Beneath The Veil Novels & Stories

In my previous life, the fake daughter Linda Veil wanted the billionaire family all to herself. She manipulated my adopted brother Jason with her two-faced act, sabotaging me at every turn. All I ever wanted was family. Instead, they came to despise me, and shipped me off to the African savannah to fend for myself. Before the plane even landed, Mom and Dad threw me out from low altitude, hatred written all over their faces. "Stay out there and learn your lesson. Let's see if you ever dare hurt your sister again!" "We'll come get you once you've straightened up." Both my legs shattered on impact. I lay in the grass, sobbing that I was sorry, begging them to believe me. But the sun cracked my skin open and wild animals stripped me to the bone. They never came back for me. Right before I died, I finally learned the truth. Sending me to the savannah had been Linda's idea all along. She'd spent three hundred million commissioning a lifelike robot to replace my dead body. Mom and Dad watched the cameras every day, seeing a lively, healthy "robot me" going about life. They had no idea I was already gone. And Linda? She married my adopted brother, poisoned my parents slowly, and inherited every last penny of the Veil fortune, handing it all to her human-trafficking birth parents. Then I opened my eyes again. I'd been reborn, back to the day the billionaire family first took me home. This time around, I'd worked ten jobs at once to survive and developed a serious mental illness. Whoever messed with me got the full crazy treatment.

Ava Hart is a broke waitress who takes a catering shift at a private event to pay her bills. When the real bride vanishes minutes before the ceremony, Ava ends up in the wrong hallway at the wrong moment Then the groom spots her with a gun safety clicks somewhere behind her. She says yes. By the time the veil comes off, she is legally married to Dante Moretti head of one of the most dangerous families in the city. She has no power. No exit. And a secret she has spent five years protecting that this marriage is about to make impossible to keep. Dante is not the man she expected. The mansion is not the cage she prepared for. And the danger that follows her through those doors did not come from outside. It was already inside. Waiting.

The bed was wet beneath me, soaked by the juices that flowed from between my thighs. A grunt, one so husky brushed against my ear as he moved in and out of me. "Don't tell Kimberly," Alpha Ryan groaned as he pushes his cock deeper until the tip brushed a tender spot. I shudder beneath him. Kimberly was his future Luna. She was also my sister. I looked up at him beneath my lashes. "Don't tell my sister you slipped inside the wrong one?"

In the glittering heat of Baghdad, archaeology expert Valentina Bianchi is sold into a marriage of convenience to the one man she has every reason to hate: the cold, ruthless billionaire Raffaele Ricchezza. Forced into a legal union to secure Raffaele’s ten-billion-dollar inheritance, Valentina harbors a secret agenda, to infiltrate the Ricchezza empire and crush it from within to avenge her father’s death. But the “deal with the devil” quickly spirals into a lethal game of obsession and ancient secrets. As Valentina and Raffaele hunt for orichalcum, a mythical substance capable of changing the world, they are hunted by the Saffron Veil and the mercenary who pulled the trigger on Valentina’s past. From the ruins of Mesopotamia to the Andes of Peru, the line between revenge and desire blurs. Valentina must decide if she can trust the man who bought her, or if the fire of her vengeance will burn them both to the ground.

Asalea's eyes narrowed. She can guess that the event is a wedding ceremony. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion? "Whose wedding is this?” she asked the man who fetched her. “Yours, Madam.”He said and then got something inside his paper bag. “Please wear this,” the man said handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with black diamonds. “What did you say?!” Asalea gasped in surprise. “This is your wedding Madam.” The young man repeated his statement. “Who shall I be marrying?” with narrowed eyes, Asalea asked again. “You will know later on. Please be ready Madam. The wedding march will start.” Then the man step aside and motioned her to walk forward when the wedding march song started to fill the whole astrodome. Asalea does not know if she will follow or will make herself invisible and run. She chose the first. She knows that she will be dead if she will run. At least they will not kill her. Looking at her elegant black gown, her veil with tiara, and the venue of the wedding; she knows she will be marrying someone of a high profile from the Glodeous Kingdom. She can still start her life here and then plan for her revenge later on against the Ecleteon werewolves. With chin held up, Asalea made her graceful walk going to the altar. Getting nearer the altar, she saw the back of a man standing in front. Asalea surmises that he might be her groom. “Hmm, not bad,” she murmured. Slowly the man turned his back and faced her when she was already walking almost beside him. Asalea's eyes grew big when she recognized the man. “Hello, my pretty vampy.” He whispered, intensely looking at her with his ocean-like deep blue eyes.

