The Gatekeeper Novels & Stories

Sydney sighed, "This child waits for her family at the gate every day, but no one comes." Seeing her small figure, I saw a reflection of my own childhood. On impulse, I asked, "Can I adopt her?" That day, there were two shadows at the gate, and I had a foster daughter. I named her Sofia Miller. At home, I bathed Sofia thoroughly and made her fragrant. With experience caring for Jamie, I found Sofia easy to handle. Jamie was unruly and demanding, requiring someone to feed him, and he was extremely picky about food, often flipping the whole plate of food onto the floor.

he asked. “Yeah.” She replied, and he nodded. “I was told to stop all of you.” He said softly. “Go out the back door on the first floor. Your key cards were reactivated somehow.” “Thank you.” She said as she smiled and they got in the elevator, and she pressed the button down. “I didn’t see anyone standing there, did anyone else?” “No.” Everyone said.

My face turned serious. I felt extremely uncomfortable as the gatekeeper looked at me with a mocking and contemptuous gaze. The gatekeeper, seeing that I refused to leave, spoke up, "The Brownie Club only welcomes members. If you are not a member, you need to be accompanied by someone who has a membership card." The gatekeeper looked at me with disdain, his tone filled with impatience, and said, "You are even worse dressed than me. Do you think someone would invite you here as a guest? That's laughable!"

“Shadow must choose.” “No,” Corin snaps. “He does not.” “If Shadow refuses,” Seren continues faintly, “Flame may choose for him.” That hits harder than the first. Bram looks at me, eyes wide. “I feel like we should clarify that we are collectively against this.” “The Gatekeeper will stand between them,” Seren says, voice thinning. “He will hold the threshold.” Lazriel goes very still. “The one who walks between doors,” Seren whispers. “He will decide who passes… and who is sealed beyond.”

To fire him, burn the contract, anything to smother the heat coiling in his chest. He went for the bar cart instead, took the bottle, and poured until the glass was more full than it should’ve been. The crystal was cold against his hand, grounding him for half a second then slipping, because nothing really steadied him. He swallowed the burn and let it scrape down his throat. “You hear anything about that burner?” he asked Isabella, his voice sharper than he meant, clipped and jagged. She didn’t flinch. She stood at his desk, typing on her tablet, with a mean. “IT is still working on it. Whoever locked this down knew what they were doing. Military-grade encryption. Professional.”

No, it wasn’t layered, it wasn’t fractured but singular and defined. And it was walking forward inside the beam as if stepping through a doorway meant only for it. Kade’s hand tightened weakly around mine and his voice barely audible. “That’s the Gatekeeper.” The beam flared brighter and the silhouette lifted its head looking directly at us from miles away.

"If the old man doesn't know how to answer it any longer, and there's reason to believe he doesn't, we're still in trouble." "Can we find another Gatekeeper?" Erica at least offered a suggestion that might help. "From another Gate?" That was actually a good idea. Or at least I thought so until Galleytrot shook his head. "Each Gate is keyed to one family and only they can answer the knock."

A key. Small and old, worn smooth from years of use. He slid it across the table without a word and I looked at it and then at him. "What is this," I said. "The front gate," he said. I looked at it again. "You can leave whenever you choose," he said. "The gate opens from the inside and there are no guards between you and the road." A pause. "If you stay it should be because you want to. Not because you have no other option."

They all shuddered at his ruthlessness. “How can we trust you that you will also let our world go?” Arlen asked. “After all, our world still has the Gate.” he said. They nodded in agreement with what Arlen said. “You don’t know?” Nicht looked at them in surprise. “You only have to kill the guardian of the Gate so that the Gate would also disappear.” He answered. They were stunned. Nicht maliciously smiled. “So you don’t know…” he muttered. “The Gate only appears because someone was born to guard it. In short, its guardian was born.” He said. “Kill its guardian and the Gate disappears!” he told them.

I waited for a while and there was nothing, not even a gatekeeper in sight. I stepped out to personally knock on the gates before the gatekeeper came running down, for quicks breath. With a humble and apologetic tone, the gatekeeper explained, "I sincerely apologize, sir. I'm the only one on duty. I was assisting Mr. Mulan and was unaware of your arrival. Please forgive my oversight." "Please open the gate." As the gate was unlocked, I swiftly returned to my vehicle and took my seat behind the wheel.