Hells Gate Avatar Novels & Stories

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

While the distraction captured their attention outside the palace, we had the castle to ourselves, making it easier to reach the quarters. In front of the king’s quarters were two vampire guards. Upon seeing us, they immediately acted on their job of eliminating the threat to their king’s safety. Milan and Sandy shifted into their animal spirit form smoothly, jumping in front of us to fight off the guards to buy us time. Elijah and I burst through the double doors, finding the bed empty. The balcony doors were open, and the curtains danced as the wind slipped inside the room. Elijah moved to check the balcony. I followed him, but I couldn’t pass through the open door like he did, as though t

His hand went to the small holster inside his jacket. Then the screen above the platform blinked on. No warning. No login screen. Just static and then a voice. Low. Measured. Male. “I expected you earlier.” Ava didn’t flinch. Gabriel Hart’s voice hadn’t changed. It was calm the way ice is calm because it doesn’t care if you drown in it. She stood slowly, facing the camera in the ceiling. “You sound older,” she said. “You sound designed.” Luca stepped forward, but Ava held up a hand. She didn’t need backup.

The towering gates of the East Pack rose from the mist like ancient sentinels—blackstone laced with silver veins, pulsing faintly with enchantments meant to detect outsiders, and repel magic. The energy in the air shifted as Ava and Ashton approached, thick and oppressive like a brewing super storm.

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

The ghouls of the portal and her powers battle with each other to obtain her, they formed an ebbing and surging destructive mass. Caught in their storm, Chiri struggled to maintain control. Her body and breathing almost indistinguishable from the chaos that surrounded her, Chiri only felt the trail of a hot tear run down her face as the strain became too great for her to endure. Unable to see Allen and Cazer through the horrific mass, the walls of the Night Gate began to crumble away around her. Chiri’s consciousness wavering, she did not feel the bullet as it passed through her. She only heard the ring of the shot being fired echo in her ears before all ended.

The floor transformed beneath us. Temple tiles became court tiles. Incense smoke became witness stands. The statue watched with living eyes. Judge Xue appeared between us, blindfold dark. "Emergency territorial custody challenge. Challenger: Western Gate contract using Daniel Hart shell. Defender: Lu Chen, acting City God. Affected party: Ava Monroe, Equal Threshold Bearer." Ava stepped forward. "Not affected party. Participant."

“You chose reality over fantasy.” And Ronan just held her. They turned to the creature. She watched them all with quiet fury. “You’re not ready for what’s coming,” she said. “You’ve chosen the hard path. But that path leads to ruin.” Ava stepped forward. “Then we’ll face ruin together.” The creature vanished in a burst of violet flame. Beyond the Garden – The Next Gate The garden crumbled. And beyond it, a great gate stood—carved from the bones of stars, humming with power.

He needs to back off and leave me the hell alone. I start Sally up again, turn on her air, and pull onto Cactus Road heading east to I-17 south. I then take Dunlap east to 7th Avenue, turn left and backtrack north to Hatcher. It’s the quickest route. Terry the Fairy’s office is off Hatcher on the side of a strip mall in Sunnyslope’s Wendell Police District. It’s how I know Terry. This is the district I worked. There are some decent areas in Sunnyslope, but it’s mostly known for its eclectic crazies. I say eclectic because where else can you find a large community of homeless individuals with animal companions. Not just dogs either. Mama Kane has a goat and Cucumber Bill has a desert tortoise

the tall avatar purrs. He reaches down. In the real world, the Bluetooth-linked dildo Alex packed on the nightstand buzzes to life. In the AR world, the avatar produces a thick, black cock. He thrusts. The toy inside me slams home. "Oh god!" I’m being gang-banged by ghosts. The woman is biting my nipples—sharp pinches from the suit. The man is flogging my legs—rhythmic stings. The tall man is pounding me—relentless, deep thrusts.