Seven Gates Of Hell Book Novels & Stories

{ Out of the tender mercies of the Father who art and was and is to come hath bestowed upon us the power to put to null all those who are and are not and do ascend from the pit of darkness } Two thousand years ago it is said that the gates of hell had been shut until the appointed time, ever since then several high ranking demons had tried to reopen the gates and destroy humanity. In the year 2020 AD, a rip in the boundary between hell and earth was discovered by the church, panic arose amongst the clergymen as they sort to close it before it got out of hand, they prayed and fasted for years on end and were finally given a response from heaven as the angel Gabriel came down and gifted them w

I kind of hate admitting that he can look at them with a different perspective than I can, but I really need his input on this. I slowly look through the book, using my phone to translate anything that seems promising. I should have left this with Lucas and taken the files for myself. In school, we learned that there are several places on earth that are thought to be gates to Hell. A few have supernatural features to them and are guarded by the covens in the area. But they are no more than portals to hidden worlds, like our Covenstead. A gate to Hell wouldn’t be anything but accessible, and opening one requires a hell of a lot of power.

Childishly, she stomps on it with her heeled boot to appease her rage before letting out a small scream of frustration. I watch her make a dramatic exit before stepping out from between the shelves a couple of seconds later, eyes cautiously searching just in case. Shaking my head in amusement I trace my way back to the storefront and settle on one of the sofa’s to read. I feel the need to arm myself with a lot of knowledge now that I know what I could become, the first book I’d picked is called History of Elementals. On the first page is the beautiful design of the black interlaced knots in the middle of the page. Seeing the knot, I’m reminded of my black triquetra tattoo and shift uncomfort

He must exit via the gate to the human realm. Before him are four gates: human, supernatural, gods, and hell. Colton must choose the correct gate. I see him pause and look . Gate One has roses without thorns perfect in every way. I hear his thoughts. ‘Too perfect, my world has both beauty and pain.’ I smile. Gate two is covered in purple and gold roses with thorns. ‘Magical like the supernatural realm.’ Again I smile. Third gate burns but red roses covering it don’t. ‘Maybe but I should look at the fourth to be sure.’

The Hell Path was extremely magnificent, but it could also be divided into four categories, including the Eight Hells, the Hell of Wanderers, the Coldest Hell, and the Lonely Hell. The Eight Hells were the foundation of the Hell Path. They were full of fire everywhere, so they were called the Eight Hot Hells. At the bottom of the Hell Path was the terrifying Hell of Heart Annihilation, which was also called the Seamless Hell. Each of the Eight Hot Hells had four gates, and each gate had four Small Hells. There were a total of 128 Hells. All living creatures who came out of the Eight Hot Hells would have to travel through this place, which was called the Hell of Wanderers.

She felt it become aware of her. The air thinned, pressure settling against her ribs as if the room itself were holding its breath. The fire guttered, embers dimming to a dull red. A voice whispered—not in her mind, not in the room. In her blood. “Three gates. One open. One sealed. One waiting.” Autumn staggered back and slammed the panel shut, hands shaking, breath ragged and shallow. The glow vanished instantly, the tapestry falling back into place like nothing had happened at all.

He didn't believe this to be true, but it didn't cease the fear that bubbled in his chest. The path from Heaven to Hell was simple to cross despite its very gloomy and arid atmosphere. The split between the apposing realms was short, but noticeable. Dark skies of onyx stretched to every horizon. Some called it the Void, others believed it was impossible to cross despite its small size. Ashton new well from Matt's teachings that it was merely a safety net to keep out unwanted visitors. Only a few small plants sprouted out of the cracked dirt below his feet, small rocks crumbling at every step. Hell's gates were similar in structure to the ones he had always known, only gold instead of silver

At our werewolf academy's graduation party, someone asked the most popular girl in our class what the best decision she'd made in the past few years was. She stole a shy, coy glance at the man on the sofa, then pointed at me with open contempt. "Obviously, turning away some pathetic wretch when she came kneeling at our pack's gates, begging for help. "If that hadn't made her disappear without a word, how else would the Alpha have promised to make me his future Luna?" Everyone burst into laughter, their eyes full of scorn as they looked at me. "A lowborn Omega had the nerve to set her sights on becoming Luna? Her pack deserved to be wiped out!" Only the man whose very presence commanded autho

I gasped as I looked back up at Xipher, and he smiled and softly nodded his head. “A storm is coming.” He said in a voice that sent dreaded shivers through my body as I turned, looking out over the glowing land. To Be Continued in BOOK THREE “GUARDIANS KINGDOMS”

And the cold opening in my side before I understood what had happened. White flowers beside something that used to be a person. Fire. The kind that eats palaces. The kind that doesn't stop. Hands around a throat. Gentle hands. That is the part that doesn't make sense, even now — the gentleness. Claws. Water going still. She inhales slowly through her nose. Exhales. Again.