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SLIPPING AWAY

مؤلف: Wren Gray
last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-07-29 15:16:34

"Power doesn't disappear all at once. It slips through your fingers the moment the person you controlled stops being afraid of you."

PAIGE

Something was wrong. Very wrong.

I had spent my entire life knowing exactly how Kiva would react to me. Lower her head. Apologize. Flinch. Cry. She was predictable in the way of someone who had been taught repeatedly what the consequences of unpredictability were, and I had always found that reliability convenient.

But ever since she had come here, something
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  • THE VEILED BRIDE    THE ORB

    "Some destinies are not forged. They are remembered."KIVAI glanced at Tamara. She had been unusually quiet since we entered the clearing of the priestess place."You okay?""I don't like old people who know too much."I laughed softly. "That's oddly specific.""It'll make sense in a minute."The cottage door swung open before I could ask what she meant."I was beginning to think the two of you had gotten lost." The Priestess stood in the doorway, silver hair over her shoulders, with the unhurried air of someone who had been waiting and had never doubted the wait would end. Her gaze moved to me first, then shifted to Tamara.A slow smile spread across her lips. "It took you long enough."Tamara leaned against the porch railing. "I was busy not dying.""I see your sense of humor survived.""Barely.""And your manners?""They died years ago."The Priestess chuckled. "I noticed."I looked between them. "You know each other?"Tamara answered first. "Unfortunately.""I practically raised

  • THE VEILED BRIDE    CAUSING CHAOS IS MINE

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  • THE VEILED BRIDE    BACK FROM THE DEAD

    "Some people walk into a room and demand attention. Others walk into a room, and the world remembers why fear exists."KIVAFor a long moment, nobody moved.Bryan knelt on the ground clutching the arrow through his hand, blood dripping steadily onto the cracked concrete. He didn't seem to notice it. His eyes were fixed on the doorway. Mine were too.She stepped inside as though she owned the world.Long white hair spilled down her back like something belonging to a different era. Her dark leather clothes were mud-stained from the forest. A bow rested in one hand with the relaxed grip of someone who had been carrying one since they could walk. Three empty spaces in the quiver across her back explained the three arrows now buried in Bryan's body. She couldn't have been much older than me. But she looked like she had lived ten different lifetimes inside the same number of years.She was me. The same face. The same lips and nose and height. But everything else was different. Where people

  • THE VEILED BRIDE    GET YOUR HAND OFF HER...

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  • THE VEILED BRIDE    "TAKE IT OFF"

    "The bravest thing a broken person can do is say yes to something good."KIVA."Yes."The word came out broken by tears, cracked right down the middle, not elegant at all, not the way I had ever imagined saying something like that if I was ever lucky enough to be asked something like this."Yes, Fa

  • THE VEILED BRIDE    "DON'T GO"

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  • THE VEILED BRIDE    YES OR NO?

    “ ALLOW YOURSELF TO SHINE WITHOUT BEING SEEN” KIVA POV.He looked at me for a moment like he was deciding how much to say."The Decaulion," he said.I went still.The name alone did that. Even to someone like me, someone who had spent most of her life looking down rather than up at the structures

  • THE VEILED BRIDE    SANDALWOOD. RAIN. HOME.

    "The thing about being loved by the right person is that it doesn't feel like anything you were warned about. It feels like finally exhaling."KIVA POV.For a second I could only stare at him. Fabian stood near the library doors holding a bouquet of white lilies and dark red roses in one hand while

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