Because some obsessions are not loud. They whisper. And some sins do not destroy you all at once; they consume you slowly. Dorothy Kace was raised to be admired. As the daughter of a world-renowned Olympic icon, every aspect of her life has been carefully controlled—from the food she eats to the way she stands beneath the spotlight. But beneath the polished image is a lonely girl desperate to breathe. Then her mother marries Sebastien Dmitri. Her father's former best friend. A man of quiet power, sharp control, and unreadable intentions. Sebastien unsettles Dorothy in ways she cannot explain. He sees the cracks beneath her perfection. The bruises, hidden beneath ballet ribbons. The fear behind her obedience. The rebellion, growing underneath her perfect image. Dorothy knows she should hate him. And the more she resists him, the more dangerous their connection becomes.

Kathy’s heart has always belonged to Jason. But on her wedding night, the veil is torn away—she isn’t Jason’s bride at all. She’s married to his ruthless brother, Draven. Driven by revenge and a past soaked in betrayal, Draven never intended this marriage to be about love. He wanted to claim what his brother cherished most, to make Kathy pay for sins that weren’t hers. But the more she resists him, the more dangerous his obsession grows. Torn between the man she loves and the husband who ignites a forbidden fire inside her, Kathy is caught in a storm of lies, vengeance, and desire. And Draven must choose—keep destroying her in his thirst for revenge, or surrender to the one woman who could ruin him completely.

Hidden from human eyes, Obscura Arcanum University has existed for centuries—where wolves, witches, and vampires sharpen their magic behind walls of secrecy. But when Nora—a runaway with nothing but scars and survival instincts—accidentally stumbles through the veil, everything changes. She isn’t human. She isn’t supposed to exist. The last ember of a bloodline buried in ash, Nora’s presence reignites an ancient prophecy whispered in fear and forgotten by time. Now, the heirs of the old Houses—the Fang, the Rose, and the Star—are watching her. Some want her gone. Others want her controlled. And the three most dangerous men on campus? They’re tied to her fate in ways no one expected. The world was never meant to let the bloodlines unite. But the world doesn’t get a choice anymore.

Embyrson McElrath's life in Georgia was a veil covering her true destiny. At Devil's Lake Academy in North Dakota, she faces chilling nightmares and discovers her supernatural heritage. Entangled in a world of magic and creatures, she meets the captivating Daxten Belmont, her fated mate. As Embyrson approaches her eighteenth birthday, her latent powers surface, binding her to four mystical realms. Amidst fae, elves, wolves, and vampires, she must embrace her royal destiny while navigating a complex romance with Daxten. Tensions rise when the enigmatic Hunter Blackwin vies for her attention, challenging Daxten. A masked ball turns treacherous when darkness strikes, leading to Embyrson's abduction and a struggle between love and ancient forces contending for her soul.

“Give me your hands,” he ordered, coldly. I froze, watching him loosen his tie as he walked closer. Something about him felt… off. Mean. Distant. My throat went dry, but I gave him my hands anyway. He gripped my wrists—tight enough for my pulse to throb under his fingers. He wrapped the tie around them and pulled, dragging me up the bed like an animal on a leash. My back hit the headboard. Before I could react, he tied the other end of the tie to the frame. Then he reached for the veil on the nightstand. “What are you doing?” I asked, heart racing. He didn’t answer….just placed the veil over my head like I was a doll. “Making sure I don’t see your face and wish it was hers,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt. I blinked. “Hers?” He leaned in. His jaw clenched. “Your twin sister,” he said. “I wanted her. Not you.” His words felt like someone yanked the floor right under me. “I should be with her,” he added cruelly. “Loving her. Worshiping her. Not stuck with a knockoff pretending to be my wife.” I couldn’t breathe. My hands fought the tie, but it was useless. I was trapped, veiled and bound. Lucian didn’t want me. He wanted ‘her’ instead. —------------- Losing her clinic was devastating. Facing eviction was worse. But accepting a mysterious nursing job? That was desperation at its finest. What Scarlett Ashford didn’t expect was that her patient would be her terminally ill twin, the same sister she’d cut ties with. And Lucian Montgomery, her sister’s cold billionaire husband, offered her a proposition far beyond medical care. He wanted her to be his surrogate. Scarlett wonders—what twisted melodrama has she gotten herself into?