Unhinged A Door Romance Novels & Stories

“It still works?” “No,” Holden said. “It shouldn’t. Which means the lock isn’t connected to this panel.” He traced the edge of the frame. “The door was never meant to be locked. The fire damaged the mechanism.” She stepped backward—just as Holden shoved his shoulder into the door. It groaned, then swung inward with a shriek of rust. The room beyond was small, circular, and sealed. And inside… Elena’s breath left her body in one sharp exhale. There were photos on the walls.

“Then promise me something.” “Anything.” “Next time I say no,” Maya whispered, “you don’t even hesitate.” “I swear.” “And if I freeze again…” “I’ll stop.” She nodded once. Then, in a moment of pure instinct, she leaned in and kissed his cheek. He looked like it broke him. She opened the door. “I’ll see you soon?” he asked. “Yes.” He walked out without looking back. And this time, she didn’t lock the door.

Unhinged. No hesitation. No restraint. Just heat, dominance, and a promise of exactly what kind of night this was going to be.

I wanted to break down that door and catch those infidels in character. And that was exactly what I did. With one swift kick, I threw the door open and barged into the room, my eyes flaming with anger. “What the hell is going on in here!” I boomed as soon as I barged in. Kira and Jayden looked shocked to see me. Kira especially. I mean, who looks shocked to see their husband come into their room at night? She should be shocked that Jayden, my beta, who is unmated and unmarried, decided to slip into her room at this time of the night.

The door that Hinge grew is not a door you walk through straight. You have to turn sideways. Mara built the thorn hedge that way on purpose, and Hinge kept it, because Hinge remembers being wrapped in iron wire and knows that easy entrance is how you get trapped. I learn this when I bring the third convoy to Hinge Town and watch a family from the next valley try to enter. The father goes first, shoulders square, and the thorns catch his jacket. He frowns, tugs, then gets it. He turns his shoulders, slides through the gap, and laughs at himself on the other side.

Now, I couldn't through the door looking like I just walked out of a trash can, which basically, I think I just did. I needed to breathe and compose myself. I pivoted towards a door that had a "RESTROOM" tag at the left far corner of the lobby. Thankfully, it was not locked. A rush of relief flooded me for a half minute, but the moment I turned, everything changed. And I froze. Because there was Nate Henderson— my worst nightmare, bending a girl over one of sinks as he delivered savage thrust into her from behind. His eyes were closed, his jaws tight as raw pleasure twisted his face.

“You are going to be fine; I trust you.” I smiled, “Thanks.” “You’re welcome.” She said, hugging me. It felt weird at first, but I went along with it. She then moved closer to my ear and said, " I don’t care about whatever you say; my door and legs are always open for you.” She whispered alluringly. She then broke the hug and looked at me with one of her many seductive smiles. “Goodnight, Adam.” She said, then grabbed the plate and sashayed away.

alive. The man above her was panting now. Their bodies still joined, he seemed to relish the feel of her snug sex around his softening prick. Finally done with her, he pulled out and stood up in one smooth motion. Without so much as another word he simply walked up to the door, banged on it. Unseen hands unlocked it. The golden-haired man strode out and the door shut behind him with finality.

“Is it really my inner thoughts? Or a real enemy?“ It’s out of her mind when she kicked out the last thing on top of her bed and threw it all anywhere as well as the bedsheet. Mixed emotions, she’s totally mad at Justin for his betrayal on their 3 long years of relationship. That’s the reason why she scattered all the stuff that reminds her about him. At the same time, mad for her assuming feelings towards Gabriel. She’s almost undressed because of her doings earlier but she didn’t care at all what matters most, letting out her bad feelings and emotions towards them. Rest assured that no one will get inside her room except for Ysabelle that’s why she didn’t bother fixing her room and even he

who locked the door and what would they think when they would find me alone with a boy in a locked room. I quickly grabbed my hijab and about to wrap it around my head when my door opened with a loud bang showing Maria with Uncle and Daniyal. We both startled and my body shivered.. my hijab fell on the ground. "Look..what I told you... this girl was whoring around boys.. knowing that she is a married girl" Maria said with a cocky smile and I glanced at her in shock. My mouth was sealed... and my gaze traveled to Uncle Afzal who was looking at me with shocked expressions and Daniyal... I could see hatred in his eyes... I knew that I was screwed... she was right... no one would believe me.. s