God Closes And Opens Doors Novels & Stories

but we need to get inside first! “So......why aren't you knocking?” I asked, confused by his behaviour. Do I need to teach this guy that gates are meant to be knocked on and not glared at? “Do we need a magic spell or something to get this open? What is it? Abracadabra open sesame..... ” I whizzed dramatically again and surprisingly, the doors drew back just as the words left my mouth. “Okay, this is sooo sick!” I shrieked. “So cool. Did I just do that? I fucking have magic in me!”

“Why would they not recognize me? They are my family.” “You were never a part of their family, at least that is what they remember.” Charon sighed when she just stared at him, “You see, when a god or goddess becomes discovered he or she joins the divine realms and leaves his or her mortal life. Thus, anyone who knew of his or her existence as a mortal must have their memory wiped out. Goddess Lenthe personally saw to it that everyone who knew the madam will have their memory of you removed.” “What??” Angelique was out of words. “How dare you?”

She really wanted to see what kind of expression the God might be having , was he looking at Agnis with an expression like he sucked lemon ? " No , her pleas are even more disgusting than sucking sour lemons " beside her a man spoke and Chelsea jumped looking startled , she looked at the handsome man who was now dressed in dress robes . " What are you doing here ?" seeing that no one was paying attention on Etah who popped up from nowhere , she could only act casual and chat with the God using her thoughts . " This is the final battle , how can I miss it ?" said the God with a wink then he pointed down at his wrist and Chelsea followed his gaze " Looks like the spell really did pointed at yo

- Gary follows the finger Lucifron uses to point and sees the black door. - The door that leads back to the underworld? - Remember. When we passed the door from the underworld to hell, we passed through a large corridor that led to this room. Do you remember? Gary squints and thinks. What his beloved said was true. But he didn't understand what this had to do with the opposite door, - Don't you understand? - No. - Gary confesses. - The black door – he says pointing to the door – wasn’t there when we entered the room. That door is not the door that leads to Hades. There was no door there.

Goddess Roseline said, mainly talking to herself. Suddenly there was a knocking at her door. “ROSELINE OPEN THE DOOR I NEED TO SPEAK TO YOU!” God Kilgore bellowed. “Not with that tone of voice, you will.” Goddess Roseline called out to her husband. “Roseline, I would like to have a word with you.” God Kilgore said in a more approachable voice. Roseline then went to the door and opened it to her awaiting husband. “What do you want with this Goddess?” Goddess Roseline asked, rolling her eyes at her husband in annoyance.

"May your mana serve the Sovereign." Marcus looked at the dark corridor. He thought of Jack, sleeping peacefully in a bed of pink flowers thousands of feet above, completely unaware that his bodyguard was stepping into hell to keep the flowers blooming. Marcus clenched his fist around the token, slipping it back into his pocket. He didn't hesitate. The God of Honor stepped through the blast doors, completely alone, ready to tear the continent's darkest secret apart with his bare hands. The heavy iron gates slammed shut behind him, sealing the Bastion in the dark.

Aruna whispered. Gabriel. The Eighth Founder. Proof. Physical proof. He had existed. He had never been a myth. He had simply been erased. Dante reached toward the gate. The moment his fingers touched the metal— A loud mechanical sound echoed through the mountains. Everyone drew weapons instantly. The gate began opening. By itself. Slowly. The enormous steel doors separated with a grinding noise. Revealing darkness beyond. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. The gate stopped. Fully open. An invitation.

At first glance, there didn’t seem to be anything magical about the slabs of wood, but what did I know? Wiping the sweat from my brow, I steeled my voice until there was no trace of remaining fear. “Who are you two and why do you want me to choose a door?” The first one stepped forward and bowed, “I am Emmett, God of Truth. This is my brother, Kobah…God of Lies.” His lips popped open in mock surprise, “Or perhaps it’s the other way around. It’s so very hard to tell these days.” The second followed suit, heart-shaped lips curling at the edges. “Forgive us, it’s been quite some time since we’ve been called on, but as you know when fate comes knocking—”

“She would’ve summoned me. Reprimanded me. But she hasn’t. Why?” We fall silent. Thoughtful. He’s right. The Luna goddess doesn’t miss a thing, especially not a human scent on her Alpha. Yet she's said nothing. As if she overlooked it. Gerald breaks the silence. “Why are the gates still locked?” I glance forward. Sure enough, the gate remains shut. He grabs the emergency control from the glove box and opens it himself. It groans and slides back, and we drive in slowly. Then I see it, the front door. Wide open.

‎The doors close behind me with a soft hiss. ‎Game on. ‎