Book Of Gates Novels & Stories

the knight shook his head. “Think, man… Think, man… Try to remember…” “Yes, I remember now… I saw it an old book I found in my father’s library.” “What did the book say?” “That they are some kind of gates… portals for faster travel around places.” “Well, how do activate them?” “ The book doesn`t say.” “Great… It helped as a lot!” “I think it has something to do the symbols.” “We will see in the morning.” After a good night’s sleep, they take a closer look at stone.

"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

“You’re mine.” He smiled. “And yours.” He pointed forward, toward Kael’s back. The car went silent again. My pulse spiked. I looked out the window. And there they were. The gates. Tall, iron, cruel. The same gates that once closed me out. Now opening for me again. My breath caught. Not in weakness. Not in surrender. But in fury. And in promise. Because as the gates swung wide, I swore This place might have broken me once.

As if a heavy veil had been placed between us. When we arrived, the door was locked. Or rather… almost. With a shove, it creaked open, slow and unsettling. The place was empty, but something lingered in the air, the smell of ashes. We searched each room in silence until we reached the study. That’s where we found the book. Another copy. Almost identical to the one Vardam had given Aiyana. “This is…” I murmured, crouching to pick it up. The pages were worn, many hastily folded. Some passages were scribbled over in pen, thick circles around sections that spoke of Helion… and a certain gate that imprisoned Synx.

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.

"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.

I heard Norgarth mumble under his breath. “What is that sound? Who is that? Do you know?” I looked at Norgarth and grabbed him for shirt. He looked at me with a confused expression on his face. I ran and followed the source of the sound. It led me to a place with doors different from any other doors in Macabantrah. A faded number 7 could be seen on the top of the iron gate. Gates seemed to be compelled by some heavy and ancient magic. I tried to open them with brute force, but I couldn’t. I tried to break them with the chthonic axe, but nothing happened.

she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

“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