Gate Novel Series Novels & Stories

His coat was torn, his jaw bruised, but he stood like a soldier who’d already won the war. “Ronan?” My voice came out a whisper. “How—?” “The Gate doesn’t just open one door,” he said. “It opens all of them.” He stepped closer. The air between us crackled. My mark responded instantly — a flare of red and gold, answering some invisible thread that connected us. I backed away. “You shouldn’t be here.” He gave a low, humorless laugh. “Funny. Vale said the same thing about you.” “Vale—” I started, but the name caught in my throat. “He didn’t make it through?”

They all shuddered at his ruthlessness. “How can we trust you that you will also let our world go?” Arlen asked. “After all, our world still has the Gate.” he said. They nodded in agreement with what Arlen said. “You don’t know?” Nicht looked at them in surprise. “You only have to kill the guardian of the Gate so that the Gate would also disappear.” He answered. They were stunned. Nicht maliciously smiled. “So you don’t know…” he muttered. “The Gate only appears because someone was born to guard it. In short, its guardian was born.” He said. “Kill its guardian and the Gate disappears!” he told them.

It came from them all, every adult and child, like a high pitched frequency that resonated in the depths of Sally’s own soul. The Gate had opened. Matthew McCavendish’s greatest fear had come to pass. The Gate had opened between this world and the worlds beyond, the worlds he had written of in his journal. The Gate was supposed to free the souls that passed through it from the prison of Creation. That’s what Matthew had written in his journal. But the Gate wasn’t opening in the worlds beyond, it was opening in this one, and the souls that passed through it had to run a very deadly gauntlet first.

Evelyn noticed first. "What is it?" The Guardian slowly pointed toward a faded symbol. A mark nearly erased by time. Althea leaned closer. The symbol resembled a circle surrounded by seven smaller circles. Nothing remarkable. At least initially. The Guardian's face had gone pale. "The Seven Gates." Silence. Nobody moved. Then Evelyn whispered: "No." The Guardian nodded. "Yes." Varis frowned. "I don't understand." The Guardian looked up. His expression grim. "The First Path was never one doorway."

The gateman and the driver were staring at us in bewilderment. 'Adamu, please open the gate.' Mom said as soon as she entered the car. 'Aah Aah. Madam, Abeg take am easy. Make Oga come first.' 'Open the Gate, my friend.' He jumped at the intensity of her voice and he exchanged a brief glance with the driver before he opened the gate. She zoomed off without a backward glance. 'Uthman, wetin happen? Why Madam dey pack comot?'

He whirls toward me, disbelief flashing across his face. “Saphira” But then My phone buzzes again. A new message. STOP HIM OR I’LL TAKE HIM NEXT. My stomach drops. Not me. Not even the man who might be alive. Him. Caleb. Before I can react, a sharp metallic screech rips through the air and the massive steel gate at the far end of the garage begins to slide open on its own. No one touched it. No one commanded it. A cold wind rushes in from the darkness beyond the gate

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.

Kael POV I stood by the gatehouse, my fingers tapping against the rough stone wall. The guards were stationed in their usual positions, standing alert, yet there was an unspoken tension in the air that seemed to ripple out from me. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was coming, something that had been building for days now, like a storm on the horizon. Gus had just handed me the car keys, a small, insignificant thing that he passed with a nod as we discussed the need for more patrols. But the conversation felt hollow, like I was reaching for something that had slipped through my fingers.

A single tear rolled down my mom’s cheek. “A spy from Kaihu and thought to be a trusted friend to your father entered the court where your father was dining with a few diplomats along with Galen. Your dad stood to greet his friend, then in front of his guests, was shot and murdered. Galen here,” She indicated him as he stood there watching me for my reaction to all this. “In all the chaos was able to escape and get through the gateway portal and make it here to tell us.” “Wait, what?” I said shaking my head, “Gateway? What, gateway? And what union?”

She then took a step back and circled the dome, her eyes wandering over to the niches on the walls, carved in the symbol of the guardians chosen to protect what they must hold dear the most. Then stopped as her eyes landed on the niche on the wall with an intricate carving of a wave. As the symbol gave off a small but weak glow as a sign that a guardian had been chosen. “How interesting...” she murmured. “Wonder what will happen...” “I didn’t expect you to come back here so soon.” a voice spoke as it let out a chuckle. “Not after what you’ve done.” She quickly whipped her head, her eyes searching for the voice who had addressed her so plainly without considering what she could do in the situ