The New Gate Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“What’s behind that Gate doesn’t just want to be known—it wants to become the only thing ever known.” Selena’s pulse drummed against her skin as the words settled. She looked down at her hands and saw threads unraveling from her veins, rewriting her bones with language older than creation. Calem’s presence flickered beside her, like a lighthouse swallowed by storm. The Gate exhaled again, and the sound was a child’s laugh—followed by a scream that made the mist bleed. She didn’t know if she was standing still or if the world had simply stopped turning around her. All she knew was that the lock was no longer waiting. It was choosing.

“We fight. Together.” I kissed his forehead. “I love you.” He knew what that meant. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “Don’t, fi.....don’t.” But I was already moving. Past Elandra. Past the circle. Past the edge of what the living should know. Rowan didn’t stop me. Mia watched like she was watching a funeral and I walked straight into the Gate. I wasn’t in a place. I was the place. My skin hummed. My bones cracked open. Memories unraveled.

At its center stood the Gate. Not like the others. This one wasn’t carved or summoned. It grew. It rose from the earth like an obsidian tree, pulsing with light that was neither fire nor shadow but something between—a third path. Seraphina stepped forward. The ring on her finger disintegrated into ash. Her gauntlet flared white-hot. And the Gate spoke. --- “You are late,” it said—not aloud, but into every corner of her mind. Seraphina froze. Her breath caught.

The spirits' whispers merged into a single voice, urging us onward, guiding our steps. "We've come so far," Samantha whispered, her voice quivering with anticipation. "Let's unlock the gate and bring Scarlett back to us." With hands trembling but hearts steadfast, we approached the gate, its ancient symbols glowing with latent power. We each placed a hand upon the gateway, the sacrifice of the our predecessors resonating within us. As our fingertips made contact, a surge of energy coursed through our bodies, intertwining our fates with the whispers of the past. The gate shuddered, its mechanisms awakening after centuries of slumber.

Coming out from that shock as quickly as I could, I rushed forward, making sure that I was right behind Whadh whose hands were casually dug into his pockets while heading for the huge gate that began to part as we reached the fence. Why do I feel like Whadh's mother, that flaming woman was saying the truth about me attracting negative energy until I'm out to rest forever. Suddenly getting drowned with the thoughts in my head, I was pulled back by the ear splitting sound that rose to the sky as the massive metal gate opened wide enough for us to enter. "Welcome back, my Prince." Several men dressed in funny armor with just the spot of their manhood covered, chorused a loud salute to Whadh. Wh

And I already knew that I was going to have the time of my life. With that thought, I lulled myself to sleep. _---------_----------_------ That's chapter 1. Please tell me what you think. The Garbas will soon make an entrance don't worry. Plea Vote on this chapter, Comment and Share. All my love😘

Every god hoping I would become predictable. The next trouble came through the side door, where bad news usually entered. In the First Gate, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The ash-light pressed against every window while a dead radio marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Final Gate War felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones. I almost disappeared into it. Then Ava yanked the cord.

Will they find each other again even in a completely new world? Tell me what you think! Will they remember? Will they find each other? How does this new reality work?! Chapter 56 is NEW BEGINNINGS and everything starts over! END OF CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE

This Awakening wasn't the first one to occur, in fact it was the third Awakening, but it was the first in which Alicia had been either killed or captured. She remembered waking up on her home world the day of the Awakening, hearing the call that had been sent out through the Space-time Continuum. She didn't feel that electric like feeling she normally did, the presence of her abilities was there, but she felt fractured somehow. Almost as if she had awoken in a body that had been sabotaged upon her arrival. None of the Awakenings had been like this one, she felt wounded. Not mortally, like a piece of her soul had been taken from her somehow. If she had arrived to the day, she'd become a Gatek

Not Kael. Not Draven. Something new. Something awake. And the Gate— opened again.