Heaven's Gate Book Novels & Stories

But suddenly a strong forced took her upward leading her to the sky. She have now reached to the door of heaven. There was a large gate which separate the heaven from earth . She could see some people standing in a line and she done the same while standing at the back. " What is this place!!" She thought so. She try to look closely and she could see a man at the entrance of the gate holding a book and allowing the person's who is in the list and for those people who are not they are sent to hell direct . " Did i went to heaven after my death. " She was not happy but was amazed by the seeing the things which she always felt absurd and some fairy tale.

Allistair whispered, teeth gritted as he leaned closer to his mate. Lucifer's eyes scanned, unmoving, across the horizon. "Let the world watch. Let Heaven feel it." High above, the citadel of Heaven shuddered. Luna's silvery robes designed with crimson roses fluttered as if caught in a storm she could not command. The marble floors cracked beneath her feet. Pillars groaned, echoing the violence erupting below. “They’ve broken the Gate,” she spat, eyes narrowing like sharpened stars. “Impossible… he cannot have…”

If there is a way, it is in this book. He runs his finger over the various titles of prophecy and catastrophic tales, and stops when he reads: “Hell's Gate”. - Hell's Gate. – reads aloud. - Should be it. – Gary says.

Currently, these two were on shift, responsible for the life and death cycles of all Nine Heavens. "Let me see what they're called." Goyard gestured, and an ancient black and white book appeared from the void. The cover read 'Book of Life and Death'. He extended his long fingernails and gently turned the pages. Though he did not actually touch them, the pages stopped automatically, displaying Chase's and the others' portraits and related information. Name: Chase Collins Ancestry: The First Heaven Race: Human Current Reincarnation Birthplace: Ninth Heaven, Earth

I kind of hate admitting that he can look at them with a different perspective than I can, but I really need his input on this. I slowly look through the book, using my phone to translate anything that seems promising. I should have left this with Lucas and taken the files for myself. In school, we learned that there are several places on earth that are thought to be gates to Hell. A few have supernatural features to them and are guarded by the covens in the area. But they are no more than portals to hidden worlds, like our Covenstead. A gate to Hell wouldn’t be anything but accessible, and opening one requires a hell of a lot of power.

It looked solid, unbroken, like nothing could pass through. Then I saw it. A narrow break, almost invisible unless you knew to look. A slit of darkness between two boulders. “There,” I said. Pelin stared. “That’s a crack.” “That’s Heaven’s Gate,” I replied. We squeezed through. The temperature dropped instantly. Cool air wrapped around my skin. We moved deeper, our footsteps soft on stone. Then we saw it. An empty tomb carved into the rock, simple and solemn. Above it, engravings ran along the wall, ancient and unreadable, but heavy with meaning.

The Gate was alive. It rose from the frozen earth like the spine of some buried god, taller than any fortress, broader than any mountain. Shattered sigils burned across its face — gold and black and bleeding light — their glow pulsing with each of Lyra’s heartbeats. The closer they drew, the more the air bent, humming with the pressure of something too ancient for words. “Gods,” Cassian murmured. “It’s… breathing.” Malachai didn’t answer. His eyes had gone distant, pupils dilated as though staring into two realities at once. “No. It’s listening.”

At this moment, Severin felt the rules of heaven and earth clearer than ever before. Under his gaze, the golden sea-like energy center trembled violently. The illusory galaxy that was transformed by the Sky High Point had burst out with infinite starlight and rose the sky. Countless divine chains of order surged out of the void, evolving within the energy center rapidly. The drastic changes in his energy center had made Severin's soul tremble, and his eyes filled with excitement. "This— this is the Inner Heaven and Earth Path described in The Book of True Void Enlightenment!"

CHAPTER 133 Something cracked. A soft sound at first, like glass being tapped by a nail. But then it spread—deep and sharp—through the world, through the sky, through the heavens. Crack. Crack. Crack. Nihareth stood at the edge of the Gate of Dawn, a massive glowing arch made of pure divine crystal. It shimmered in white and gold, humming with the energy of the gods. His long cloak billowed behind him. Black mist moved with his steps. Around him, his cult stood silently—hooded, faceless, loyal.

THE heavens never spoke in whispers. They roared. Kael knelt at the edge of the celestial dais, his skin stripped of its golden glow, blackened now with the mark of divine betrayal. The air around him shimmered with judgment, each breath thick with the rancid stench of mortality. Above him, the gods loomed, their faces carved from the cold light of eternity. Their eyes held neither pity nor forgiveness—only a cruelty as infinite as the stars. “You, the god of storms, who once commanded the skies,” boomed the All-Father, his voice rattling the cosmos, “have desecrated the sacred laws. You dared to love what is beneath us. A mortal. A fleeting ember among our eternal flame.”