Seven Gates Of Hell Book Novels & Stories

I don't know when I passed out. I felt immense pain in my body. Please someone come here and take me out of this hell or God please give me death I have to die. Mom dad why you left me with these people I hate you both for leaving me alone in this cruel world. I hate you God for making my life miserable. I can't move any part of my body. I can't even open my eyes. Just then the door opened with a sound I tried to open my eyes to see them but I can't open them. What if any of them came here to punish me again. Akash pov

We took Nivi to hospital and waited for her test results. Each and every second I stood outside of every test room was like I am passing through an eternity. Under me it was hell of fire where I was burning in that. There is no hell or heaven after death it's all in our life. Now I am getting all punishments for what aI did to that girl and I am in hell. Like my naani said bad people will treated very badly in hell by burning alive in fire.

And quietly almost reluctantly He spoke the words that changed everything. "The First Anchor didn't create the gates." The silver light across the chamber flickered. The gate pulsed once. Heavy. Like a drumbeat beneath the world. Lucien's voice dropped lower. "She closed them." Silence. Absolute silence. Because at that moment, every piece of the story we'd believed began to crumble. The convergence. The First Anchor. The Seven Gates. None of it had started the way history claimed. And somewhere beyond Blackthorn, beneath a desert hidden from the world

"That doesn't sound completely unreasonable." "It became unreasonable," Thorne replied, "when he decided millions had to die to make it happen." Silence settled again. "The Guardians stopped him." "They couldn't destroy him." "So they sealed him..." Thorne looked directly at the Gate. "...behind the Seventh Gate." Raven's heartbeat quickened. "There are seven Gates." Thorne nodded. "One for each ancient realm." "The First Gate is the doorway." "The Seventh..." He swallowed. "...is his prison." Shadow growled.

Look for anything related to Mathew, a name, a–" "There is a cross on this door." Jeff called, and the rest rushed over to him. "Why won't it open?" Wei groaned. Banging in the door. "Hello!! Anybody!! Please open the door. We need a place to stay." Am I wrong? Salvador thought to himself. "Mathew 7.7" He read out loud. "Mathew chapter 7, verse 7." Luna breathed out heavily. "Let me do it."

A man in a cloak with one foot on a small mountain of skulls, looking down on a river. With trembling hands, I reached for the iron ring on the door. It felt like everything was moving in slow motion, as doubt began clouding my thoughts. What if this was all an illusion and there was no one to help me on the other side of the door? Before I closed my hands around the iron ring, I closed my eyes. “Please, Granny, let this be my way out of this horrible place.” I whispered, hoping that Granny could hear me. As I was about to push the door open, it swung open. There I stood in front of the open door. I felt the corners of my mouth curled upwards as my heart felt joy for the first time since Apo

Chapter 76 is the CHAOS WAR! END OF CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE

Let's start with our little circles, and soon love will grow everywhere by itself. Always remember #SpreadLoveNotHate ❤ Katherine Monroe ~~~~~~~~~ "We are rooted deep in the darkness And keep growing towards the light (...) Ignite the flame in me Unite with your inner light We should free ourselves from the shadows And the bondage of the night (...)." Epica - Abyss of Time : Countdown to Singularity THE END

Mitchell placed hers over it. Nikolai laid his palm last. The moment they touched the stone as one, the world shattered. The battlefield vanished. The wind stopped. The sky turned white. They stood in a vast emptiness , not space, not time , something in between. Before them rose three gates of flame. Each gate bore a symbol , a wolf, a dagger, a heart. And before them, a voice, low and endless: Only one may pass. One truth. One lie. One death.

Lexie's POV I really was destined to be damned. I took a deep breath and looked at Brandon's dazed, lifeless expression. Then, I started laughing. He demanded to know what I was laughing at. I said, "This is our karma." He froze, then cried again. I watched him suffer without saying a word. Daniella had personally told me she didn't hate him. Daniella was a great person, but I wasn't. I wanted him to suffer for the rest of his life.