The Gatekeeper Novels & Stories

She wanted to speak to me and tell me the answers I could not obtain with The Coterie or Hezekiah. Suddenly, the water began to ripple. And when Mikael and I looked up, we saw him - the Gatekeeper, standing taut in his large wooden canoe and paddling slowly towards us through the water, moving smoothly around the trees in the bayou. There was one lantern hanging off of the canoe's curved bow, but it only weakly illuminated the path before him. Mikael sucked in a sharp breath and stared in shock as the Gatekeeper came closer towards us. This time, he did not have the head of a bloodied deer sealing his identity. Instead, an allig

Cazer was frustrated that he should visit her here now, much less with the irritatingly sanctimonious Trainee Captain in tow. Thoroughly hidden in a dark alcove at the end of the hall, its surface uneven and full of gaps, the handle hanging precariously by a single willing screw was a small door. Unable to believe it served to guard any inhabitant the two men paused awkwardly in front of its tiny wooden frame. Gazing dubiously at the mediocre entryway, then at the Night Gate Director, Lance Armistice passed an obvious look of silent judgement.

“And what about the stranger? The one who came through the Gate?” Kael’s jaw tightened. “He called himself the First Gatekeeper. Said he opened the first gate. Then disappeared before we could stop him.” The tension in the clearing deepened. Aria looked around at them, the wolves who had survived the wars, the Hollow, the endless hunger of the Deep. They were all fractured, each pack a remnant of something that had once been whole. “Whoever he is,” she said, “he knows the Deep better than any of us. And if he’s back, it means something bigger is coming.”

He added bringing one of his hands to clean his fingernails. The gatekeeper snorted out. "I'd like to see you try. I was given the power to allow anyone in or not and I am telling you now that I am not going to allow you inside, hunter. My Alpha is not around, you can turn back and go back from where you came out from."

I replied, trying to sound friendly and non-threatening. The gatekeeper nodded, his eyes scanning my car before focusing on me again. "You might want to be careful around here. This isn't a safe area for... tourists," he said, his tone hinting at something more. I smiled, sensing an opportunity. "Thanks for the advice. I'll be careful. Do you... work here?" I asked, trying to sound casual and friendly. The gatekeeper's expression tightened slightly, and he glanced around before responding, "Yeah, I do. Just trying to do my job."

Massimo gasped, taking another uneasy step back, "you hold sole authority over the void. You alone decide who enters the light... and who is condemned to the dark forever." Lorrie stared down the man who had tormented her husband's life for decades. Her voice softened into something terrifyingly cold. "Then you should be very afraid, old man." Massimo forced a bitter laugh, though his hands shook against his cane. "Afraid of you? No. I am terrified of what your new title demands of you." Lorrie’s brow furrowed. "What are you talking about?" Massimo pointed a shaking finger toward Lorrie's swollen stomach, then back to Lorenzo's heart. "The ancient law of the Gatekeep

He was also a man of character, but in front of Ethan, he had to keep it in check because he knew Ethan was not inferior to him. Ethan replied calmly, “I’ve told you. They’re the ones who refuse to save themselves.” Ganter fell silent for a while. He looked at the table before saying, “Whatever you want, just tell me. As long as you’re willing to spare them, we’ll meet your demands. I’m genuinely trying to save them. They represent the future of this world.” Hearing that, Ethan chuckled. “You used to be the director of a hospital in the capital, right?”

And then looked at the fire crackling in front of them. “When the civilizations where young, the Lord of the Heavens chose three gifted humans to protect the chamber of knowledge and history. He chose them not because of their lineage but because for their specific gifts. One could summon any creature, both magical and mythical, another could make the elements stopped as if he lorded it while another controls the elements. They’re called the guardians. Their purpose is to protect the secrets which lies inside the Chamber and only them could access it.” “Why so, mama?” she inquired as she inched closer to her mother.

I shouted at her, hoping she could hear me while she was in the Moon Goddess realm. “A seventh Guardian Knight has been selected, he will be what completes the Guardian Knight bond,” she said in an eerie, ethereal voice. I was confused as I thought Ellie was supposed to make the last selection but in the same breath, I was worried because I didn’t want that light and energy to draw others to us before we were ready.

After my sister-in-law Lydia had my brother Caleb's kidney removed and spent three years draining his blood, he escaped back to our hometown barely alive. He lay on a bed at the clinic, holding my hand tight as he said, "Noah, don't go after them. You can't afford to cross Lydia's family." Three days later, he died in my arms. I buried him on the hillside behind the town, under the old oak tree he had loved to climb as a child. On the seventh day after I buried him, a black Maybach stopped at the edge of town. Lydia got out with a frail man who looked like he could fall over at any time. She stood outside my house's door and looked at me. "Noah, where's your brother? Tell him to come o