Hells Gate Novels & Stories

"Breathe, Damien…Breathe…You can do this." With one click, the door slowly opens. There is a bright light that blinds me but for a moment. No, I am not in heaven. I have entered when these humans have their day. Now let me paint you the picture. This is not a gate that leads into a rose garden. It is not the type of gate that leads into a park. This gate, well, it has landed me in a pile of filth and mud. Somewhere on the outskirts of this city, the gate that leads you to hell is found on the edge of an old abandoned graveyard.

At that moment, an old voice said, “Primal, have you forgotten that he came in three years ago? He then went out again. So, you shouldn’t be disconcerted. Perhaps he can really walk out directly.” Uh… Alex looked in the direction of the gate. The Pantheon Tomb was enormous and very tall. The gate was also a towering existence. The width of the two frames reached several hundred meters, not to mention the height. Every building in this place reflected the concept of majesty. Holly said, “I’ll walk out and take a look.” She seemed shocked. The gate was not closed at all. It seemed to be a desert outside, where she could clearly see the sand and desert with varying elevations in the distance. A

I yelled out of fury. GUILT Small word with big effects. Something that is burning me from inside then something that makes me hate myself. Akash, someone called me from behind I turned to see there standing is my.............. ************************************ How is it ?

2026. PRESENT. SEOUL. HELL MORGATHOR PRISON. ☠️ SORA ☠️ ‘Hell Morgathor prison’ is carved in front of the gate, with a skeleton head that’s meant to signify death. The detective gets verified, and the gate opens wide to let us in.

Some part of the hedge seemed to close in over the top, making the passageway dark and cold, and it was always a relief to walk back into the warm and sunny part of the path. As Millie got to the first turning, she wondered if she should go on. Almost immediately there were turns left and right; she looked further on, there was no point going right from here the hedge went about ten feet and then stopped in a dead-end, and there was a pretty statue of a nude on a plinth in the centre of its curve. Gabriel scratched his head with one of his drumsticks; they were sitting in the control room of their woodland studio. "A party, here?"

Just said I was a crazy bastard, and now I'm prostrating myself. Cia's hand stretched out to the side where the door was, she didn't close it but pressed her five hands on the palm print on the side of the gate. As it lasted, hundreds of flames resembling people's bodies flocked out. It no longer resembled, but it was indeed a person or creature roasted in the fires of hell. This is Hades' hellish gate, but Cia has access to it. "Suck up all those who sin!" Cia's order at the gates of hell.

Chapter 10: Echoes of Destruction The rusted iron gates of the obsidian citadel loomed before them, a gaping maw in the desolate crimson landscape. Behind them, the monstrous creatures howled in frustration, their metallic claws scraping against the barren rock. Evie and Liam, hearts pounding in their chests, sprinted towards the gate, desperate for any semblance of refuge. With a resounding clang, the gate swung open, revealing a dark, cavernous entrance. Without hesitation, they plunged into the cool, stale air that emanated from within. The heavy gate slammed shut behind them, momentarily cutting off the sounds of the pursuing horde.

Allistair's Chaos surged to meet it and they stepped through together. The Void tore open before them. Lucifer stepped out first, boots landing on scorched earth that stretched like a dead horizon. Allistair followed, his hand reaching automatically for Lucifer's sleeve as the violent heat of the domain slammed into him. They stood before the Gate of Hell. A colossal structure carved into a canyon of obsidian and bone, normally roaring with the souls of the damned, now sealed. Silent and smothering. A lock of pure celestial gold pulsed across its center, sending divine chains through it like veins. The sigils of the Seraphim blazed with white fire. It was Luna's doing.

The stench of death followed as they ventured deeper into the forest. Jennet stood before the massive red gate; a mirror with water on the surface. The water swirled in all directions, making one have a headache the longer one looked at it. Something about the gate felt off. "Is this the West Gate?" she asked. "It is," replied Horan. "It changes appearance from time to time." "No wonder..." she murmured. Horan glanced, surprised. "Have you been expecting this?" Without looking at him, she responded, "No, but it felt unsettling that this feels so familiar."

"Who are 'they' and just what world do you all come from?" Xander turned to face her. "We come from Eden, it's the same as your world only.... different. Someone there learned how to travel to other dimensions, they opened some kind of gateway and came here but they brought something from our world that doesn't belong here." At that moment images of another world started to flood Helena's memory, she could see beautiful green fields and massive cityscapes. The crazy thing was that she felt as if she had been there before. She knew that was impossible because if she had been there before she would be able to recall something from that world that she knew. The images in her brain started to br