Hells Gate Avatar Novels & Stories

POV EMMA BELLE The main entrance to Sun-Spire was the Apollo Gate, a massive archway carved from solid white stone and reinforced with enchanted iron. Normally, the gates stood open to welcome trade, but today, they were slammed shut. Two full legions of Council Peacekeepers stood atop the battlements, their silver crossbows aimed squarely at our front line.

Hell shook beneath them, the scorched earth trembling to the fury of the unsealed Gate. Fire hissed from cracks in the canyon, molten veins snaking across the ground as though Hell itself recoiled at the surge of Void and Chaos. Lucifer's wings spread wider, a majestic color of black and blood red highlights, feathers dripped molten shadows that hissed on the floor. Allistair's Chaos shimmered across his skin in luminous arcs, feeding into Lucifer's power as they stepped through the opened Gate.

AVA I have experienced betrayal. Kidnapping. Gas chambers. Death threats. Nothing chilled me more than seeing my own face blink on a screen, flawless, soulless, and spreading. "She is not real," I kept repeating. But the world did not care about reality. It cared about persuading. Julian stated that the avatar had already emerged on two ancient security camera networks in Berlin and Moscow, depicting shadow images of me roaming streets I had never visited. Genesis was not only replacing me physically. He was reinventing my past.

I grab him by his forearm and he stops as he looks at me. “She is feeding the Gate. The Gate of Purgatory. She has summoned the Guardian. The vibration we felt was the hum of the gate opening. She is feeding Xena to the Gate and the monsters that are behind it. The damned that are trapped in the Gate will be able to go to Valhalla. This is the price that has to be paid.” Well, that’s great. Isn’t it?

She looked quite beautiful in those huge jackets she put on with the flying rough sack which had some of her materials. Zeres didn't even bother answering her question about telling her his name, it would be good if she doesn't even know that his name was Zeres Hades was his name. His eyes kept scrutinizing the girl and of course, Abi noticed the weird stare. But she said nothing to dissuade him from doing that, she herself was starting to like the spirit he carried about him. Although, his aura felt somewhat terrible but she didn't falter nor feel scared. Zeres was stunned, he believed that this was the highest he could scare a human girl away without showing the full demon in him.

a shiver rippled through Saint's body, and her nose crinkled in disgust, "I thought you'd be in a brighter mood now that he's, you know, probably being tortured by a hellhound in hell and all that." A tendril of satisfaction slithered over my body at the thought. For what he had done, for who he had done it to, the hellhounds were bound to have a field day with him. He would never be able to escape the punishment or the torment they would inflict on him. They were the protectors of all supernaturals. A deal struck between the Gods led to the creation of the hellhounds.

this fly to. This palace, very large, very annoying to make, sits on top of the palace, encrusted with countless treasures, glittering golden light, dazzling silver light, glance back, above the palace, again There are thousands of treasures, these treasures, to Tadhg Walter, are nothing, but to the two hundred Enlightened Practitioner experts, they are all things of the heart. They created the Avatar with a slight shock, but when they recognized the Ancestor Palace, his face immediately changed completely.

"We will see our little vixen in a few days at the training facility but right now, if we don't head home mamma is going to string us up by our ears." "Alright." Amos sighed as well. Casting one more look towards their mate, he followed Atlas into the darkness, counting down the days in his head to when they would see their mate, the Queen of Hellhounds, again. THE END

This Awakening wasn't the first one to occur, in fact it was the third Awakening, but it was the first in which Alicia had been either killed or captured. She remembered waking up on her home world the day of the Awakening, hearing the call that had been sent out through the Space-time Continuum. She didn't feel that electric like feeling she normally did, the presence of her abilities was there, but she felt fractured somehow. Almost as if she had awoken in a body that had been sabotaged upon her arrival. None of the Awakenings had been like this one, she felt wounded. Not mortally, like a piece of her soul had been taken from her somehow. If she had arrived to the day, she'd become a Gatek

Henry murmured in disbelief, standing beside Alipato, eyes wide with emotion struck between fear and bewilderment. “I believe you already saw this?” Alipato said as my image became clear in the flame. It’s a vision of me two thousand years ago—the Silver-haired warrior with the eyes of a cold-blooded killer. I pressed my lips on a hard-line, knowing well that if Queen Mayumi saw this, Rory could indeed see what would be. “The time has come, your highness. It’s time for you to take back what was taken.” “No.” “But-“ “No!” I bellowed. “This will not happen. I won’t allow it.”