Gate Novels & Stories

I bolt out of the van alongside her as we both run towards a little gate, I look around the gate as others walks in but the only thing I could see is a vast land wide and empty just grasses with no sign of life, A lady scans me and points a red light at my head before looking suspiciously back at me, she contacts someobe as I see her tap on her earpod, "She has no serial number, check her database quick" She looks back at me with a smile the red light turning green, "Welcome soldier" she says In a nice tone at me giving me acces to pass through the tiny gate big enough for nothing more than two pe

Aaron stood near the control panel by the door, staring at the screen like it had just insulted him. Kael stepped into the hallway a second later, closing Vera’s door behind him. His face was calm again, but the air around him still carried the heat of the moment he had just left. “What is it?” Kael asked quietly. Aaron pointed at the monitor. “You need to see this.” Kael walked over. His eyes narrowed the moment he saw the gate camera. For a second… he didn’t say anything.

Suddenly, did something unnecessary like that. When the hotel staff opened the bathroom door. Daisy was lying in the hot warm in the bathtub, her face seemed relaxed. There were people interrupting her relaxing, Daisy was really surprised. She sat up in a hurry, quickly asked “what’s wrong?” Dash really wanted to eat Daisy, taught her a lesson but the hotel staff tried to avoid fighting “She is Ok. That is great. Don’t need to be angry.” After that the hotel staff left. Dash rushed into the bathroom like the wind. Daisy got out of the bathroom from inside. By inertia, Daisy fell into Dash's arms, both of them plopped down on the cold floor.

The car stopped in front of a glassy gate which I assume to be our destination. After the security check, they open the gate and Mike keeps driving. Just when I thought I've seen it all, Mike parked in front of a huge mansion. Everything about this place screams money! I can't help but gasp at the sight of the beautiful castle standing right in front of me. Of course, Mike didn't miss the surprised look on my face, as he smiled at me through the front mirror.

She was directed into an elevator and as the doors of the penthouse opened Jane almost dropped her jaw ' It seems like I've been living under a rock ' " You must be Ms. Walker. My name is Rose " A short woman in her early 50s welcomed her with a smile. " Pleasure to meet you " " Niklaus is waiting for you in the gym, downstairs first door on your left " Rose informed. " Thank you " Jane walked down the empty hallway while inspecting the world through the spotless windows on her right. Stopping in front of a black door, Jane opened it slightly and her eyes settled on a man punching a sandbag busily.

"What the fuck?" Laura yelled. She was not standing or sitting on anything. In fact, she didn't even have a shadow. What's going on? [Welcome to the G System alpha release 1.0. During the initiation phase, tutorials may not be skipped. Please press next to continue.] Laura blinked at the pop-out screen in front of her. This looked very similar to the touch screens that she used to get her train passes topped up except, it was cooler. the moment the ex-dirt racer hit "next", the screen blurred for a moment and the words changed.

The wrought-iron gate is intricately designed with swirling patterns, creating an elegant yet imposing entrance to the property. Considering the size of the place and the beautiful drive way, I’ll say this people is filthy rich. As I pull up closer, I notice the driveway is framed by tall, perfectly trimmed hedges, adding to the sense of grandeur and exclusivity. Next to the tall gate I spot a name plate J.J.G, must be the initials of the owner. I kill the engine and slide out of my car, I rush to the gate and dump the package in the middle of the driveway. Just as the gat

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I can’t imagine the kind of joy of all three of those things working out. As we pull up to the house we bought for Nova and the driver shows our ID to the guards I feel a bot more relaxed knowing he is doing what we told him. Everyone, even us, needs to be checked before they enter. We all had to place our thumbs on a print scanner before he could let us in.

A battered Latin missal with so many ribbons it looked like a birthday cake. A gust walked the corridor outside, shoved its shoulder against the door. The crucifix above the desk creaked on its nail. Frank and Gabe both looked up, then at each other, and neither of them smiled. Gabe’s phone rattled on the desk—PAL. He answered. “Talk.”