روايات وقصص ضمن Gate Novel Series

He must exit via the gate to the human realm. Before him are four gates: human, supernatural, gods, and hell. Colton must choose the correct gate. I see him pause and look . Gate One has roses without thorns perfect in every way. I hear his thoughts. ‘Too perfect, my world has both beauty and pain.’ I smile. Gate two is covered in purple and gold roses with thorns. ‘Magical like the supernatural realm.’ Again I smile. Third gate burns but red roses covering it don’t. ‘Maybe but I should look at the fourth to be sure.’

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?"

I commanded, my voice echoing off the stone walls. Kael stepped forward carefully. Smart boy. I wasn't known for patience when things went wrong, and tonight had been a complete disaster. "The gate is destroyed, my lord," he began. "Completely gone. The Nightbane boy failed to reach our realm." "I know that already." Each word came out like ice shards. "Tell me something useful." Kael's throat moved as he swallowed hard. "It wasn't an accident, my lord. The gate was sabotaged." Now this was interesting. I stepped closer, watching how his hands trembled. Fear rolled off him in waves, but underneath it was something else. Excitement.

Before I got out of my car, I called Adamson and told him to come find me if he did not hear from me within two hours. Shannon had his guards search my body and ensure no one was following me. “You sure are being careful,” I said sarcastically to the guards. Unfortunately for them, they could never find the hidden cameras in my contacts. Shannon smirked lazily at me. “Remember what I said, Weston? See, you came after all.” I glanced at him. “Where’s Gwen?”

The path curved sharply, then— A tall metal gate rose in front of them, dark and cold, guarded by two cameras. Nathan stopped the car. “Stay quiet. I’ll try the codes.” Noah leaned closer as Nathan typed the first sequence. Nothing. Another code. Still nothing. “Nathan…” Noah whispered. “Wait.” Nathan typed a longer string of numbers. Silence. Then— Click. The gate slid open. Noah let out a shaky breath. “You’re brilliant.” Nathan gave a humorless smile. “No. Victoria is just predictable.” They drove in. The gate closed behind them with a heavy thud.

POV DARLENE The White-Emerald Gate of the Twenty-First Cycle did not just stand before us; it roared. It was a vacuum of absolute potential, a threshold where the "Grey Virus" of our evolution was finally being distilled into the Sovereign Code. As I stood on the edge of the Garden of the Scorned, the black-ink Thirteen on my hand pulsed with a cold, rhythmic warning. The symmetry was complete, but the cost was a jagged, hollow ache in my chest that no sunset-gold fire could warm.

“What’s stronger than a cult leader with Gateborn blood?” Dante answered. “A Gate without one.” Seraphina stared at the page. “It’s waking up.” They all turned to her. “The Gate,” she whispered. “The one beneath Velshar. The one even my mother refused to speak of. The first.” Eveline paled. “You mean—” “Yes,” Seraphina said. “The Origin Gate.” --- They rode that night. Seraphina, Dante, Eveline, Lucien, and a dozen Flame Guard elite.

“Gavin’s signal pinged thirty minutes ago. He’s already inside.” Chloe’s fingers tightened around her coat. “Inside?” “Relax,” Nina said. “He’s probably keeping an eye on your father’s staff.” But I could hear the doubt in her tone….the same one I felt crawling down my spine. The road curved sharply, revealing the iron gates ahead. Through the mist, I could make out figures….two guards, motionless, facing the approaching car. Nina leaned forward. “That’s odd.” “What?” I asked. “They’re not moving to stop us.”

Gavin Danvers, who’d avoided her since he’d been so awkward at the farm-to-table festival earlier in the spring. Not only had Gavin fallen on top of her to keep a ball from hitting her, but he’d looked at her lips for an intensely long moment—like he’d wanted to kiss her. Until he’d sprung up like he’d been scalded and had subsequently avoided her. Considering Heron’s Landing was ridiculously tiny, avoiding a particular person took a lot of effort. And Kat had definitely noticed Gavin’s effort in this regard. Gavin was the black sheep of the Danvers’ family. While his brother Adam Danvers ran the family vineyard, Gavin had moved away with his wife and daughter years ago. But now Gavin was ba

" But I did, so don't go thinking otherwise... Bye." " Bye," he muttered. I smiled and waved back at him, before entering through the gate. I can't believe I just pulled that off. Hanging out with the same brothers on the same down and not freaking out. Gosh, I am crazy. . . . Darren's P. O. V