Gate Light Novel Novels & Stories

August arrives at the empress chamber's front door and asks Betty, the empress's personal maid, if the Empress is already sleeping. "Your Majesty, the empress is not yet asleep; instead, she requests books to read." "I see..." August said as he entered the room. He notices how dark the room is, and the single candle that is lit is near to the king size bed. "Are those some books that I requested?" "This story book is kind of interesting," Valerie continued as she waits for Betty's response, which she expects to be Betty. “Betty?” she called, noticing she hadn't gotten an answer in a minute.

I am seriously regretting this game I started. There is nothing I can do tonight, so I slowly rise from the hard floor and dust myself off. I eat a light dinner and make a cup of hot tea. Next, I head upstairs to take a long bath. I begin filling the clawtooth tub with warm water and add in some of my favorite rose bath oils before lighting candles around the room. This is my sanctuary and exactly what I need right now. I lean my head back and breathe in the rose and amber from the candles as Frank Sinatra’s smooth melodic voice fills the room. I was just about to drift off to sleep when suddenly I felt a shift in the atmosphere. Power, raw angry power was headed my way. I see no point in ge

- she added, winking at him, so soon they both left Samael's office and headed for the bedroom. As soon as the door closed behind them, Lilith clung to him like a ravenous vampire. Their kisses were hot and greedy, on the way to bed they knocked over a few chairs and rubbed against the wall few times, they were so preoccupied with each other. The hands of each of them ran over the body of the other, rediscovering themselves.

Marretje adds when she sees me stare longer than necessary at the books; little does she know that I have less interest in reading. I have my hands on the drawing in no time, my fingers neatly trailing the stained, softened edges of the paper. Something about the rough sketch etches a feeling of familiarity with it, but I am not certain if Katelyn once showed it to me. Without warning, my head pulls back and my hands freeze, a bright white light flashing in front of my eyes before I could blink twice. My neck seems to snap from the force that is. I am lost—somewhere in a cold acre full of ice and snow, so much snow that I struggle to keep my legs steady.

Do I? “Close you eyes and listen to what you are being told.” I look at her like she has lost her mind, but I do as instructed and close my eyes. Drowning out all the surrounding noise. Meditating as it were. I hear it, I feel it. The call and hum of the Gate. The Gate is a portal. My eyes snap open and I smile at her and she pouts her arms crossed over her chest. Cece is looking bored as she looks around. She hasn’t changed.

Both of us looked around but all we could see was the mirror, the cage, and a small jewel. " Gate? Where?" Hikaru asks as he picks up the jewel and the cage while looking closely at the metal ground but didn't see anything resembling a gate. " Enter Version grantee. Grantee authentic, opening gate." V1's voice echoes throughout the arena. An ancient rune appears on the ground filling the whole arena with its cryptic writing and as soon as it did, huge old wooden black gates appear and slowly open. " Oh! That gate..." Hikaru nodded, impressed at the gates appearing out of nowhere. Both of us looked through the gates to try to see what creature was lurking within it, but we were greeted with j

Symbols similar to those in Anna’s book glowed faintly on its surface. “This must be it,” Anna said, her voice filled with a mix of relief and apprehension. Ryan approached the gate, running his fingers over the symbols. “So… how do we open it?” Anna stepped forward, holding the book up to the gate. The symbols on the gate began to glow brighter, matching the book’s light. With a deep rumble, the gate slowly opened, revealing a chamber bathed in ethereal light. Inside stood the guides—three ghostly figures cloaked in shimmering robes. Their faces were obscured, but their presence exuded a sense of ancient wisdom.

The walk to Melvina's place was not that far and the sun was quite friendly. "The one with the blue gate." I reminisce on what she told me yesterday. I walked over to the gate as I was sweating already. Fuck! No amount of walk is too small. I thought... I knocked on the gate, minute later I heard footsteps approaching me. The gate man opened the door slowly as I waited nervously. "Good morning Sir." I said anxiously while looking at the man standing with a strict look. "Are you Daisy?" He asked without answering my greetings and I nodded.

Rushing towards it, she notices a small indentation on its surface that matches one of the symbols on the gate. Without hesitation, she reaches into her pocket, retrieving the Moonstone. As she places it in the indentation, a brilliant burst of light illuminates the chamber, causing the symbols on the gate to glow with an ethereal energy. The gate creaks open, revealing a path that leads to the outside world. With the danger escalating behind them, Amelia urges everyone to move swiftly. As they step through the gateway, they are greeted by a breathtaking sight.

The symbols flared white, and the sound that ensued was not a sound at all, but rather a deep, old pulse that moved through the atmosphere like a heartbeat. The Gate trembled. Sheets of snow tumbled down from the fractured surrounding it. With a faint silver glow in his eyes, Silas raised a hand. "The key is her." Without her, you can't fight it. I yelled, "Then you'd better tell me how." He looked at me. "Not in this location. Not quite yet. The Gate is more than a doorway. It's a recollection. Additionally, memories need to be inserted with caution. "You think I'll enter that situation unprepared?"