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The Veilworn Return

作者: Jordana Faye
last update 公開日: 2026-02-17 05:41:36

They didn’t knock.

They didn’t speak. Silent tension spread; even birds hushed, as if nature itself recognized their hierarchy. The wind faded, and the insects vanished. Their silence pressed in, deliberate and heavy, crowding out stray thoughts. Intent remained, the only certainty.

They appeared at the edge of the Mirabella orchard, draped in shadow and silence that unsettled. Their shapes flickered—three, maybe more. Even the orchard seemed hesitant, as if reality were uncerta

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  • First Bite   What Jade Remembers

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  • First Bite   The Sovereign's Choice

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  • First Bite   Rise of the Fourth

    Tristan The bond broke at dawn, when the first thin light crept through the library’s high windows and painted the world in aching blue. Tristan’s dreams shattered, yanked away like a curtain torn from its rail, leaving him gasping in the half-light. Not completely. Not like a string cut clean. It tore. The sensation was jagged, raw—a rending that echoed through marrow and memory both. In that instant, every shared laugh, every comfort, every promise between them seemed to unravel, threads pulled loose by invisible hands. Like something alive being peeled away. He jolted awake in the Mirabella library, hand to his chest, breath gone. The shelves loomed around him, cold and silent, their shadows stretching long across the battered rug. His heart pounded as if trying to find the lost rhythm of the bond. The bond that had lived between them—golden, warm, steady—was now a splintered current, cold and twitching like static beneath his ribs. He pressed his palm flat, searching for t

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    The mirror stopped smiling first. Autumn shattered it anyway.The council met at midnight, deep beneath a hollowed-out basilica carved into the earth. Pillars wrapped in ivy framed a long obsidian table. Around it sat the supernatural elite—witches, vampires, spiritwalkers, and those who had surviv

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  • First Bite   The Echoing

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  • First Bite   Author Note

    Book one has come to end, but the story has not ended here; there is still more to come if you know where to look

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  • First Bite   Fifteen

    The estate was silent.Too silent.Not the kind of silence that comforted, but the kind that watched—breathing behind the walls, listening through the floorboards. It wasn’t absence. It was attention.Autumn descended the grand staircase, her bare feet cool against the stone. Each step echoed loude

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