Might Guy 8 Gates Novels & Stories

Nina hand rise up, a sign to start the expedition. Five kilometers from the restaurant, there was a gate well build, two small lamps from a candle hanging there, illuminated the dark area of the gate. Four Mortal stages 1, guard the gate, some disciple walks around, in and out. Outer or internal Core disciple have some mission outside, buying some pill, exercise at the mountain or make connections with other Sect. Within the house Sect or neighborhood, do not know tonight will be nightmare tragedy, soon the gate was quiet, no more people walk around. Two people stand at the roofed gate, the guard already fainted from the punch. They are was Nina and leader Nin Guild, "Master, the gate clear.

We reach the gates of Black Pit — tall, wrought iron, flanked by security cameras and bristling hedges. Miguel keys in the code and speaks to the guard. The gates open.

I assured Min Jun and ended the call before heading to the gate. "Good day miss," the gateman greeted. "Hey, good afternoon," I said and waited for the gate to open. "Is there something wrong with the gate?" I asked the gateman. "No miss, why?" he asked me. "I'm standing here and it isn't opening," I pointed out. "That's because you are not allowed to leave the mansion today," He answered. "What do you mean?" I asked surprised.

I said as I got into the back seat that he was already holding the door for me. The drive to the house was not long let’s just say for about 30minutes from my apartment, we stopped at a gate, there were about 4 men stationed at the gate, they were holding guns. The looked buff and scary. One of them bent to see the driver, and then he looked at me making me look away uncomfortably. He stood up and then the gates opened. We drove through the gates, and kept on driving for about 5 minutes till we reached another gate, there was no one at the gate but the gate had something like a keypad to type in a pin. The driver stretched typed in a pin.

Hoping to meet him soon. The push I felt brought me out of my thoughts. The driver pulled over the car in front of a giant iron gate. The gate was guarded by eight muscular and bully men. They were handsome as they weren't guards but a part of a gym where they worked as models to advertise the gym. So they could inspire people to join it. "Good to see you again, Mr Wolfe." The tallest one with dark grey eyes greeted him, with a slight bow of his head. His shoulders were broader than I had ever seen.

I punched in the code to open the gate, but nothing happened. “Shit.” I tried again, one eye on the rearview mirror as the bodyguard neared. He ran fast. I tried the code again, and again, nothing. I stopped, squeezing my eyes shut. “Think. Think! You saw it yesterday!” I tried again and exhaled in relief as the tall gates finally crept open, slow as fucking molasses. I inched the car forward, too aware he was just a few feet away as finally, finally, the gates opened wide enough that I hit the gas, the tires screaming against stones, kicking up dirt and rock and leaving him literally in the dust.

Moana’s POV The secondary gates were massive, twin slabs of ancient mountain oak that had been iron-shod by Lana Vance’s newly organized forge crew. They stood at the throat of the middle tier, a vital line of defense that separated the residential quarters from the outer cattle pens. For a decade, passing through these gates meant enduring a screeching, metallic protest that signaled to the entire valley that someone was moving between the worlds of the privileged and the damned. Now, as Eldrick pushed the heavy left timber back with a single, casual press of his palm, the gate swung on its fresh oil-slicked hinges in absolute, ghost-like silence.

The place was very bright with how many windows there were, and his mind immediately thought of a showroom, but this was wider and looked more colorful. The front door was a pair of wide gates the size of a barn’s gate that opened to the sides like sliding doors. However, those gates weren’t the only gates in that building. The upper floors also had similar gates, reaching until the sixth floors. With how big and widely opened gates, it wasn’t weird to have wind blowing in, making the place cool and breezy.

As I stand here in my room, I am currently counting the number of stairs that lead to the back entrance. Fifteen. When I think about how ludicrous it is, I can't help but laugh out loud and shake my head in absolute disbelief. I do this because I believe that if I count each step that I take, it will take me significantly longer to enter the building. I realize that I have been standing here for a much longer period of time than is required, so I decide to just go ahead and push the door open.

William, Billy and Gia Asher stood in front of the huge black gates looking at the massive mansion. It was quite a mission getting away from the Cemetery. Gia moved forward and rings the bell. The guards immediately made an appearance. One-man step forward. There was nothing friendly about them, just severe looking with apparent danger edge onto their expressions. “State your business?” “Thomas Roman or Maya Asher please.” Gia said forthright. The man looked at her for a long time. When it was clear she won’t flinch, he reaches for cell phone. A brief conversation before the gates opened. They were escort to the front door. The butler opens the door. He steps forward reaching for Gia.