Traitors Gate Novels & Stories

His curse word brought tears in my year as there were so many real faces of his that yet to be disclosed. My lower lip quivered as he opened the gate wide for me as before he intentionally didn’t open it properly, I guess. I sat in the car as the guards must not have heard what he said to me in whisper but they saw everything. I knew I was his wife but that was too much. I didn’t think that I would be able to look at them ever again. If they see this then the words would travel towards Sabreena and then from there they would travel around the world.

I did this for Irene's father, for Irene, and for Silas. “Let it be known,” I said, turning to the crowd again, “that they didn’t act alone. Those seven traitors had minions.” A murmur swelled as more names were read: “Chris, my right man,” I chuckled in disbelief. “Alpha Kael, Malcolm Stark, and his unfortunate son, Peris Stark. They are all traitors.” Gasps again. I was also in disbelief. These people were so close to me, yet they betrayed me so significantly.

A wad of cold fear formed in her stomach. “What gate?” she asked, confused. His smile widened beneath the cracked mask. “The Gate of Collapse.” A ripple of horror spread through the room. A Noctis envoy shouted, “That’s a myth!” A Solaris judge protested, “That gate cannot exist!” Ariadne stiffened. “Explain yourself.” The assassin stretched his fingers, corrupted luminous dancing between them. “The Gate is real. And only one soul can unlock it.” He pointed at Alessia with two fingers. “Yours.”

So, I grabbed Thalia and shushed her. Then, I deliberately closed the blinds and locked the door. I deliberately mussed my hair and wrinkled my clothes before dragging Thalia out of the firm 30 minutes later. When we got inside the car, Thalia couldn't help but ask in confusion, "What was that about? You locked the door, but you didn't even— Holy shit! Why is this pervert going through your trash?" She was referring to Francesca. I'd connected my phone to the spy cams I'd installed in my office. Now, it was showing Francesca going through my trash in full HD.

He assured me and about fifteen minutes later, Beta Nathan returned looking angry. “Alpha Dorris. We have found the one who opened the gates for the intruder.” He said with his nostrils flaring, and I turned to him in surprise. “All the time, the enemy was right with us.” He said, and turned to the back. “Bring the traitor in.” He said, and just then, Mia was forced in, looking guilty.

Kenzie squealed at them. "You're such a buzzkill, Kenzie," Knight said, rolling his eyes. Kenzie gave him a glare. It appears that none of them had any first-grade experiences. "So, here's the real update, guys. Murphy has a house downtown. No, scratch that—a palace," Kenzie said. He paused for a moment, looking at each of us. "Well, I also have terrible news. That palace is basically a prison. They have a dungeon, a basement for storage, a bunker, and man-made tunnels. They use these for transportation in their illegal businesses," he explained, showing us a picture of Murphy's palace. There were also pictures of Murphy and his father, along with Jasper and Jhovel Messina.

The two people are not stupid and they know who is telling the truth and who is not. Compared to the guardian of the Gate’s brother, he is more trustworthy than those space ability users who always hide in the dark and have suspicious objectives. The guardian of the Gate betraying her friend, the princess, and the kingdom? And then attacking them? Then why was no one able to defeat her, who is on her lonesome, while they have many people on their side? And Rayven, the most loyal knight, to usurp the throne for his lover? Rayven is not stupid since not only it would be unfavorable for him and Vira to fight the guardians who even have two gods – Tet and Phyros, and three immortals – Theos, Hor

Elena Amid that impenetrable darkness, there was no glimmer of light, not even the faintest spark. It was an abyss, an unending sea of obsidian, gripping me in its inescapable vice. The claws of this darkness were dangerous, scary, and strange. Then, a glimmer, a beacon in that sea of shadows—I saw it. My room, nestled in a forgotten corner, bathed in the gentle glow of two lamps. My old room, a sanctuary I'd occupied before my world changed, before I was reduced to a slave, marked with a sinister and damning moniker—the Traitor's Daughter.

"I came here to talk about our marriage, Bette, but it seems there's no longer any reason to discuss it." I stepped in front of Ashe and shot back, "Oh my God, you finally get it! Good! Now let's mutually agree never to show up in each other's lives again!" Emil gritted his teeth. "You'll regret this, Bette." I crossed my arms and sneered. He had no idea what true regret felt like. True regret was giving him all my heart and soul, only to be repaid with betrayal, disfigurement, and death. "You'll see." He shot me a murderous glare before walking away.

Whispers hissed like snakes. He stopped in front of the dais, kept my hand in his. Thorne spoke first. “The breach tonight was no accident. Someone opened the south gate from inside. We have a traitor.” Murmurs rolled through the crowd. Lyra stepped forward. “It was her.” She pointed straight at me. “Aria’s been meeting rogues. She’s marked by one after all so she must have let them in.” Kade squeezed my hand, hard. I lifted my chin. “That’s not true.”