Gate Novel Series Novels & Stories

Fin makes no more mention of patrol wolves and I don't know if it is either because he doesn't see them or because they are no longer there. Most likely the former. All too soon and still not soon enough, we arrive at the gates. “Hold up,” I say as I get out of the car and walk up to the gates. “Alpha Viktor,” Gaines says with a somewhat aggrieved but scornful tone. “Welcome.” “Open the gate Gaines, I have no time to play with you today.” He scoffs in derision before he turns towards the keypad while I head back to the car. “A friend of yours?” Sven asks as the car drives through the gates.

As we approached the first celestial gateway, the mysterious figure's voice resonated, "Guardians, the cosmic keys await your touch. Choose the gateway that calls to your celestial essence, and the truths within shall illuminate the next chapter of your cosmic journey." The celestial gateways shimmered with cosmic energies, each beckoning with a unique allure. Richard and I exchanged a glance, ready to step into the unknown and embrace the cosmic revelations that awaited beyond the thresholds of celestial understanding. The cosmic gateways pulsed with radiant energy, and Richard and I faced the cosmic choices laid before us. "Elain, these gateways hold the stories of our destinies. Which one

Behind us, the plaza moaned—distant drones dragging themselves out of rubble, sirens wailing in a broken loop, the ever-present hum of the dying city. Beside me, my skin still tingled where Corvin’s hands had been. My ribs ached under the fresh bandage. His warmth felt like an echo in the narrow doorway we’d just left. The almost-kiss clung to the back of my mind, unhelpfully vivid. “Okay,” Jax said, drawing in a breath. “So. Talking doors. That’s new. Does anyone have the cheat code?” “There’s no code,” Grant said grimly. “They mean it. You don’t get in unless the Gate’s fed.”

He said and they quickly went down the stairs to Emilio's car. With as much speed as he could afford to drive with, without drawing g too much attention, Emilio drove u til they reached The Gate. The Gate was a gate, but it was not just any ordinary gate, even though it seemed like one to people who didn't know. The Gate was the only gateway to the human realm and back. It was located at the very edge of their borders and they were lucky enough that their pack was close to it. Getting through the gate would bring you to a very similar gate at the other side, but in the human realm. Only a selected few knew about this, so people wouldn't keep coming and going and end up putting the werewolf r

He nodded once and returned upstairs to the mother and the infant. We rode back through the late light. Riven kept the sealed copies close. The two we left behind would report through the coalition channel, not through open road talk. The network had tested a second gate on the same mark. That meant the stand-down line on our strip was local, not universal. Elias met me at our inner gate after dark. Rowan was asleep in the suite. The bond carried Elias’s relief at the living birth and the harder edge that came with the matched mark.

But before they crossed— Eva's voice suddenly came through the network. “Wait.” Elena stopped. “Eva?” Her voice sounded frightened. “Don't enter the network.” “Why?” A long silence. Then Eva whispered: “Because I just saw what happens next.” The Gate began closing. Elena stared. “What did you see?” Eva's final words echoed through the chamber. “You don't destroy the Covenant.” A pause. “You become it.”

Real people with three generations of family names in old records and brothers they wanted to come home to and ordinary lives that existed on the other side of this morning. I was not going to lose them carelessly. Gareth appeared at my left shoulder. "Eastern gate is holding first contact," he said quietly. "Rowan has them." I nodded. "Southern approach is quiet so far," he said. "Dara reports no movement yet." "He will wait on the south," I said. "He wants to see how the eastern gate responds before he commits the contingency." "Yes," Gareth said. "That is what we think."

she whispered. “They’re waiting for something.” They broke through the forest into a clearing made of crystal and bone. In the center stood a massive stone gate—curved like an ancient archway, pulsing with blue veins of light. The Gate. She knew it before she even touched it. This was what the Hollow wanted. What it had always wanted. Her. Here. At the Gate’s threshold. Because she wasn’t just the key. She was the Gate. The arch hummed when she approached, and Kael grabbed her wrist.

The air in the room suddenly felt thick, charged with the scent of pine and raw, predatory aggression. ​"That's impossible," Orion growled, his voice a low vibration that seemed to shake the very bookshelves. He stepped forward, his massive chest heaving. "That gate is reinforced with three-inch thick silver plating and ancient Thorne blood-seals. It hasn't been opened since the Great War. It’s only accessible by those with the highest security clearance in the North." ​"Then one of your Council members is a liar," Caleb said. His voice was dropping into that low, predatory register that made the hair on Elara’s neck stand up.

I stood at the edge of the ruins with Darion's hand in mine and watched each of those minutes pass and tried every calculation I had and found nothing that reached a different answer in the time available. At the eight minute mark the cold light from the gateway sharpened. At the nine minute mark a sound came through it. Distant and deep and enormous, the sound of something very large beginning to move. At ten minutes exactly, Kieran lowered his hands. The gateway was open. Fully, completely, permanently open. The first of them came through.