Steins Gate Watch Order Novels & Stories

He took a brief look at it, squinting his eyes a bit before nodding his head. "You can go in" he said, gesturing to the other guy with the bull mastiff to open the gates. The other one nodding in response, walks over to the dashboard on the right gate post and presses the red button on it. A beep sound is heard just before the gate begins to open automatically. Stepping on the gas, I drove in. Looking around, I could still recognize a lot of things here even after five long years.

"You want me to have the guards break his nose now, or do you want to watch him crawl for a bit?" "Open the gate," I said flatly. "I want him to see exactly what he threw away." Steve didn't ask questions. He signaled his security team. A few seconds later, that noisy engine roared up the driveway toward the main entrance. Spencer scrambled out of the car before the engine had even fully died.

She heard the lock engage on the other side, a low mechanical thud that felt final in a way nothing else in this whole nightmare week had. Ivy stood alone in the reinforced silence, staring at the bank of monitors flickering with grainy footage of the front gate, watching two black vehicles roll slowly to a stop just beyond it. She counted figures emerging from the cars, four, then six, moving with the kind of unhurried precision that told her these weren't people who expected to be turned away.

The estate was dark, but I could see the flickers of movement behind the curtains—the guards, the scouts, the panicking members of the pack. "They know we’re here," Lucien noted. "Let them know," I said, pushing the door open. I stepped out into the night, the cold air rushing into my lungs. The gate was locked, but that didn't matter. I walked to the control panel, my hand hovering over the override. "Watch this," I whispered. I punched in the sequence I had memorized as a boy—the code for the master override that Garron Stormriven had never bothered to change. The gates groaned, the iron teeth separating, and the path to the Den opened wide.

Her voice was clipped and short. “Perfect. He’ll ask that. You let me do all the talking. Don’t speak unless he speaks directly to you, understand?” “You’re still going to pay me?” “Yes. You’ll get your stupid money.” They pulled up to a beautiful gate, where two armed guards stood watch. The wrought iron bars were twisted into an intricate design, and formed a large, cursive “S”. “Good morning, Master William,” one of the guards greeted him. “Good morning,” Will answered.

At its base sat a massive, circular granite pedestal, completely covered in intricate geometric carvings of interlocking gears, astronomical signs, and ancient Sanskrit scripts regarding the flow of time. This was the master control desk of his grandfather's ultimate legacy. "Marcus, clear the debris from the hydraulic release valves at the base," Ethan ordered, stepping onto the stone platform. As he approached the pedestal, the mechanical pocket watch in his vest pocket began to react violently. It didn't just vibrate; it grew intensely hot, the silver casing glowing with a faint, iridescent blue light that cut through the dim, soot-filled air of the foundry. The internal gears of the watc

to not be nice. I was going to give Brennan's survival instincts the benefit of the doubt. I felt certain he wasn't enchanted with the idea of personal pain and I was going to let him know there wasn't a bank account deep enough to protect him from my wrath. If there was ever any doubt - I'm an idiot. We pulled up to the gate right before eight. Yes - one of those nice wrought-iron, automatic opening double gates. Brooke answered the security screen and in we went.

Outside, I order an Uber and slide into the backseat once it arrives. As the driver pulls away, my stomach tightens slightly. I just hope Hardin is not home, and God, I really do not want to see Ivy or Valentina either. ——- When we approach the massive gate, two security men immediately block the entrance. The driver slows down and winds down the glass while one of the guards bends slightly to check inside the car. The moment he sees me, his expression changes. “Good morning, Ma’am.” The gates open immediately and the driver pulls in slowly.

"Lea, we're at your house. You need to open the gate, alright?" "What? I don't understand you, Iris. I'm just cold." My patience is slowly picking down. My jaw tightened as I tried to open their gate. But then, I realized that the gate has a smart lock. It needed a fingerprint and a pin to access. Oh fuck. What will happen to us now that she's drunk? "Lea, what's the pin of your gate?" "Oh, the pin?" "Yes." "It's five, one, one, one, two, eight."

Wow wow wow, was the only thoughts in my head since i stepped into this place. I managed to sneak into the house while the security man opened the gate for the car. Gosh this place is amazing. I have to take something with me don't i? My eyes landed on a gold wrist watch but just as i put it in my pocket... "Delanie!"