Hells Gate Novels & Stories

He smiles, then ends up giggling in a horrific tone as he drops the name. “Winona?” Somewhat teasing as he came across that name with the tone of a wondering thought and somehow a doubting one. He moves unto the next one, while all along leaving another name that he whispers. “But perhaps, it could be, Pauleen?” ‘Don’t dare to look or temp to see. An evil eye that brought a spear, in death will seek the blood of wickedness and a drop of tear lies the hell of your death.’ Knowing what exactly it is rather than who is depicted by it. Gates flooded inside his mind and the doors that he currently went through are still not enough to see everything and the plan at the very end at hand, yet is bri

She'd only found out when Anna had said it to stop her from asking any more questions, because apparently, she couldn't say exactly what she saw because it would "disrupt things" Four, Faceless voice's witches couldn't see into Andreas' realm. Five, there were portals everywhere, like the one in Lake Creek. Everywhere. She could go anywhere in this world, as long as she found the right portal. Just, what would she say if she ran into a foreign police officer who asked for something she forgot to bring along? Say a passport or an ID card? That was risky. But she could have gone home all this time, though! Six, Jalta had committed suicide while in prison. Shifted into her dragon, killed her he

His shoes clanking down the corridor in the sort of curt and determined gate that one might expect from Cazer Krane. The noise was only made all the more severe as it marked his progress down the dark and dank network of halls which made up the underground cells of the Alliance. Their doors contained those either made to suffer under the justice system of the Four Gateways Alliance or to be forgotten by it completely.

We needed to find a way out of here. " Do you know, in legend, it is said to be seven gates to hell?" Ana said, while drawing her symbols. I kept quiet. I had nothing to say to her. The heat I was feeling inside me was making my body hurt, and I was trying to make it stop. She continued. " The truth is, there are only three. Humans have only really discovered two gates. The third one lies here. Right in the middle of their beloved London," she said. So that's where we are. I shouldn't be too far from home then, I thought to myself.

the man grinned and removed his gray cap, revealing a face of a middle-aged man; shallow crow’s feet forming on the corners of his droopy hooded eyes. “It’s been a while, Kaiser. What have we got this time? Can we cross the other realm now?” “Soon,” Kaiser’s voice remained low. He didn’t have any problem engaging a conversation with them; however, he’s in a hurry. "He’s in his lair,” one of the men joked. Heaving a deep breath, Kaiser nodded and stepped into what he always believes to be one of the gates of hell. It’s dingy and the air feels dry despite having liquids randomly dripping from the clammy ceiling.

Chapter 7 We all head down the main pack road toward the pack gate. The gate is a beautiful deep maroon color with black spikes on the top, with two wrought-iron silver enhanced doors, as well as a moon with a black Eclipse shaded in red outline, with white indents to show the craters on the moon and the glow in the center when the doors are closed. We were shocked when we saw the name appear above the gate in an arch and the Eclipse formed in the center. “I guess the packlands accepted the name we chose,” I said.

"I am going to fucking kill you later, Hades, you fucking asshole!" Jinx was screaming as he tilted the helicopter to the side, trying to avoid a huge flying demon that wasn't interested in what it did to the invading toms on its way toward the gaping Hellgate. Jinx couldn’t spare even a glance to see if it got through. He was too busy focusing on what was in front of him.

"The location of Hellfire is in the Blood Pack. It's the gateway." "What?" Silas and I exclaimed simultaneously. "The trace led me there. I believe the gateway is still active but pretending to be closed. If we don't take action soon, it could lead to disaster. I can lend you my power if you need it." Silas regarded Drake with a serious gaze, and I shifted my gaze back and forth between them. "I'm offering my help. I know the pain of losing a clan to evil forces, and I've suffered the consequences my entire life," Drake spoke sincerely.

“We could call the den Hades and since the pack is already the Tartarus Pack it’s only befitting that---” “Hmm, who would have thought?” Gaia snickered, holding her mates a little closer as she smiled at Ashley, who happily grinned back. “That Hell’s Alpha was this kind of man?” Who would have thought indeed…?

As the echoes faded, the silver veins in the earth began to pulse faster, spreading outward like wildfire toward the Gate. The wind screamed through the gorge as Kaelen crested the ridge. The world below no longer looked like the valley he’d sworn to protect. The ground pulsed with veins of light, rivers of silver snaking between shattered stones. The air shimmered like molten glass, bending and breaking the rain into prisms. And at the center of it all stood the Gate—a colossal arch of fractured crystal half-buried in the mountain. Its surface rippled like water, reflecting skies that didn’t belong to this world.