Gate Worlds Novels & Stories

One thing for sure, it was way too big to be just a penthouse but who am I to argue? " Don't be deceived by the size and the exquisite decorations. It's made out of recycled materials so it's pretty much affordable." " It is? Double wow." I mouthed. He chuckled and tussled my hair. Electronically opening the gate, we drove in and we parked at the garage. There I also noticed there was a car in it. Packed for a boys camp out. We got out of the car and walked to the main entrance where he put in the house password and just like that, the door opened and we walked in.

Rook frowned. "Drawn too?" Lazarus asked. "She went into some kind of trance and ended up in front of that gate, reaching out to touch it. Sin Stopped her from trying to open it." Rook shared. “Do you know what’s in there?” I asked him. “Nothing different from the other gates aside from what sin they harvest their. I can talk to the villages and see what I can find out.” The gates led to different areas and villages in hell, each village helped to harvest the sins and guard the gates. The only other way to get there was to cross open fields, which brought the danger of being eaten by dragons.

I kind of hate admitting that he can look at them with a different perspective than I can, but I really need his input on this. I slowly look through the book, using my phone to translate anything that seems promising. I should have left this with Lucas and taken the files for myself. In school, we learned that there are several places on earth that are thought to be gates to Hell. A few have supernatural features to them and are guarded by the covens in the area. But they are no more than portals to hidden worlds, like our Covenstead. A gate to Hell wouldn’t be anything but accessible, and opening one requires a hell of a lot of power.

“Because it’s Hades realm and the god of the underworld is Agron’s brother…plus there is the simple fact that most of hell’s foundation is pure black obsidian, enough obsidian to temporarily render her powerless” “Fuck! How do we get to hell?” Jayden had asked. “There are a few gates scattered around the world. But I would have to ask around if anyone has heard anything and also about the location of the gates.” He had said. It took us another three days to come up with a war plan and to also locate the gates of hell. There really wasn’t much of a plan no matter how we went about it. The only one we had was to use the element of surprise.

And that’s when we see it, the Gaia symbol is burnt into the palm of my hand, just like Rainn’s. My eyes widened as I look from it to hers, “How…” But I don’t have the words. I look over at her eyes and see the questioning look lurking there, “Rainn, who’s Groban?” her brows instantly furrowed as she gulped, “Who’s Laya?” And at that exact moment, my bedroom door flings open and my mother gasps as she stares at our current state, “Mom!” I almost yell as I yank the blanket over us, covering us completely. But that’s not what I’m concerned about, not really.

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."

I just rolled my eyes, " Yeah, of course believing you eat octopus bones is crazy after one travels through a portal to a different planet and then rides on a flying pegasus. You know all the obvious stuff. I see, where you are coming from. How silly of me." Jude just giggles at my snide remark and I couldn't help but smile back at him. " So how many gates are there exactly? " " Just two main gates. There is mainly forest and farmland between gate one and gate two. After this when we cross the second gate residence area starts." " Make sense, sounds very systematic." " It is and also very secure." I just continued asking him as many insignificant questions as I can and chit-chatting about va

They’ve breached the outer walls, their armor and skin gleaming, their weapons soaked in the multi-colored blood of the evil creatures they’re cutting down. “We need to get inside while they’re occupied,” Rowen says as we run toward the gates. “Before reinforcements show up.” “Anyone see a way in?” Alexander asks, scanning the structure. The gates are obvious—two massive obsidian stone doors, smooth and polished to a mirror shine. They gleam in the combined glow of hellfire and angelic light. You can see where they’ll part, but there’s no handle, no lock, no seam to manipulate. The clash of war echoes around us, the sky full of cries and steel. I see the four Thrones fly out to meet three fi

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.

Soon, she would heal and the trail would die. “Prince Stone, it is an unexpected honor,” A guard snapped a salute at me, as I entered the building that housed the Gate. Gates were positioned in countless places around the human world and manned by fae of different houses. They were there to provide sanctuary to the fae who requested it, or stop and detain those who were fleeing. Humans couldn’t see them, which was good for them, as wandering through a Gate would send them to the Fae world, from which, they would never return.