Seven Gates Of Hell Book Novels & Stories

What chapter is this scene derived from? A ) Chapter 5 B ) Chapter 7 C ) Chapter 6 D ) Chapter 9 Alternate Acts 1 is what chapter from the Uprise of hell? A ) Chapter 4 B ) Chapter 12 C ) Chapter 6 D ) Chapter 13 Was Aaron being honest in the scene below? "Pete, with a pen knife in his palm, guarded by Eira who stood behind him, arms crossed and straight faced towards the man tied to a chair. Obviously seen, wounds, bruises and marks of torture existing on his face. "I'll ask you...one..last..time." Said Pete who stooped to the chair's night and spoke right to the face of the man tied to it."What do you know?" His assumed next motion was to release the edge of the knife which he did. "I've t

'' the king almost scoffed at the priests, he concluded that -at least- not all of them were involved, if the decision was consensually made by the holy council, then Sara would have been killed right away and the whole accident would be blamed on the pitiful excuse of a human named Patrick, but instead, she was moved back to her room and he was informed. ''Your Majesty please listen to us, That book...'' ''What about the damn book?'' ''It is not a book, It is a demonic tool, it is called a demonic gate, since the time they were defeated and cursed, the demons had left their eyes and ears in our world, to spy on us until the time of their return, this book is none other then one of those ey

I feel myself shaking so badly that my teeth audibly tap together. I was already scared of César on a normal day. I was already tense around him, already careful with every breath, every look, every word. But this voice... this voice is different. It is darker. Deeper. It is serious with something I don't want to understand. Something ancient and cruel. My tears drip hot and fast between my fingers as I lower my hands, and that's when I see them. The gates. Huge. Tall. Black iron twisted into sharp spikes. They loom in front of us like the entrance to the underworld, rising out of the ground like claws waiting to snap shut. My stomach twists violently, acid rising in my throat.

It came from them all, every adult and child, like a high pitched frequency that resonated in the depths of Sally’s own soul. The Gate had opened. Matthew McCavendish’s greatest fear had come to pass. The Gate had opened between this world and the worlds beyond, the worlds he had written of in his journal. The Gate was supposed to free the souls that passed through it from the prison of Creation. That’s what Matthew had written in his journal. But the Gate wasn’t opening in the worlds beyond, it was opening in this one, and the souls that passed through it had to run a very deadly gauntlet first.

He didn't want to get his hopes up, but maybe this would be the change they were after in all of their existence. As he roamed about, careful to not look into the white and only white sky, he felt the Heaven's ground rumble, as another set of gates appeared from a crack in the ground, the color bronze so shining and smooth, Loss wondered if he could break off a piece of it, and save it for Josie. "The first gates have opened!" the Devil rejoices, and Loss understands. Heaven and Hell aren't so different after all.

We will send the demons back to where they belong, but first we will make them live in the torture we create for them. *** This is the end 😭 but there is more in Book 2, My Devil's side, which is seven years in the future and is the last and final book to this story. I will load it in this book as the next chapter so it all together. Thank you for taking this journey with my characters and I hope you enjoyed. I love all the comments and gems. I truly appreciate the support. I hope to see you in my next book 😚

Seven renewal certificates. Every single one had my signature and Corbin's. A note from Maya was clipped to the top: "He thought collecting all seven would summon you back like some kind of twisted fairy tale." I stared at the documents, and a slow smile spread across my face. Fated mates? If seven rejections could still be called fate, then nothing in this world was an accident. I gently pressed the call button on the phone. "How may I help you?" the bellhop asked, returning quickly.

“I’m going to hell.” But even as I scolded myself, my body wouldn’t calm down. My skin felt too hot. My thighs pressed together instinctively. Ugh. No. NO NO NO. Stop it. Stop thinking about the way he grunted. The way his voice dropped. The way his hand tightened. The way he said good girl like it was the holiest praise. STOP IT ELENA. I groaned into my pillow. “Why is this happening to meeee…” Virginity is ghetto. I want a refund.

A compartment opened. Inside was a thin black book. Gabriel took it carefully. The cover carried no writing. He opened it. The first page contained a warning. WHEN THE SEVENTH GATE OPENS, THE KEY WILL CEASE TO BE A KEY. Aria stepped closer. Gabriel continued reading. THE CARRIER SHALL BECOME THE DOOR. Another page. THE DOOR SHALL STAND BETWEEN TWO WORLDS. Another. IF THE DOOR OPENS, ONE WORLD SHALL REMAIN.

Forcing her to witness the killing of all her friends in this heinous and savage way, drowning in a wave of guilt every time the siren enters them and chooses one of them, so she is forced to listen to their cries and wails until they finish them once and for all, and the shame with which this demon drive will defile her. She opened her eyes, staring at the depth of his empty eyes that were attracting her to their decision without any effort, losing herself in their darkness. She felt her mouth float with a viscous, disgusting liquid that tasted like gall running down her throat, which was stubbornly resisting not swallowing, urging her to vomit, and only then did she regain consciousness an