Witch Door Novels & Stories

Like heaven and luxurious comfort. “Oh my God, Mira.” Vanessa says, looking around. “This place is great.” “Yeah, I definitely agree.” “That’s not all, ladies.” Damon chirps in. “Darth, do me a favour and open up the doors and curtains please.” “Roger that.” Vanessa and I watch as Darth activates a button and the curtains part on a tiny, barely audible whir. Sounds of bolts turning and clicking fill the air as the ginormous doors lift, slowly revealing the world beyond.

It reassured me just enough to push forward. The lock glinted faintly in the filtered light from the hallway. A small, almost forgotten keyhole stared back at me, and my fingers itched. I circled the door, searching for some overlooked entry—a window, a hidden latch, a loose panel. My hands grazed the cold brass handles, lingering over the intricate carvings. Then, tucked against the side panel, I found it: a tiny latch, cleverly disguised. One twist, and the lock gave with a soft click, a sound swallowed immediately by the quiet of the wing.

This was no ordinary portal; it was a gateway fortified by the latest security measures. At first glance, it appeared seamless—a sleek surface devoid of handles or keyholes. Yet, at Landon's approach, the door seemed to awaken. A soft beep resonated a signal that triggered a response from the electronic guardian. The surface rippled with a faint blue light, revealing the hidden intricacies beneath.

I inquired, my voice laced with concern. Ava met my gaze, her eyes reflecting a moment of contemplation before she responded, "I think I didn't lock the door properly, so the night breeze from the window must have pushed it open." Her explanation eased my unease, and I nodded in understanding. "Good night," Ava bid me before gently closing the door. However, as she shut the door, it failed to latch securely, leaving a gap that remained visible. Sensing her frustration, Ava reopened the door and attempted to lock it once more, but the mechanism seemed to resist her efforts, refusing to secure the door shut.

Peach barked annoyingly at Eun Woo who left Peach and waved his hand on Alden. Eun Woo turned around and was about to leave but he suddenly stopped and thought about something. Then he looked at Alden as he said, "By the way, Alden, This renovation is happening in the correct time. Look at the face of your door. Your security door is probably about to fall" Eun Woo said and ran away quickly leaving Alden in a deep daze. Peach barked affectionately and Alden really looked at the door. The anti-theft lock of the door originally looked like an ancient relic from the ages and After being kicked yesterday, it was really about to fall.

No doubt, coast to coast to keep tourists from wandering onto the properties. Privacy, indeed. It appeared the Galloways and Meaths didn't like stragglers. Or each other, judging by the this-is-my-side, that-one's-yours definition. Mara mumbled something under her breath and held out her hand, palm up toward the windshield as if she could use The Force to open the lock. Odd. Just as Kaida was about to say something, the woman leaned partially out the window and punched a code into a panel on the wall. With a creak, the gate swung inward.

The red and orange and blue flames danced on the outside while it was smooth on the inside. “Dragons, you guys come first!” the witch announced. Two men strode to the portal. They handed her the money. “Kyrennor!” they both said aloud and entered the portal. Penny watched them disappear on the other side. She clenched her clammy fists. Her chance was about to come. “Come on you demons! It’s your chance now,” said the witch. “Hurry up! The portal will close soon.” The demons ran to her, paid her the money and jumped in the portal after shouting, “Neh Dorthore!”

"Not good. Not bad. Just unpredictable. We check it. Quietly. If it's bad, we leave." They cross together. Maya reaches the door first. Locked. Good. She presses her ear against it. Nothing. No shuffling, no breathing, no low wet sounds that would ruin her evening. There's a side entrance. Metal door, less visible from the street, external hinges. Maya smiles. Not a happy smile. A problem identified, solution pending smile. "Why are you smiling like that?" Dex asks. "Because whoever installed this door did not think about me specifically." She wedges the tip of her knife into the first hinge pin. It's not elegant. It's not fast. But it works, slowly, stubbornly, like most useful things. The

she answered, "The minute you stepped foot inside this room, that was when it got activated for you. The windows do not work either, you cannot escape, so stop trying." I moved closer to the door, which was ajar, reaching out for it. There was indeed a barrier, "You all will regret this", I growled out and slammed on the warrior. The witch just turned a deaf ear on me and left. I still went to check the windows and it was the same thing. I looked around for anything at all that could help me, even if it was just a phone, anything. While I was searching, I heard someone clear their throat behind me.

Then he pulled out the chair on the opposite side of the table from where I was standing and sat back down. “Fine,” he said. We sat in silence for a while. Not the silence of two people with nothing to say. The worst kind. The silence of two people with too much to say and no safe place to put any of it. Outside I could hear his warriors doing a sweep of the lodge perimeter. Footsteps on gravel. Low voices. The organised movement of people who were good at their jobs trying to find evidence of someone better at theirs. “The window latch,” Damien said eventually. “It opens with a specific pressure on the lower left corner. It is not obvious from the outside.” He was looking at the table. “Som