Novel & Cerita Broken Veil

You are mine. Her eyes snapped open. “Not anymore.” She thrust her palm forward. The light in her hand met the black veins of the Veil—and exploded. The world turned white. When the light cleared, the chamber was chaos. The Veil had cracked like glass, shards of dreamlight raining down. Malrec staggered, clutching his chest as the Sleepless One twisted behind him, half free, half bound. Lucian caught Saraphina as she faltered. Her breath came in ragged bursts. “The bond—it’s breaking both of them!”

A thousand voices, broken and freed, sang through the breach. And then, Silence. Pure. Whole.Real. --- Selene collapsed. Rowan caught her. The veil sealed behind them. The sky, for the first time in generations—Held.

“The pact is broken.” Something rips through me — a tearing from within. The thread that tied me to this place, to their will, to their rules, snaps like a bowstring under too much strain. I feel the runes that marked me as one of them sear my skin before fading to nothing. “You are no longer of the Veiled Ones,” the voice says. A pause — deliberate, final. “You are no longer of anyone.” The Hall collapses around me — not with noise, but with absence. The marble vanishes, the veils dissolve, the air warms.

It’s the most powerful object I’ve ever been around. “If you feel it draining you, take it off immediately,” King Arlo begs her. The stark terror in his eyes breaks my heart and I wish I can tell him Veilbreaker won’t harm Hilda. Ironically, it won’t kill anyone who doesn’t offer their life freely. It will take the life essence it needs in order to nullify evil, if that’s more than Hilda has to give, it will drain her.

But this was no whisper. This was a scream. The vision had not been a gentle unfolding of possibility, no drifting veil of futures yet to be. It was a brutal unveiling, a tearing away of all that was safe. The Veil—shimmering, invisible, ever-present—was not merely thinning. It was tearing.

The same feeling he’d had when the first relic called to him. Except this time it wasn’t a call. It was a warning. Soren stepped forward, eyes fixed on the tree. “This is where it broke.” “No,” Lena said quietly. “This is where it keeps breaking.” He turned to her. “What?” She didn’t look at him. Her gaze was locked on the suspended shards of light. “The Veil isn’t shattered once,” she said. “It’s tearing over and over. Like something keeps reopening the wound.” A cold realization settled over them.

We turned as one toward the clearing beyond the tents. The Moonstone Tree, tall, bold, the heart of our pack’s sacred ground, split from top to roots. A clean, perfect fracture down the middle. Light spilled from it, cold and pale. The symbol of our unity. Our history, our resilience. Broken. A shiver rippled through the air again, followed by a long, resonant note, like the earth humming in pain. Finnick exhaled slowly. “This is it, isn’t it?” I nodded. “The veil wasn’t meant to open. Not now and not like this.”

A silver-streaked puddle bleeding into the rug. My scent mask. The small crystal vial Mom sent from the Capitol. The one I was strictly warned to handle with care. It’s shattered. The scent mask is already soaking into the carpet, vanishing into the air. “Shit,” I scramble to the floor, trying to collect what I can into another bottle with shaking hands. Goddess. It’s too late. The sharp floral-sage blend I’ve worn every day since I got here—the scent that hides who I really am—is already thick in the air. And barely any of it landed on my clothes. Most of it is gone.

And that unnerved her. One unforgettable night. Without any strings attached. That had been what they both wanted. She was Gabrielle Lot an absolute nobody to his family. How had she let her guard down that night and confessed she wanted to kiss him badly. She had put down the walls to her heart and if he had entrance to it again. She would have no one to blame but herself. What was it about Tan that made her so vulnerable? That had her putting down her walls she had fought to build after the last break up.

BLINDED BY REVENGE CHAPTER ONE Bellona had the same terrifying dream again. She saw her parents being pursued and then killed right in front of her. Their blood flowed on the ground as their blank eyes stared up at her. Their killer who wore a mask pointed at her. "You are next!" he said menacingly. Bellona woke up. Her heart was pounding very fast and she still felt the fear that she had felt in her dream. She got up from bed and went to drink water.