The Gate Guardian Novels & Stories

I listened to Mr Jonathan and became even more confused, how could someone as amazing as that possibly be me, the only battles I've fought are the ones in the examination hall. "Listen to me child, I know it is going to be rough, but we have almost approximately a year in human time and a decade in our time before Altheda come back to assault us and your world will not be spared either, now the fate of both worlds lie on your shoulders. You child decide if you will fight or not, but we do not have much time. For now, I give you my blessings as the former guardian, when you are ready, you know where to find me." And immediately my door swung open and I turned around and saw my Mom and some do

The whispers echoed through the clearing, and the figures just behind the milky white vail moved seductively. "Does anyone know who they are?" I asked in reverence. "They are guardians," Tohr explained. "They make it so only Draygons may pass. So that Draygonia will always be protected from an outsider who may seek our destruction." "Amazing," Gabby whispered, stepping closer to the portal. A loud monstrous scream shook the world from overhead. Haris had spotted us.

Xal'dar called out, his voice trembling slightly despite his resolve. The figure turned, its head tilting slightly towards them. Two glowing orbs of light, seemingly filled with galaxies and ancient knowledge, pierced through the mist where its eyes should be. "I am the Guardian," the voice boomed. "And you have unleashed a force that threatens to unravel the very fabric of existence." Liam and Xal'dar exchanged a shocked glance. This unexpected arrival, this enigmatic Guardian, could it be their salvation? Or was this merely another piece in a game they didn't understand?

Unless the thief wants to commit suicide, he won't dare enter. The guards exchanged a skeptical glance before shrugging and moving on. "Wow, there are indeed many ancient treasures here." the stranger laughed. Yes, most of our priceless treasures are kept within the Seven Tower Gate, the safest and most secure place in our pack's stronghold. Only my father, Lord Edgard, has access to its secrets, and even then, only with great caution. The Gate is said to be treacherous, its aura capable of draining a wolf's power and rendering even the strongest helpless.

But as he finally arrived at the main gate, which was carved from a single, giant block of jade, he immediately felt the bitter truth of Sylvan's warning. The gate was guarded by two soldiers in silver armor. Their auras were strong and stable, at least at the peak Master level—a level that could lead a small sect in Malora. As Rayden approached, the two guards looked at him. Their gazes were not wary, but cold and full of a condescending judgment. "Halt," one of the guards said, his voice flat and emotionless. "State your name and world of origin." "My name is Ray," Rayden answered curtly. "I am a wanderer from the mortal realm."

The Guardian Rogue Chapter 4 Hayden arrived in Springfield well after the sun had risen. It had taken him another two hours to fight through the morning rush-hour traffic to get to the area where Jessica most likely entered the city. He was muttering under his breath as he drove. He would have much preferred to have shifted and followed Jessica. It would have been easier and much faster, but when returning an angry daughter to an Alpha while she is kicking and screaming, he had to have a vehicle to transport her in.

Blue and black energy collided above the gate. Like two storms fighting each other. Then Lily saw it. Standing directly before the gate. Waiting. Watching. The Final Guardian. Nobody spoke. Nobody breathed. Because it wasn't a monster. It wasn't a king. It wasn't even alive. It looked like a giant knight forged from crystal. Thirty feet tall. Blue armor. Blue sword. Blue eyes. Its body glowed with ancient power. Then the Guardian slowly opened its eyes. The chamber shook. Then a voice echoed everywhere.

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.’

I said shaking my head, “Gateway? What, gateway? And what union?” “A gateway that passes between the worlds to this one; each world has hidden portals, and each gateway has guardians. The Weston’s are the guardians of the one near here. Not only are they guardians, but they are also our protectors.” She looked me in the eyes when she added, “Rayna, this cannot be repeated...not even to your friends. Do you understand?” I nodded my head slowly. All of what was said seems so unbelievable. “What Union?” I asked again sounding a little choked up. It was now beginning to make sense.

She cursed at herself as she wished she could change her previous choices. As she looked up the doors to the conference room opened and she looked at a familiar face. Maybe her mind was playing tricks on her or maybe it was a side effect of being thrown through the breach, but she was sure that she was seeing Cassandra. Cassandra was one of the last surviving Gatekeepers, she was also the reason their numbers were so few. Cassandra or as most knew her as Kalastra. "Cassandra, it can't, really be you?" Alicia watched as Cassandra motioned for the guards to leave the room. "It is me, well at least a version of me that resembles the one you know. Now that we've gotten that out the way, why and