear with every shovel full o

(DARK MELODY) WITH her mind clinging unto the mysterious door that she just saw, Alliah wonders and even deeper as curiosity hits her, behind the whispering voice that something and even greater is behind that door she just saw. With an urge to know what is behind it, yet knowing JK and how cautious it is, sneaking or trying to ask about it will deem impossible. Worst with the secret and whispering truth she knows that is his lies, holding the information she wanted will be a difficult task to accomplish.

he said and slightly ran after her. Meanwhile, June and Amelia walked toward the other door. Ever since they entered the room, no one bothered to talk between them. They stand before it, waiting for the others to finally choose their own door. It seems like there are 12 doors inside. And every partnered student should choose their own door. When all of the students finally stood before their chosen door, a green light suddenly lit up the whole room. The white light suddenly disappeared, and it was as if they were now in an apocalyptic area because of the vibe it brought.

They laughed and Kate waved them goodbye. When Annika and Kurt arrived at his house, the helpers welcomed them and they bought Annika’s things upstairs. Kurt told Annika to wait for him in the living room. Annika nodded and waited for Kurt in the living room. She got a small book and she started reading it while waiting. Kurt went upstairs. Annika became suspicious when she was halfway done with her book, Kurt was taking longer upstairs. What is he doing? She stood up and walked slowly upstairs. She was careful with her footsteps. She heard a little noise near Kurt’s bedroom, so she went that way. She peaked a little, she saw Kurt changing his door lock. She came to him and Kurt was startled

So tired that I just wanted to sleep for eternity. The steam was filling the room in a wet cloud. I morphed the clouds into animals having them float around the room. I smiled as a raven swooped around made just of clouds. Such a beautiful bird it was... A knock sounded from the door. I closed my eyes not moving to open it. “Valerie open the door or I am coming in.” Justin spoke. My mind was elsewhere. I would probably never leave this castle. Jumping out the window may be better than fighting against fate. If I was lucky the wind would catch me and bring me far away to safety. Far far away.

A suddenly shy Elizabeth whispered before pressing her lips together, adjusting them to a wonderful kiss she received from the succulent lips that seduced her rage. "And I knew that he'd let me in, somehow!" Mauve squealed promptly as her dark eyes landed on the brown-coloured door of a room that was seemingly the only one that had survived the fire. She deftly flew in its direction and halted in the doorway. Her ears were instantly hugged by disembodied whispers and whines of the unknown. As if under a spell, she locked her eyes on the door that was now looking back at her with menace and horror. "YOU ARE DOOMED!"

Susan 's POV: Startled by the vivid dream, I'm abruptly jolted awake. The dampness between my legs serves as a tangible reminder of how my body responds to these forbidden fantasies. I can't shake his face from my mind—those captivating eyes, those lips that brought both pleasures and torment to my senses. "This is sheer madness," I whisper in despair, seeking solace in reciting the Lord's prayer. Waking up repeatedly due to these haunting dreams has become exhausting, and I long for a reprieve.