Gateway To Devil's Triangle Novels & Stories

The astral whispers, a celestial symphony resonating through the cosmic realms, spoke of the gateway as the threshold to the very heart of Sterling Manor's timeless transformative power. With shared determination and cosmic anticipation, Victoria and Alexander crossed the threshold of the celestial gateway. The astral landscape unfolded into a celestial nexus bathed in an ethereal glow. Symbols on the walls, alive with transcendent luminescence, guided them towards an ancient altar that stood at the nexus's center.

Stella interfered. "Did you just say that you have created a hidden portal that will bring the devil back to earth?" Stella inquired. "Yes! I have created a portal which we will use to return back" Gerald replied with his bloody teeth. "So where can we locate this very portal?" Kambiri asked as Gerald gives out a deadly laugh. "You think am a fool!" Gerald shouted. "Don't bother looking for it, because it has been hidden in a place where no one can locate it" Gerald replied to Kambiri.

I see it as the simplest journey you could embark on. I asked Saint why do you have to say that.? Master it is a simple journey with Father by your side. He knows how to take you to the center of the Bermuda triangle and he would release you to land straight to the valley. And after your command, the valley would open the spiritual gate of the shadow of the valley so that you could enter to. To see the demon who has power over all humans who have been sacrificed to death.

On getting there, he met the Dutchmen doing their work. Jones, the Dutchmen's captain told Salazar to stop stealing the treasure that it belongs not to him but those that escaped this ship own it. Salazar said to them, no one can tell me what to do, or what not to do. Jones had to fight Salazer under the sea then but Salazar escaped with the treasure. After a couple of week, the two of them met in their ships at a dangerous place called the devil's triangle. The devil's triangle is a part of the Carribean sea with three giant rocks meeting themselves at one side thereby formed a triangle for the water coming in.

Its face bore no numbers, only the interlocking triangles she had seen in the journal and on the globe. Emma approached cautiously, her heart pounding. The ticking grew louder, as though the device sensed her presence. She reached out to touch it, but hesitated, the memory of the globe’s electric shock fresh in her mind. Instead, she retrieved the journal and flipped to the page detailing the activation mechanism. The diagram matched the device perfectly, the notes describing it as a "gateway." “A gateway to what?” Emma whispered.

"And because I owe you honesty, even if I'm several weeks too late in offering it." I put the call on speaker, gathering Ethan, Andy, and Matthias around the small table in the study, all of us listening as Mira's voice filled the room. "The gateway isn't simply hidden somewhere convenient," she said. "It's anchored to a specific location, tied to the original Springvale settlement, though not exactly where the village itself once stood. The old texts describe it as resting beneath what they called the Hollow, a place where the barrier between worlds has always run thinnest."

That's what he thought. "Samara is the keeper of the Gate of Praeterium. It is the gate to the past, the present and the future. She holds the three keys called praeteria. It would not work when one of the keys is missing. Keter is a sphinx who guards the Gate of Dimensia. It is the only way to travel to other dimensions, alternate reality, to different places and times. Cosmos is the keeper of the Gate of Caelum. The only gate for mortals, demons and dark creatures to enter the place of the Gods."

How could they dare to disobey Yang Xiao? They followed Yang Xiao all the way to the sixth floor of Golden Triangle of the Mumu. The outer regions of the devil triangle were divided into eight layers. The first five layers were relatively easy to break through. After arriving at the fifth floor, they did put quite a bit of effort into it. Although they didn't die, there were already people who started to leave behind wounds, and only after paying a certain price did they finally step into the range of the sixth floor. When they entered, they could hear horse hooves cursing.

"A Greenhouse…?" There was a flash of white, and then Clay was being held at gun point with the barrel loaded in two amethyst gems. "What're you doing here! This area is off limits to visitors." Damon all but growled with his boyish features and small freckles beneath his milk white skin. Sharp irises colliding with Clay's stunned orbs. To the boy's chagrin the shock quickly dissipated. "The chairman requested that I wait here… Damon, I’m guessing." .

“Return to the world of men. Forget the blood. Forget the beast.” I reached for the obsidian stone. It was burning against my skin, but I didn’t pull away. I closed my eyes and stopped fighting the images. Instead, I dove into them. I didn’t look at the cellar as a prison; I looked at it as the place where I first felt the spark of the Devil. I didn’t look at the silver as pain; I looked at it as the price I paid to save my mate. I found the memory of Girard’s touch in the study—the way his hands had claimed me, the way his soul had recognized mine before his mind even knew my name.