New Gate Light Novels & Stories

I can’t look сrаzу іf I hаvе to explain thіѕ tо thе роlісе officer guarding mу door later, ѕо I have tо gеt іt rіght. Thе gas ѕtаtіоn іѕ асrоѕѕ thе rоаd. I wаіt fоr thе trаffіс lіghtѕ to сhаngе аnd jоg асrоѕѕ, аhеаd оf wаіtіng traffic. It’ѕ getting buѕіеr аѕ thе early mоrnіng раѕѕеѕ bу. It’ѕ nearly ѕеvеn fifteen nоw.

ZAIA I press my foot on the brake as I wait for the security guards to unlock the large gates that leads to the entrance of our home. Once the large gates swing open, I drive through. “Good evening Madam,” the night security guard says, tipping his hat to me. “Good evening, Aaron,” I reply, sliding my car window up. I glance up at the house when it comes into view. The upstairs window lights are on and due to the warmth, a few of the windows are open.

{PREVIOUSLY} "Sir, there's something disturbing at the front gate" on of them said. Noah left the house and we all followed. I was afraid of what I was gonna see or what I was gonna hear. This is a life or death game. We reach the front gate and stopped when we saw a wheelbarrow but something heavy was inside. "Stand back" Noah tells us. "Where's your flash and why are the lights not on out here?" Noah yelled at all the men.

"You always were a terrible pilot when it came to ground maneuvers, Nomo. On three." Together, they threw their weight against the mechanism. The sound was deafening, a shriek of tortured metal that seemed to announce their departure to the entire sleeping Capital. The Great West Gate, which had been sealed since the first vampire purges a century ago, shuddered and began to swing outward. A wall of light hit them. It wasn't the searing, artificial silver of the Mirror Palace or the toxic violet of a resonance flare. It was gold—soft, warm, and impossibly deep.

The lead agent responded, "Negative. We need to prioritize the surface." The agents proceeded without detecting his presence. ( Confirm ) Kael moved forward as the slope became steeper. His panel opened and updated. [ Surface Distance: 240 meters ] Gate 2 is smaller than Gate 3. It is used for maintenance rather than fieldwork. Kael stepped out from behind storage crates in an unmarked maintenance shed. He noticed two relaxed security officers at the gate controls. The Core was calm as he reached the surface. ( Standard ) His panel opened again and displays a synchronization update.

Then something unexpected happened. The gate spoke. Not with words. With music. A single note. Soft. Beautiful. Ancient. The sound drifted through the silent streets. Across empty bridges. Between crystal towers. The city answered. Lanterns brightened throughout Lumora. Dozens. Hundreds. Lights awakening one by one. Not fully. Just enough. As though the city had opened one sleepy eye. The crew stood motionless. Watching. Listening. Waiting. Then golden letters appeared across the face of the gate.

Already off balance from the earlier exchange, he stumbled backward and fell. Supervivente took advantage of the distraction caused by Luz’s team and moved to stand before the massive wooden gate, its weathered planks bound by thick iron bands blackened with age. The door towered above him, easily three times his height, a barrier built to withstand siege engines and battering rams. For a moment, the battlefield around him seemed distant. The sounds of clashing steel and shouted orders faded as he stepped forward. His worn clothes stirred in the wind as he pressed his palms against the gate. Nothing happened at first. Then a faint flow appeared beneath his fingers. Lines of pale blue light s

Lilith offers a small, almost apologetic smile, then adds, "It won't be anything intense. Just a drive. Some air. A change of scenery." Then she's gone, leaving me alone with the phone in my hands, and a new kind of anxiety crawling up my spine. The next morning, Lilith knocks again—this time with a light breakfast and a reminder: "You're leaving at ten. Dress warm." I almost ask where we're going, but she's already gone before I can. By the time I make it downstairs, the boys are waiting by the car. Nixon leans against the hood, sunglasses on, arms crossed like he owns the world. Mason's by the passenger door, tapping his fingers against the glass, visibly annoyed.

Its intelligent sensors could detect the approach of vehicles, pedestrians, or any potential intruders, responding with swift precision to ensure the utmost security. The gate was normally open around the time that Rose had gotten home, but tonight it appeared to be closed on purpose, a purposeful change from that position. Rose was awestruck by the grandeur and menacing air that came from this towering structure as she stood in front of it. The fact that the gate was so securely closed not only added to the sense of misery, but it also heightened the anxiety she was already feeling.

Thalion continued to stare at me as the Gate slung almost closed, pausing with the lip still free. Liam stepped forward, placing both hands on the Gate. "Gar Geata." With one last flash of power, it thudded shut, the sealing of it vibrating the stones beneath our feet, the light surrounding it flickering out at last. Even as it did, all of the remaining magic gathered itself into a ball of fire and slammed forcefully into Liam. He gasped, but I could tell he was okay. The transfer of power was complete and the new Gatekeeper stood before me.