Gateway To Devil's Triangle Novels & Stories

Machines meant not to kill, but to unmake. A voice echoed—Larkam’s, distant and grim. “To prepare his armies to crush the gates of Heaven, the Devil forged a gateway. A cursed mirror. A portal. It allowed demons to slip through—not to kill, but to split the soul. To rip away purity… and devour what remained. But the Devil miscalculated.” Earth, Eons Ago The world was new. Silent. Untouched. But beneath the cliffs, in the shadowed places, things slithered—demonic forms biding their time for man’s arrival.

They made love under the night sky, bodies joined, hearts entangled. The declaration had ignited the flames. Now the underworld would learn exactly how dangerous the devil became when he loved.

Just clenched her fists tighter. "What’s your name?" Her voice cracked. "Sarah." I stared at her. Her eyes welled with tears... and for the first time in a long time, my heart did something strange. It twisted. "I... I want to leave," she whispered. "Please. Just take me away from here." I hesitated. Then nodded. "Yeah. I’ll get you out of here." Jackson drove us off, the city shrinking behind us. I’ve lived a double life for years... CEO by day, mafia lord by night. I’ve never mixed business with sentiment. Never cared.

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!

”Nice flowers.” Wendy commended as soon as Rebecca entered the room. Rebecca on the other hand didn’t pay attention to what was said. She was lost in a world of her own thought. She didn’t see the face of the biker, but from the sound of his voice, she could tell who it was. It was a voice she would recognize anytime, any day. The voice of the devil who haunts her in her dream. A pat on the shoulder brought her back to reality. She jerked and the flower slipped from her hands, but Wendy caught it before it could fall to the floor.

A painted sign read DH Tower, and a low iron gate opened for them. The place surprised Daniel every time. Up close, the building wasn't a fortress; it was an economy of edges; first floor like a flea market, neon-tinted stalls selling noodles, cigarettes, knockoff tchotchkes. People moved through it with the half-privacy of people who lived two lives. The second floor smelled of sweat and cheap whiskey: a gambling den carved next to a low-ceilinged boxing gym where men kicked at heavy bags and laughed too loudly. At the top was a terrace that looked every bit like a watchtower: a ragged circle of concrete and corrugated metal with a view over the docks and the river. It was a hideout built t

I had enough to deal with right now, I don't need a love triangle mixed into it. Ruby finally came into the room a little while later holding the book and she had a really horrible look on her face. "What's wrong?" I asked. "I think I just found out how they made it into our Kingdom." She says. "Well, don't keep us in suspense. How?" Jackson asked. "The Land of Darkness is also called Hitch Hikers. They will piggyback off of a portal and follow people through without the people knowing." She says. And I looked at Jackson.

Like static. She groped for the iron gate. The metal was ice-cold beneath her fingers. As she pushed it open, the sound—the strange, static hum—grew louder. The storm should have been roaring around them, the wind howling, but instead… It seemed as if the world had been hushed. Alex followed her inside the gate, his hand resting near the revolver at his waist. He didn’t trust this location. She didn't either. As she entered the entrance hall, her breath caught in her throat.

James opened the back door and gestured for Aiden to get in. The drive was silent and uncomfortable. Aiden kept his eyes on the window, watching the city give way to suburbs, then to larger properties with gates and security cameras. When they finally pulled up to the massive iron gate, Aiden's stomach dropped. He was back to the manor. The same one where he was being held hostage, where Vito had made him sign away everything. The gate opened, and they drove up the long driveway lined with trees. When James parked and turned off the engine, Aiden just sat there for a moment.

All of his men had taken their positions and he believed that Luther wouldn't have any way around rather than surrendering in front of him. Passing the tunnel slowly, they all found a gate which was the backyard gate of Luther's secret mansion. Afraid that it might have any sensor to detect outsiders, Asher played a trick in that place. He brought the fingerprints of that young man to enter through the gate. Since he was a member of this gang, they wouldn't detect him as outsider. Veronica watched amusingly as Asher passed through the gate. Her lips couldn't help but twitching in amusement when she saw that Asher had brought fingermarks to open the gate.