Novel & Cerita Seven Gates Of Hell Book

Just said I was a crazy bastard, and now I'm prostrating myself. Cia's hand stretched out to the side where the door was, she didn't close it but pressed her five hands on the palm print on the side of the gate. As it lasted, hundreds of flames resembling people's bodies flocked out. It no longer resembled, but it was indeed a person or creature roasted in the fires of hell. This is Hades' hellish gate, but Cia has access to it. "Suck up all those who sin!" Cia's order at the gates of hell.

The second his fingers grazed the cover, the room shuddered. The walls groaned. The lightbulb overhead flickered wildly and burst, raining glass like frozen stars. A howling wind whipped through the room though no windows were open. The floor beneath them trembled, and a low, guttural voice emerged from the very shadows. “You misunderstand… little sinners.” Zephyr screamed and scrambled back. Alexa stiffened. “It was never the book’s will. It is merely a gate. The fault lies not with the book, but with the heart that bore the desire.”

“The words in this book were written by the goddess herself and the only way to get her knowledge is when you are under her gaze. She is the guardian.” I looked at the words on the pages of the book and a gasp escaped my lips. The prophecy, one that the council talked about ever since I was a child but there had been no sighting of it since…forever. The words were, Darkness rises from its eternal abyss, When the wolf and devil spawn live, For under the light of the moon that bleeds, Hell's gates shall be handed a key. Three mountains and three streams, To the home where the firstborn sleeps.

My wolf and his cryptic shit continues, as he enjoys reliving some of my fondest memories of the days I would spend with my father in his library. The Seven were the servants of the gods. Their sole purpose in life was to maintain the balance on earth and keep the scales tipped in the favour of good. The book my father found was the Seven’s own record of their successes and failures as they fought to fulfil that purpose, and their eventual downfall after going against their creators when they learned of their corruption. If Abernathy has found their tomb, and it’s on our land… I can’t even… why wouldn’t my father have told me?

I didn't stop till I reach the room. I pushed it slightly and it opened with a creaking sound sending chills down my spine. Without knocking or asking for permission I pushed the gate wide open and stepped into the room. My eyes rushed through the area and caught the sight of the devil sitting on the chair with his finger intertwined and unreadable expressions. His gaze was boring holes in the table and he didn't move them even after sensing my presence. His demeanor was screaming threat and terror. He was looking very dangerous, it felt like he is ready to kill someone.

You've contemplated enough to back off. After a moment of contemplating, I finally let myself in. The noise from swinging the rusty gate filled my ears. If the whole village became a ghost town, then this one specific place became a ghost house. My eyes never left the door, contemplating again whether to let myself in on the second door or just leave. Here goes my feet again for feeling heavier than earlier. Is it you who's stopping me or just myself because I don't think I am ready? I roamed my eyes around. Usually, this kind of silence scares me, but maybe not today. Not at this place.

“Tomorrow, you will enter the gates of hell.” I froze. “What gates of hell?” He looked at me, his smile fading completely, leaving only cold darkness in his eyes. “Your way to suffer.” My heart sank. I didn’t know what awaited me, but I knew one thing for certain—it would be far worse than anything I had imagined. I had married the Devil himself. Now, whether I lived or died, I had only one goal: I must survive his ninety-nine ways of punishment. The next morning, Demi drove me to a massive, towering penthouse. As we arrived, the gates opened and guards lined up, bowing their heads in fear and respect.

Time to strike. We’ve remained in silence too long, biding, watching, gathering. But nownow the era of doom descends upon the spirit world. We won’t be merciful. We won’t be kind. Anyone who refuses to kneel, who questions the new order, who does not obey her—shall be ruthlessly dealt with. Before long, doom will clamp itself around their necks. The earth quaked. The gates of hell burst open. Demons arose like a stormcloud across every horizon South-East gate, North-West gate, South-South gate. From every cursed corner, they emerged.

he asked as he touched his nose. "I've been lenient with you enough because we were friends and you know how much I hate repetition of words. For the last time Gory,what big idea do you have to sabotage my company?" Leo said. "You've gone crazy. Totally crazy?" Gory yelled at him. One of the guards gave him series of punches. "Say the truth!" he yelled. "I know nothing!" Gory said in between groans. "Let him be." Leo said as he pulled a gun from the belt of one of the guards body. "Since he's insisting not to know anything,let's show him we know how to make people know about their atrocities." he said lifting the gun.

Book 2: Unraveled, 7 Deadly Sins: Gluttony Montana I hate Las Vegas, and I hate girls’ trips. How stupid must I be? “Let’s fly to Vegas for two days. It’ll be fun! Just us girls shopping, eating, gambling, and dancing.” I spoke those words. How innocent I thought their meaning to be. Our other girls’ trips were fun. We let loose, we partied, and we returned to Iowa prepared to resume our daily lives.