Book Of Gates Novels & Stories

"I don't think that it's an Alicia from another timeline. Normally when something like this has occurred, I can sense the origins of the source. Placing the origins of this second Alicia wasn't easy at first, mostly because I presumed that she was from an alternate timeline. Only after sensing a very sinister presence did I truly start to realize what was happening." Livy slowly looked up at the faint reflection of Helena in the glass. "What did you realize?" "Someone opened a breach and forced Alicia threw it." Ivy and Livy both exchanged looks of confusion. Ivy was more confused than shocked at hearing this news. Breach's served a completely different purpose then portals. Only gatekeepers

It came from them all, every adult and child, like a high pitched frequency that resonated in the depths of Sally’s own soul. The Gate had opened. Matthew McCavendish’s greatest fear had come to pass. The Gate had opened between this world and the worlds beyond, the worlds he had written of in his journal. The Gate was supposed to free the souls that passed through it from the prison of Creation. That’s what Matthew had written in his journal. But the Gate wasn’t opening in the worlds beyond, it was opening in this one, and the souls that passed through it had to run a very deadly gauntlet first.

The towering gates of the East Pack rose from the mist like ancient sentinels—blackstone laced with silver veins, pulsing faintly with enchantments meant to detect outsiders, and repel magic. The energy in the air shifted as Ava and Ashton approached, thick and oppressive like a brewing super storm.

“That… thing. Was it Kael again?” Liora shook her head. “No. Worse.” “Worse than a god?” She looked at them both, skin pale, voice raw. “Worse than a lover who turned into one.” Aria and Altheya gathered in the Flame Library, where the walls now bled ink from cracks in the stone. Books cried when touched. Sigils pulsed on their spines. “The third gate is not a place,” Aria said. “It’s a being.”

Evelyn ignored most of it. Her attention remained fixed on the old man. "You said it found the first gate." He nodded. "What gate?" The old man's expression became complicated. Like somebody deciding how much truth another person could handle. Finally he answered. "The First Kingdom built seven gates." Nobody interrupted. "Each gate sealed part of the path connecting this world to the Sea Between Worlds." Lucien immediately spoke inside Evelyn's mind. "Seven." She noticed the reaction. "You've heard that number before?" A long silence followed.

I stared at him while he was talking about all this, trying to wrap my head around it. “Like the apocalypse?” Louise asked, and Aaron shrugged. She sighed, “Yup I’m gonna need another drink,” “There are four seals, one in each corner of the world. When each of the seals has been broken, then the gates of hell will open and fire will reign on Earth,” We all looked over at Harry, who was reading from an old looking book. “What’s that?” Aaron asked, standing up and Harry passed him the book. Aaron looked at the front and his eyes bulged out and then he shook his head.

The gateman and the driver were staring at us in bewilderment. 'Adamu, please open the gate.' Mom said as soon as she entered the car. 'Aah Aah. Madam, Abeg take am easy. Make Oga come first.' 'Open the Gate, my friend.' He jumped at the intensity of her voice and he exchanged a brief glance with the driver before he opened the gate. She zoomed off without a backward glance. 'Uthman, wetin happen? Why Madam dey pack comot?'

"I say that ALL THEATRES must be shut down! All idle time must be FORBIDDEN! Return to your houses of worship!” It reminded Caitlin of the people who preached from street corners in New York City. In some ways, nothing had changed. They came to another gateway, right in the middle of the street, with a sign that read “Temple Barre, City Gate.” Caitlin was amazed that cities actually had gates. The large, imposing gate was open, for people to pass right through, and Caitlin wondered if they closed it at night. On either side stood more guards.

“The thing about Supernaturalism is that it deals with uncanny stuff like Portals.” My own brows fall, a frown shading my face. Sir Brak seems to realise now that I have heard neither of Portals nor how they concern an unconscious jump between the English and the Asian worlds. He smiles as he speaks, “Portals are like supernatural gateways. They travel a long distance within a short while.” I simply nod as we leave the building. We soon arrive at another that is quite far… and smaller too. Sir Brak is telling me how Master Xaulfur decided to live there since his bloodthirsty, possessed nature will not let him mingle with other humans.

Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave