Gate Fanfic Novels & Stories

Instantaneously, a purple-gold gate materialized, emitting an expansive, Anonymous Gas. James waved his hand, and Thea, carried by two dragons, vanished into the gate’s radiant lights. “What sorcery is this?” Taichu gasped, hand over mouth. Marius’ eyes widened in shock as he witnessed the gate’s closure. “He can use that mysterious energy to open a spatial gate? Could this mean a sixth gate is about to appear?” “A sixth gate?” Taichi’s disbelief was palpable. As the gate disappeared, James directed his gaze toward Gryphon, who hovered above.

And in another minute the Gatekeeper vanished out of thin air — Mayari Tabbu sent him to send a message to the others and she hoped that the Goddess of fate would begin to play fair. =================== “What are you doing here?” Luntian asked, confused and all as she stared at the Gatekeeper who always seemed like he’s bored or out of his mind. They were about to climb on the last wall that separates the Central land from the thicket forest of the East. “Why are you just standing there?”

We turn to see Estella standing close to the open gate. “That wasn’t open before.” I roll my eyes, “Your brain cells are getting in the way of knowing that she opened it.” “My brain cells are fine, Minerva. Just tell me that you want one of them in to your head and I’ll understand. I’ll probably look for a male to give you.” “I don’t think there are any males in there and I don’t want any of your brain cells in me.” Gwen narrows her eyes at me, “That’s alright, my brain cells don’t want to be in your brain.”

Jay whispered back, his voice thick with emotion. He turned his head to see Elijah's eyes, and in their sleepy warmth, he saw everything he could ever need. A gentle thumb brushed over his cheekbone, a silent caress that spoke more than words ever could. This wasn’t just waking up together; it was waking up to a world made better by the presence of the other. The morning was theirs alone, and in the stillness, a new kind of quiet happiness bloomed between them.

I said, rattling the gate as I pulled at him. Here is the link to my facebook fan page https://www.facebook.com/rishanovel/

“Your world and book are about to end, as the very last loop will open the book of the other him. As the time comes, we will be there to collect my feathers and gift you with the light. Until then, take care of this very memory, Daniela.” With those words and the end tone that calls her name. Everything vanishes as it all turns into the feather that she finds the moment that they enter the gate and is now needed to keep. With Arius now standing behind her with the smile and expression that tells his story. The gate appears as he waves his scythe, all as they two needed to meet that one. “Shall we?”

Choose. The bridge beneath us trembled. I stumbled, but Auren caught me — his touch sparking a rush of power so sharp it stole my breath. The bond screamed between us, not with pain this time, but with need. I felt it — his heartbeat syncing to mine, the ancient rhythm of the bloodline threading through our veins. He leaned closer, his breath ghosting over my ear. “It’s trying to crown one of us. That’s what the Gate wants.” “Crown?” I echoed.

He pulled the gate key from his inner pockets "Do you know one of the perks of having a donor father? You gain access to everything." He unlocked the gate and waited for me to enter. Night flies flew around, buzzing quietly. Fireflies illuminated the night, making some of the flowers sparkle under the moonlight. "Woah, it's beautiful!" I gasped. Viper merely scoffed. "Base instincts. I rest my case!"

he said "stay away from Lucy, this is between the both of us" I said "okay fine but I want you to introduce me to her" he said "why should I", I asked " don't play that game with me unless you want me to blow your cover" he said " okay fine is that all you want?", I asked "as her father", he replied " what the hell!!!", I cursed " are you crazy" I asked "that girl is almost sixteen" I said

Finn Kieran leads the charge to the heavy, beaten-copper gate at the top of the winding, shell-strewn path. I do my damnedest not to choke on my heart, which seems to have taken up permanent residence in my throat. I also give myself the gift of not looking at Elian. Even in just my peripheral vision, I can see him looking back and forth between my face at the gate, primed to attempt to guess which of the eligible young men inside forced me to open up to him.