Ghost Gate Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

And those ghosts who had a chance of it but rejected it could not recall any information about the door to the afterlife. It was as if they rejected the door on their first day, anything about it in their first encounter would be deleted from their memory soul. They could only remember about it in their second encounter. But the chance was not for them but for the green soul. But if granda refused it on her first day, the door to the afterlife should not appear again, that was based on what everyone knows. However, grandma could still feel the door to the afterlife even though her first day passed. What was going on?

" Wow! It doesn't seem like she can see ghosts hmm. Yes she can see ghosts but she doesn’t want to tell to other people about that. "But you can see ghost duh!” I said with full of sarcasm. "Yep. If it's a real ghost, and are you scared in ghosts? Opps.. you’re a ghoster remember?" And my crazy friend laughed as if she wasn't a ghoster too. "Wow am I the only ghoster here? You too" I muttered to her. "Hmm Aeshe whats the feeling of being ghosted?” she asked me out of nowhere. "Did you see the guys who cry when we are leaving them? And to see a guy crying with just a week of flirting with them it would have been a lot of pain that it caused them to cry like that." I said to her.

“Am I bringing more trouble trying to get their help? Chaz used to say to never trust the vampires and Amor too said the same, but I hope they are both wrong. Just this time, I wish vampire’s heart to melt.” I made up my mind to enter the first mansion I came across. I reached out and opened the huge main gate made of iron bars. The gate opened with a shrill metallic creak. I entered the precinct. There was an enormous garden that was more like a mini forest. Amidst the garden was the path that took me to the mansion. The thickets of the garden moved behind me. But when I looked behind, no one was there. I reached out to knock on the door when an icy wind sent goosebumps all over my body.

The altar’s broken shape loomed behind them, cracked stone glowing with unnatural pulses. I gasped. Sarah’s hand found mine. Daniel crouched nearby, silver blade drawn. John’s torch flickered far ahead just a flame swallowed by shadows. David lay before the altar, unconscious. His mark glowed a violent red. The ghosts’ hunger pulsed toward him. Their chant deepened. A voice whispered in my mind, cold as frost: “He remembers. I remember. You belong.” I froze. Sarah tugged me back. “We have to move.” But the ghosts didn’t wait,they surged forward.

Even Kael's wolf retreats for a heartbeat. My unborn child kicks. Hard. I gasp and press both hands against my stomach. Gold light leaks between my fingers. The First Wolf awakens inside me. THE GATE REMEMBERS YOU. “What does that mean?” YOU OPENED IT. My heart pounds. “I didn't.” YOUR BLOOD DID. The gate suddenly flashes gold. Marcus's smile disappears. “No.” A crack appears across the center. Light pours through it. Not ordinary light. Something alive. Something ancient. It rushes toward me.

I felt dizzy and paralyzed. "Sweet Nightmares little one." She cackled, revealing hideous long and brown teeth. That was the last thing I saw before I drifted away, closing my eyes shut. My eyes suddenly open once again and I'm in horror. "Where the fuck am I?" ****Author note**** Hello, how was the chapter? I want to know all your thoughts while you anticipate the next chapter coming tomorrow. By the way, this chapter's soundtrack was Hostage by Billie Ellish. She's a Queen, I know and this song slaps hard AF.

The symbol twitched faintly against the shell’s curve, as if aware it had been seen. Maya met their eyes. “I don’t think the Sovereign came back,” she said. “I think it left something behind.” --- End of Chapter 18: The Echo Shore Would you like to dive into Chapter 19: What Remains Beneath, Nyra? This next chapter will test how deep echoes truly go.

I had no choice, so I dug through every gift Zoe had ever given me, but I found nothing. Just when I was about to give up, I shook a pillow, and a tiny paper figure floated out. Its face was drawn to resemble Lucas, and his birth details were written on the back! The fortune teller exclaimed, “That’s it! The lock and the paper figure work together, and since you've touched the lock, the effect on you is stronger. Luckily, you found it early.” I broke out in a cold sweat. That same day, I slipped the paper figure under Miles’ pillow and instructed my parents to watch him while he slept.

Found my page. "You remembered that," I said. Not a question. "I told you," he said. "I find I want to know what's in there." The garden was fully lit now. The patrol would make its rotation. Twenty-two minutes. I read. He sat. The city moved through its evening outside the walls and Ghost was dead on a police report in a precinct filing cabinet and somewhere in the east wing of a locked estate, Chris Lee — whatever that was, whoever that turned out to be — turned a page.

Chapter 86 The Orgy GAEL’S POV I coughed from sleep, and my eyes flared open. I sat up, feeling lost. I scratched the back of my eyes to be sure of where I was. Naked ladies littered the entire room. I rolled my eyes at the sight—another wasted night with strangers.