Enemy At The Gates Book Novels & Stories

Ace closed his eyes slightly and heaved a frustrated sigh when their car passed through the black iron gate which was guarded heavily by the military who wore red uniforms and had guns in their hands and pistols tucked in their belts. "We've arrived."Alexander notified him.He rolled his eyes upon hearing his Beta's words.Ace knew what he was trying to do. "I know, right,"Ace said and a heavy sigh escaped from his lips. He looked at him with a raised brow and a mischievous smile on his lips.

This time, the driver’s voice was quick and rash. With that, I kept my mouth shut, assuming that he didn't like questions after his last response. Instead of focusing on what happened earlier, I tried to ignore it as I watched the car drive past a tall gate. The tall gate was colored black, and some people locked it as soon as the car drove past it. But inwardly, I knew that what happened earlier was a testament to my arrival at the Crescent Moon Pack.

"Open the doors. We have to pass." I said… Chloe walked to the door stubbornly. "I have seen wands and I have seen books, all magical, this is not the first neither shall it be the last. I am not intimidated by the magic you possess because the magic I possess surpasses yours and I shall prove it to you!" She said. We now looked from her to her mother who gave a smile and began to rub her hands together. "Well, I see Chloe is afraid you might let the book enter into the hands of our enemies who will in turn terminate her magic because the book holds powers that can do that. Do not for once think that I will watch you do that, my dear young people."

Maybe not even to myself. "Your family destroyed mine," I said instead. "This seems... poetic." She nodded slowly, like she'd expected that answer. "Three days, then." "Three days." She left, closing the door softly behind her. I stood there in the empty room, wondering what the hell I'd just agreed to. My phone buzzed, a text from Dec, Please tell me you didn't just do something monumentally stupid. I typed back, Define stupid. You know exactly what I mean. That was Elara Vance. VANCE. As in, your family's sworn enemy, as in, the granddaughter of the man who destroyed your grandfather.

When I got to the gatehouse I went in and pulled down the lever, grunting with the effort it took. With a loud creak, the gates budged and began to lift by measures. Panic surged through me as I willed the gates to lift faster, looking on as the enforcers had started to come back running at the sound of the gates lifting; Nayla wouldn't be able to hold them off this time. Heart in throat, I backed away as the burly warriors come charging towards me, some changing into their wolves mid air. The gates continued to lift slowly. "Hey!" An enforcer yelled, fast closing in on me. Panic became a living thing within me. I focused my gaze on him, and he instantly rose into the air, screaming, eyes wi

Then the forest broke, and Whiteclaw rose before me. But it was no longer the stronghold I remembered. Smoke curled above the walls, black against the sky. The air tasted of ash and iron. Then thunder shook the ground, not from the heavens, but from the gates themselves as they burst open. The enemy had come. Their banners whipped in the wind, dark wolves clawed into the fabric. Their march rolled forward in a tide of fur and steel. Wolves in full form lunged through the broken gates, teeth flashing, claws gouging deep trenches into the dirt.

"Men, Valor Keep is under siege. We know not their purpose, but it matters not. These dogs will regret ever setting foot in our territory! On my signal, brace the gates. Archers to the ramparts. We hold this line!" A chorus of "Sir, yes sir!" echoed around the packed courtyard. I nodded firmly, galvanized by their courage even against these impossible odds. Perhaps we could weather this storm yet. I looked to the crimson and gold banners undulating overhead in the rising wind, so bright against the iron sky. Valor had stood a thousand years and would stand a thousand more if I had any say. With a final battlecry, we lowered pikes and charged out to meet the invaders. What followed was brutal

The one with themes and a side of madness. The guard, a man my height and build, let me through. There were two others just like him standing at attention. I followed the map on the back of the five-by-three-inch, slim metal device; something Ed had sent to my office in advance. I was a dot, and yellow lights led me to my destination – a handheld GPS device. Beyond the doorway, there were no guards that one could see. There were cobblestone paths that led to rooms on the side, like a motel, or to other doors on the far side of the space, all of the exact same color, shape, and design.

“This is the fallout of something ancient.” Dante’s grip tightened. “Then we fight it together.” Aiden nodded weakly. But the vault wasn’t done. At the far end of the chamber, a new doorway slid open—quiet, smooth, ominous. Lit with a single line of silver light. Dante sighed. “…Of course it opens a creepy door.” Aiden swallowed. “It wants us to go deeper.” Dante pulled him close. “Then we go. But hear me—if anything inside tries to take you, talk to you, merge with you, borrow you, eat you or whisper cosmic poetry in your direction—I’m stabbing it.”

It appeared that Count David had grown tired of gazing at my disdainful expression; at last, he uttered, "Unbolt the gate and extend a warm greeting to our visitor." At his command, the soldiers standing behind him swiftly sprang into action. A mystical incantation echoed through the air, and the resounding clocks and clatters of the metal gate reverberated around us. The seemingly fragile city gate, when viewed from the outside, revealed itself to be over a meter thick. The gate was a curious blend of natural wood and enchanted steel, with only the initial few inches crafted from the former and the remainder fortified with the latter. [Reinforced Metal II]