Demon Gatekeeper Novels & Stories

’ Even though Audelia wanted to scream like that, from experience in the past years, she knew it would be futile. “..um.. So.. about the registration…” Audelia tried to change the subject. “Ah right, please put--” “THIS IS BAD!!” Just as Oceane wanted to answer Audelia, her words were cut by a shout and followed by someone slammed the guild’s door open. All eyes turned to the person who was panting hard. The horror on the person’s face puzzled Audelia but the words that came out of the person’s mouth made her understand. “D-De..Demons!!” The man shouted in horror, “…Demon’s gate has appeared!!”

“The Gatekeeper is becoming restless.” “Gatekeeper?” Anna frowns. “Mhmm.” Cassandra turns towards her cell. “The Gods aren’t just sealed, ya know,” she explains. “There’s a gatekeeper who’s keeping them at bay. The Gatekeeper is a God himself, cursed with the duty to keep his kins at bay. He was once the God of Dimensions, the one who traveled all throughout the world to seek out enemies using his parallel paths. He can open several dimensions and sneak up on people to kill them. When the Gods were defeated, the Moon Goddess bound him to Veneer to protect the seal. If he tries to break the seal or escape from Veneer, he’ll die. You see, he lost his powers to travel through dimensions. He can

I don't like that look on his face. Before I could reply, I sensed the ominous magic of a demon down the hall from me. I knew that Bart and Conor were walking into a trap. "Damn you, Eldon! Portal!" I snapped, running through the gate and casting a barrier behind me by making the sign of a circle with a horizontal line through it. "I hate you so much, Soul Guardian!" I hissed as the demon stopped and perked up, sensing me immediately. It charged instantly, with its glowing pink eyes focused on me. "I don't plan to die twice today!" I felt Conor and Bart's presence around the next corner behind me and stopped immediately. "Star Beam!" A bright white light concentrated in a six-inch beam shot

"The Blood Gate has opened, and the forces of darkness are on the rise." Christopher's heart sank, his worst fears being confirmed. The Blood Gate, a portal between the realms of the living and the dead, was a gateway for malevolent entities to enter their world. The balance between light and darkness hinged on the ability of the hunters to protect the gate and prevent it from opening. But now, it seemed their worst nightmares had become a reality. "There is more," Lady Seraphina continued. "Azazel, the ancient demon who was sealed away centuries ago, has been awakened. His presence threatens not only our world but the very existence of humanity itself."

They all arrived at the portal in unison, Demonya glared at them silently as her wraiths stayed by her never moving past her. "So, my old friends we finally meet, sad that we're not on the same side like we should be. But I'm done trying to get you all to see my point of view." Sabrina clenched her fist as a black plated staff appeared in her grasp. "You came here hoping to destroy us. You were once a gatekeeper like us Demonya, you the extent of our powers, your followers will be struck down easily. Seems to me like your outmatched."

Opening the smaller gate, the gatekeeper, a young man between 30s, came out and started walking towards the car. Demon rolled down his driver side window as he approached his car. "Good day sir, please, how can I help you?" "I am the new owner of the house, Damien." Demon replied to him and gave the gatekeeper the documents. After going through it, the gatekeeper saluted him. "My name is Samuel, at your service sir." "Okay Samuel, please open the gate." Samuel quickly ran back inside and opened the large gate for Demon to drive through. Parking his car at a corner, he stepped out of the car.

I glared at him. “It once did…” He shrugged. “The guardian of this gate is a Succubus; if we can avoid our primal instincts, we'll pass without having to fight.” “And the next one?” I snarled, observing the slow and painful healing of the paw. “Damn purgatory!” “It's a five-headed snake, the guardian of gluttony!” Lambert analyzed the wound, looking at me. “Good thing you feel more pain while recovering here!” “Sweet revenge, isn't it?” I snarled menacingly, knowing that he was relishing in my pain.

Its eyes glowed bright red, and its face couldn't be distinguished; standing before them was a being made purely of darkness. Kael had recognized this sight. He now understood the meaning of the saying that guardians are the lock of Homay. In a deep, rumbling voice he murmured: "What the guardian keeps locked... It was a demon trap, my love," he said. Apparently, they could no longer sit back and wait peacefully...

The entrance was a towering archway of black stone etched with golden runes, half-buried beneath tangled vines and glowing moss. And at its center, a door. It wasn’t made of stone or wood, but of pure energy—shifting between light and shadow, bleeding into the air like liquid fire. The Gate. My marks pulsed violently, a heartbeat syncing with the energy ahead. The servants halted at the clearing’s edge, bowing low, as if in reverence. Aaron stopped beside me, chest heaving. “It’s awake.” Edward’s grip tightened on his sword. “Then we shut it down before it opens any further.”

Looked at me as if seeing me for the first time. “Read this paragraph for me,” he requested, pointing to a section of the text. I looked at the symbols. The words formed effortlessly in my mind. “‘Portals are not opened; they are awakened. The blood of the summoner is the key, but the will of the one who crosses is the door. No demon serves without chains, and no chain endures without a true name. Whoever knows the name will control the beast. Whoever controls the beast will command the threshold between worlds.’”