Born In The Veil Novels & Stories

And then there was the final catalyst: a double-inscribed seal that bound both triggers into one failsafe. “I’m going to hurt you,” I said. Evelina rolled up her sleeve and presented her arm without hesitation. “So do most things that are worth surviving.” I chewed on the inside of my cheek to avoid replying that last time I felt something worth surviving, it had been her arm wrapped around my shoulders. We set to work without further conversation.

Because the veil had thinned. And it would not hold forever.

“It will never forget you.” Arthur bares his teeth in a grin that is all promise and defiance. “Good,” he says. “Neither will we.” We step through the doorway together. Behind us, the Veil closes— Not like a prison. Like an eye that has just learned how to see.

“It makes her the veil’s queen. But you’re the people’s.” Ewen added, “And now the veil wants to decide between you.” At midnight, I sat alone at the altar again, flame weaving through my fingers without thought The veil in front of me shimmered gently, calm for now I closed my eyes And whispered a single word “Why?” And the veil responded Not in words In visions I saw her Not a shadow Not a wraith A queen Seated on a throne carved from ribs and roses Wolves bent before her in silence, marked not by bond but by oath

Her mother took something from her bag—a white, thin cloth. "Wear this. This will be your veil." "Do I really need that, Mom?" "Yes, you do. Turn around and bend down a bit." She turned around, and her mother started placing the veil on her head. She was really prepared because she also brought hairpins. Then she faced her and placed the other part of the veil on her face. "Let's go." Her mother and father went inside first before she was pulled by her mother. But when they entered, she felt like sinking into the tiles of the municipal hall because everyone's eyes were on her. Good thing her mother gave her a veil, so it's not too embarrassing.

Alice gasped when she realized she was at a dead end—she wasn’t a magician and therefore couldn’t disappear. However, there were three doors aligned in the VIP section. She hastily opened one of them and stepped inside. Her back pressed against the door as her mouth flew open in shock. Her eyes scrutinized the room—it was the luxury she couldn’t afford, even if she sold her kidney. She snapped out of her trance and quickly locked the door from the inside.

I stepped on a twig which sent shivers down my spine and almost fell, my veil fell to the floor. "Did you hear that?" I heard someone ask. I quickly grabbed my veil and hid behind a tree. A flashlight was flashed towards my direction but they couldn't see me because of the huge tree. My heart pounded in my chest when I heard the rustling of leaves coming towards me. I couldn't afford to get caught after so much effort I put into this plan. If it fell through, I might never be able to get my child out of their clutches again.

He grunts. Lucas hand raised to brush the curls out of his face but the planned movement was interrupted, forcing his eyes open he looked down at himself to see what had caused the intrusion and to his surprise he found that he was completely covered with a blanket and his helper had gone an extra mile to help with loosening up his buttons and belt. His shoes were also gotten rid of.

She didn’t want to get roped into the package deal that was Anders. But Veil couldn’t help it. He was alluring, standing there with needy eyes and disheveled hair, exactly portraying the image of the young boy her mother warned her to avoid back in high school. Now, that young boy was a man and was giving her every chance to stay away from him. But Veil took a step forward, his eyes watching her as she continued, like a choreographed movement, until she stopped in front of him.