A Game Of Veils Novels & Stories

Twists. Something unseen pressing outward from her in a wave that ripples through the space around us, reaching beyond the walls, beyond the clearing, beyond the sanctuary itself. Shielding. Masking. Redirecting. I feel it. Even without seeing it fully. The way the world outside shifts. The way the presence of the hunters— Flickers. Confuses. Misaligns. But— It costs her. I see it immediately. The way her body tenses. The way her breath catches.

My heart skipped a beat when he put his hands on the wall and leaned close to me, ripping my strength to replace it with his intoxication. "Miss Beth." He whispered huskily, completing his sentence, moving his face so close to mine. I shuddered as I could feel his malicious plans under my fingernails, stirring my mind. "What game?" I asked in a whisper, not liking this at all but his offer was too good to resist. He let out a low yet dark chuckle and moved to my neck and spoke up in a whisper, "For the next ten minutes, I will seduce you and if the word 'Please' escaped your lips. You lose."

It spread quickly, rolling low across the ground before lifting higher, swallowing the houses one by one. Within moments, the entire settlement was wrapped in it. Eira grabbed my wrist. “Windows,” she said. We moved fast, checking every crack and corner, pressing cloth along the edges of the frames. “Is it dangerous?” I asked. “Not exactly dangerous,” she said after a moment. “Just… not meant for everyone.” “That doesn’t sound comforting.” She glanced at the thick mist outside before speaking again. “It’s called the Memory Veil. It fills the empty spaces history left behind—the parts that were lost or erased. When it shows up, it means the past and the present are beginning to collide agains

“Everything all right?” “Just discussing your favorite subject,” Riven called from camp. “You.” Kyren’s eyes didn’t leave mine. “Stay close when we cross. The Veil plays tricks. It will use anything it can to even your thoughts.” “Like what?” I asked. He hesitated. “Like me.” When dusk fell, the Veil came alive. The sky turned the color of dying embers, and the air thickened with heat and whispers. We stood at the ravine’s edge, staring into the red mist that churned below.

“I was taken.” A flicker of something crossed his face. Amusement? Pity? She couldn’t tell. “That’s what you think,” he murmured, stepping closer. “But the Veil doesn’t just take—it calls. And it called for you.” Elara swallowed hard. He’s playing a game. She forced herself to stand tall. “Then tell me why. What does the Veil want with me?” Kael tilted his head, his smirk deepening. “Maybe it’s not the Veil that wants you.”

Others were older, more violent, the magic only contained by stone that still remembered the ways it had been used to hurt you for merely touching the wrong brick. I passed through them all. They were not wards to keep people out. Not really. They were meant to make you forget the door was there. But I don’t forget things like that. Not for very long. The room on the other side was not large. A single chamber, oval in shape. The ceiling was domed, arching low in the center like the ribs of some long-dead leviathan. There were no windows. No torches. Only the faint violet luminescence of sigils carved into the walls, Umbraen, etched so deep into the rock that they would never fade. The way yo

"Everybody wants to play the game, except for you. Is just a game and nothing more. She voiced out and i felt a little embarrassed. " come on daisy! Kelly nudged me again." I took a quick breath. Is just a game daisy; you can do this." I assured myself. " Okay am in." I voiced out "Hey! What's your name? A boy asked the girl standing. " Call me Tala." She said and tore a piece of paper from a book on the table. So am going to give a brief summary on how the game is. The rules are, you will pay a certain amount to any question you fail to answer. Or play a dare if you don't have the money." She said and i felt scared about the whole thing. Oh heavens!

The dark sky with the moon hidden behind the night clouds could signal some crime going on. The roads of Ville were empty as Amelthia, a young girl about 22 years, ran bare feet for the sake of her life. Fear was evident in her eyes, her body cold from the wind, her feet covered with blood, breathing heavily and erotic, she was helpless. As Amelthia ran she would continuously look back to see if she was far enough or not. As she kept looking back, she stumbled over a stone falling on her knees and hurting them.

A shadow coils around his heart, visible beneath his skin. “Stop!” you scream. **“The Veil requires a life,”** she croons. **“His… or theirs.”** The dagger hums in your hand, its edge singing with power.

It would take some getting used to, but I couldn’t but appreciate the unique beauty of it. ‘’I can make it look however I wish’’ He said and raised his hand. He said something under his breath and instantly the view of the valley changed to that of the earth with green fields and blue sky with fluffy-looking white clouds and normal birds flying happily in the sun-filled sky, almost as if I was really looking down a valley back on earth. ‘’But this is Hades, not Earth.’’ He said and, with the same motion, returned the scenery to that of the underworld.