Witch Door Novels & Stories

But not tonight. I moved toward the other door, the one that promised escape. As I got closer, I could see it more clearly. Unlike the bookshelf entrance, this door was smooth and seamless, made of the same material as the walls. If you didn't know it was there, you would never notice it. And there, set into the wall beside it at shoulder height, was a small panel. Two buttons, clearly labeled: LOCK and OPEN. It was simple, elegant, and perfectly hidden unless you knew where to look.

“There’s more?” “Yep.” Dante grabbed my hand, and we walked back out to the living room area of the house. Dante went to the large floor to ceiling windows and opened them up! “No way!” I shouted. “Yes, way. Cupcake, the windows are also doors that lead out to the back side of the porch. You can open them all the way up, the length of the house, or you can open a small section. They are kinda like a big sliding glass door.” “Do you want to go look upstairs?"

Fast. The door shook violently. “They’ll get through in less than a minute,” Adrian said. “Then we’d better move.” I turned, sweeping the flashlight across the room. There. Another exit. A circular drainage hatch set low in the far wall. Adrian was already moving toward it. He dropped to one knee and twisted the wheel lock. It didn’t move. The pounding at the door grew louder. I knelt beside him and grabbed the wheel too. “Together.” He looked at me once, then nodded.

​​INITIALIZING SEQUENTIAL REVENUE MATRIX. ​The massive, monolithic tungsten door didn't slide open or swing inward. Instead, it split along four geometric fault lines, the heavy, pre-war metal segments retreating into the surrounding glacial ice with a deep, grinding rumble that vibrated straight through Vivian's boots. ​As the threshold dissolved, the interior of the primary vault was finally exposed.

Serafina's POV Wanda finally stopped halfway through the ground-floor hallway. Without a word, she turned toward a door on the right and began sifting through a thick bunch of keys. A moment later, she selected one, slipped it into the lock, and twisted. The door clicked open. I followed Kira and Deidra in, the warm air of the house giving way to pitch-blackness, until Wanda flipped the switch by the wall, and the room came to life.