Heaven's Gate Book Novels & Stories

Zudan said any bandit that attack them will be used. Zudan and Katrine embark on a journey to the heavenly gate with different horses. The heavenly gate was very tall and it was painted with two different colors, black and white. The back of the gate was cloudy and no living soul has ever entered inside it before except The wizard that take the angels and placed them at the gate when they're still babies. People are scared to get close to that gate because rumor said nobody enters the gate and come back alive. The black side of the gate has a black cloud while the white side has a white cloud the gate was far from the main town so people don't go to the direction of that gate. When

my grandmother gasped and clutched at her chest. My mother bent her head and quietly sobbed into her handkerchief. “What else aren't you telling us? Isn't Heaven out of surgery? Where is she?” my father said coldly. I clenched my fists at his overbearing tone. How would I tell them that Heaven is pregnant and in a coma? “Heaven…” Sensing my hesitation, Grandma grew more agitated. “Why aren't you saying anything? What's wrong with Heaven?” Taking a deep breath, I could only say, “Heaven fell into a…a coma.”

While Robert was calling on the elites, Blake was deep into his meditative state in his mind palace, looking over the glowing stones for anything containing arrays and formations that could help his quest to the Inner World. The knowledge here was massive, and it took him a while to sort it all out before he came upon a stone with the information he sought. Placing his aura around it, the stone turned into five books, each more advanced than the last, from intermediate to highly advanced. His attention became more profound when he noticed where these books came from. High Heaven Sect was written on the inlay of the cover, and it seemed familiar to him as he went through the basic book first

He didn't want to get his hopes up, but maybe this would be the change they were after in all of their existence. As he roamed about, careful to not look into the white and only white sky, he felt the Heaven's ground rumble, as another set of gates appeared from a crack in the ground, the color bronze so shining and smooth, Loss wondered if he could break off a piece of it, and save it for Josie. "The first gates have opened!" the Devil rejoices, and Loss understands. Heaven and Hell aren't so different after all.

It came from them all, every adult and child, like a high pitched frequency that resonated in the depths of Sally’s own soul. The Gate had opened. Matthew McCavendish’s greatest fear had come to pass. The Gate had opened between this world and the worlds beyond, the worlds he had written of in his journal. The Gate was supposed to free the souls that passed through it from the prison of Creation. That’s what Matthew had written in his journal. But the Gate wasn’t opening in the worlds beyond, it was opening in this one, and the souls that passed through it had to run a very deadly gauntlet first.

"As for the 800,000 troops, I now appoint you as the Heaven's Dominion First Heavenly Legion. You will guard the Southern Gate of Heaven," Gideon called out. "Yes, Sovereign Snow!" Heaven's Dominion had four Gates of Heaven, but only three required defense. The Northern Gate of Heaven backed up to a deep sea trench and was also the residential area of the Heavenly Champions, so there was no need to worry about that side. Gideon turned back. "Sanfrey, step forward!"

They said. Inside the dream, "So this is heaven?" Georgia asked herself. From afar, she saw angels singing, and a mansion of Gold. Everything from it are shining. "So this is the heaven according to the Bible?" Georgia said. She never read the whole book but she knows something about it. Then she looked around. She was actually standing at the gates of heaven. It was so high and so big. "How can I enter in this gate?" She asked herself. "Nevermind." She strode walked to it. Then someone stopped her. "Where's your pass?" A person asked. He appeared suddenly in front of the Golden Gate. "My pass?" She asked herself. "Yes your pass." That person asked. He was shining and wore a white robe. He i

But the ghost general himself seemed indifferent to the deaths of his men, his gaze still searching for the figure who had taken the demon princess's chest. "Brother, help me catch this person," said the ghost general to the heaven book holder. "AH! You really make me work hard. Heaven book, binding chain!" Crackkk. BOOOMMM! "What?" The middle-aged man's face immediately changed, he was shocked because the Heaven Book suddenly cracked and exploded in front of his eyes. The ghost general's gaze, which had been calm, turned frightening. "You underestimated me, Heaven Book Holder!"

Uttering a few words the little dragon couldn’t understand, the book that had previously been white turned dark—and it wasn’t just the book that changed, but the entire state of the world they were in as well. “Maybe I can’t defeat your true body, but if it’s just a clone of yours, I can still destroy it!” said the man, who was none other than the holder of the Heaven Book; this time, he would truly join the great battle that would determine the fate of his realm of origin.

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.