Gate Worlds Novels & Stories

I was here to change that, to win the impossible battle and design my own throne. Approaching the wrought-iron gates, I noted the intricate designs of wolves in mid-howl and moons in various phases—each symbol telling the story of battles fought and won. A thrill ran through me. This was it, the beginning of my journey to claim the leadership denied to me by birthright. With a final glance at the towering structure before me, I stepped forward, crossed the iron gates, and walked through the green clearing. Each step filled me with excitement and happiness until a group of seven or eight male wolves burst out of the large door of the edifice, some stumbling in their haste, their expressions f

"They shouldn't be advancing this quickly." "I saw the Gate," I said without introduction. "The Celestial Gate. It was opening." Isa's face went carefully blank, but my improved senses caught her spike of fear. My markings tingled, suddenly giving me insight I'd never had before—she was hiding something important. "Tell me what you know," I demanded, moving closer. "What is the Gate really for? What happens if it opens completely?" "It's a portal," she said slowly. "Between realms."

"Sometime after the last guard rotation. She didn't scream. Didn't cry. It's like she wasn't even here anymore." Veyra stepped closer, studying the symbol. Her blood pulsed with a deep, uncanny rhythm as she reached out, not touching, just feeling the pull of something ancient and wrong. "This is a Soul Gate," she whispered. Jon's brow furrowed. "What?" "Mother used to speak of them—only in passing. Portals carved in sacrifice. Not of magic, but of soul. The Order... they're trying to open a passage. Not between lands. Between realms."

I would have to face her after years of avoiding contact. I contemplated running away but my options were limited. The human world was a long way from here and even I wanted to leave, the gateway was locked to everybody but my father and whoever he chose to let through. The enchantment binding the gateway I was told was strong and could not be broken by brute force. It was no ordinary gateway after all. It was magical, nothing like a gate but more of a path, a mystical road connecting two worlds that were never meant to meet. The enchanted gateway was, as the name suggested enchanting. It was a path deep in the woods that opened up when summoned by the alpha of the pack. Some believe it wasn

I just finished writing it last night. [Remember to download it.] When I saw that his wedding gift for me was the introduction to String Theory, I laughed. His idea of romance was always so hardcore. I leaned back against my seat and closed my eyes. The nightmare that had tormented me for my entire youth had finally disappeared. All those people and troublesome things in the past had become dust. My world was no longer restricted to that small town, but it was a wide galaxy filled with the endless unknown. It was the ultimate romance of physics, and I would need to explore it my entire life.

As the echoes faded, the silver veins in the earth began to pulse faster, spreading outward like wildfire toward the Gate. The wind screamed through the gorge as Kaelen crested the ridge. The world below no longer looked like the valley he’d sworn to protect. The ground pulsed with veins of light, rivers of silver snaking between shattered stones. The air shimmered like molten glass, bending and breaking the rain into prisms. And at the center of it all stood the Gate—a colossal arch of fractured crystal half-buried in the mountain. Its surface rippled like water, reflecting skies that didn’t belong to this world.