Rainbow Veils Novels & Stories

Whispers filled her mind — old voices, familiar and cruel. Daughter of the storm. Child of betrayal. You cannot unmake what you are. She clenched her fists, trying to silence them. “It’s the wards,” she muttered. “They’re feeding on fear.” “Then let’s give them something else,” Zevran said, drawing his blade. As they stepped into the shattered courtyard, a column of light split the clouds above. The Veil trembled. And from its heart, something began to emerge — a shape woven of shadow and blood, wearing a thousand faces Kaelira once loved and lost.

“You’re fading” He grabbed her wrist. “Don’t waste your energy on me. Just tell me how we end this.” Tears filled her eyes. “There’s only one way.” He stared at her. “No.” “You don’t even know what I’m going to say.” “I can see it in your face.” She looked away. “The Veil was made from sacrifice. Only one soul can close it. That’s the law it was built on.” “Then it’ll be me,” he said immediately.

The dust of the clone began swirling upward, forming symbols in the air — words written in fire. THE VEIL IS COMING. And then, darkness.

Rather than questioning where she was, why she had been taken, or how they had captured her father, Lily closed in on the shimmering purple veil and stepped through. The veil was cool, like fresh rainfall after weeks of blistering summer heat. It roused Lily enough that she could see the thousand refractions glittering around her, a kaleidoscope of worlds and spaces that both did and did not exist. A hundred eyes faced her, woven into the very fabric of the veil, staring intently, as though she held the key to each of their destinies somewhere deep within her.

“Try knocking.” Her eyes didn’t flinch. “Mr. Richard is meeting with his executive staff. You’ll be present.” My stomach tightened. “Why?” “Because he said so.” I laughed. “You sound like a broken record.” Violet’s smile was razor-thin. “You’ll learn quickly that resistance is exhausting.” I stood slowly. “You’ll learn quickly that I don’t get tired.” Her gaze sharpened. “Wear something appropriate.” “I don’t have anything appropriate for being kidnapped into a billionaire meeting.”

Her eyes widen, but she nods, her aura steadying me, a silent promise. Before the standoff breaks, a rift pulses, its void roaring, and the plain trembles, the twin suns dimming. Aelys’s aura surges, her voice a hymn. “The Veil’s here!” She leads us forward, the map glowing, and we reach the radiant vale—a basin of crystal and light, the First Ones’ city glowing within, its spires pulsing with Veil-energy. But a barrier shimmers, its aura a black star, Overveil-touched, its pulse warping the vale’s light.

I replied, patting her shoulder and sharing another round of laughter with my best friend. The day stretched in a familiar pattern–brewing, blending, and stabilizing the shimmering potions that were as much a part of our lives as the very air we breathe. One of the cauldrons simmered with a soft lilac glow. Known as the Veil Essence, it helped packs to mask their scent trails from rogues. Another batch, swirling in hues of dark green and gold, was known as the Sentinel's Breath. It gave a very defensive aura–an enhancer for territory guards.

Rowan’s wolves howled in answer. He was testing me. Waiting for me to snap first. I almost did. Then Gwen whispered something, too low for the others, but I heard it anyway. “He said the storm will open the way.” My eyes flew to her. “What way?” She looked terrified. “He’s going to tear the veil.” I froze. The veil wasn’t just myth. It was the wall between our world and the old one—the realm of the wild spirits. No one had touched it in centuries.

It attached. She stared at her hands. The faint shimmer beneath her skin pulsed once, like a quiet heartbeat. Not hers. She curled her fingers into fists. “Damien,” she whispered, leaning closer. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.” His eyelids fluttered. “Elara…?” She froze. “Yeah,” she breathed. “I’m here.” Damien’s gaze moved slowly across her face, soft but searching. “Your veins… they’re glowing more.”

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