When God Shuts A Door Novels & Stories

Already with secrets that could destroy me. I know I could shut it all down by closing the mental door. And yet... I haven’t shut the door. Not yet. Hands suddenly grab me hard and fast.

She said as she pushed open the door and took a step out. “Haven.” He pleaded. “No, Mack. I never wasted my time with you except maybe right now and the past few days. I guess maybe it would be best if I just stay out here from now on. I mean, I don’t want to get in the way of any of your plans.” Haven said as she stood there looking at him, and then she began to close the door. She didn’t wait once it was almost closed. She turned and started out of the room only to find herself pulled back into the room and in his arms.

After it was shattered that day, I never saw the pieces again. They were just… gone. I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting the familiar sting behind them. I refused to let a single tear fall. In my mind, I could still hear its ghostly melody. A song I thought I'd never hear again. A knock at the door shattered the quiet grief. "Come in." It wasn't a guard. It was Julian. He wore a black suit and held a small velvet box. His gaze drifted to the empty cabinet, lingering for a moment before meeting mine.

"They will insist on playing loud music and games during the height of the zombie outbreak! And they won't stop even when you tell them to!" "They're also going to eat up all of your rations and then eat your pets too!" "Don't you ever open that door! It's your last line of defense against them!" The knocking on the other side of the door continued, and my vision somehow felt like it had just been attacked by a virus with how the live comments kept popping up non-stop. Yet, all of them warned me not to open the door at all costs. I carefully withdrew my hand, feeling my heart thumping loudly in my chest.

“do not go downstars” Then he shut the door, the lock clicked from outside. My breath hanged up, for several seconds I simply stood there staring at the closed door. Locked Trapped again. Thunder crashed outside violently, and somewhere deep under the church…. A woman screamed.

A compartment opened. Inside was a thin black book. Gabriel took it carefully. The cover carried no writing. He opened it. The first page contained a warning. WHEN THE SEVENTH GATE OPENS, THE KEY WILL CEASE TO BE A KEY. Aria stepped closer. Gabriel continued reading. THE CARRIER SHALL BECOME THE DOOR. Another page. THE DOOR SHALL STAND BETWEEN TWO WORLDS. Another. IF THE DOOR OPENS, ONE WORLD SHALL REMAIN.

She held Nikoleta's face in her arms and wiped her tears. How could an angel like her give birth to a total idiot like Darius? That was the question that Astrid kept asking herself. “But thank you for staying.” Nikoleta stood up, getting ready to leave. “Oh, and Astrid?” She called out, making Astrid raise a questioning brow. “Yes?” “If you can't take it anymore, feel free to walk away. You can't figure a person out if there are no openings. If he doesn't give you an opening, find your exit.” She walked away.

Grace There was a soft click as the door closed, leaving me standing alone in the hallway, feeling like I'd been slapped. Shock warred with anger inside me. How dare he shut me out? A retort bubbled in my throat, but something in the sincerity of his tone held me back. As my fury ebbed, the seeds of self-doubt began to sprout.

My gmother had only ever muttered little words under her breath, half-story, half-warning. But I remembered one thing she'd said, once, when she thought I was asleep. “The moon goddess can open two doors,” she had whispered. “One for ruin. One for mercy.” My forehead touched the dust. My hands curled into the cracked earth. In my chest, something gave way.

I remind myself before putting my eyes back to the ground, waiting for him to voice out what had brought him here, because if he decides not to, there would be no knowing it. “My Lady.” He calls again. “Hmm?” my eyes meet his again. “I don’t do this often, so I know I might suck at it, but…” he trails off. Then a small smile appears on his lips. “I want you to know that it is commonsense to know that when one door closes, another opens. It’s a thing that the universe does for people like us.” People like us. What door is closing? What is Gerald saying?