Novel & Cerita Tangled In The Great Escape Pierce The Veil

Behind you, the cavern implodes, the Priestess’s shrieks swallowed by the void. “What did you do?” Ryland rasps. “Bought time,” you snap. The dagger still glows in your hand, its heat searing your skin. *Too late to regret it now.* The tunnel slopes upward, the air thickening with the scent of rot. Selene freezes. “Mommy… it’s *here*.” The Veil. It pulses ahead, a gaping wound in reality—a swirling vortex of shadows and static. Faces press against its surface, mouths stretched in silent screams. Wolves. Humans. *Things* that defy shape.

A pulse throbbed through the air— distant, faint, but familiar. Arthur. His rage echoed through the realm like thunder. Another pulse. Ash. His fire pressed against the barrier like a blade of heat. The woman turned slowly toward the horizon, frowning. “They are trying to tear the veil…” she murmured. “Impossible.” My heart surged. Hope hit me so violently I almost sobbed. “Believe it,” I whispered. The woman’s jaw tightened. “You cannot be allowed to leave before the eclipse. The mark is too unstable. The bond too tangled. If you escape, the consequences—”

“I’m not a door. I’m not a lock. I’m a person! LET ME GO!” Silence. A terrible, listening silence. Then both voices answer at once: “You belong to me.” The Veil rips wider. I feel my consciousness being dragged, my soul unraveling, My memories are being pulled apart like a thread. I see Damien dying in the woods. Taylor is swinging from a rope. Sebastian is crying my name. Sebastian is holding me. Sebastian— Sebastian. He flashes in front of me, his face contorted with fear, with love, with desperation.

“You’re with me.” We descended into the tunnel, torchlight flickering over slick stone. The passage sloped down, then curved east toward the collapsed ruins of the outer wall. An exit we no longer watched. Smart. The alarm began to rise above us, muffled but growing. Then a voice, up ahead. “…almost there. Just hold on.” Aaron’s voice. Something snapped tight in my chest. I surged forward, rounding the final bend. They froze in the torchlight. Aaron stood half-crouched at the base of a narrow escape hole, grime streaking his skin as he hauled Angela free.

No sound. Only the red moon above. A perfect, bleeding eye in the sky. The pendant pulsed once, then burned hot against my chest. The Veil was opening. The world blurred I fell. My body dissolved, scattered like ash, until I wasn’t sure what I was. Then solid ground. I gasped as I hit it hard, I was in the Veil. The trees twisted toward the sky like they were trying to escape. The stars blinked. Shadows moved on their own, whispering fragments of names, some mine. Some not.

When the traitor opened fire, Jules McKenna threw herself between me and the bullet. She grabbed the shooter, dragged him off the pier with her, and the two of them went down together. Neither one came back up. The day her body was pulled from the water, I knelt until the gravel bit into my knees. I swore that whoever was behind it would pay in blood. Three years later, I hung the heads of the ten men left from that syndicate outside my front gate, a warning to anyone who might get ideas. People respected me. They feared me. They called me the ruthless tyrant of Hallahan City, a man who'd kill without blinking. On the anniversary of Jules's death, I bought myself a bottle of poison and

Chad towered over her, and along with Sky Yale, they dragged her out of the prison. A crowd of bandits encircled the exit. Knowing Sky Yale had his martial arts destroyed, there was no way he could fight his way to escape. That meant Chad had to be the one to lead him to safety. “You leave with him.” “What?” But before Chad could stop Jade, she charged towards the army with all her might. Armed with just a small dagger, that could mean the end of her. “I release you from the mission!” He heard her shout, but they had her pinned in an instant.

Behind him stood the Seer, sweat pouring down her face as she held the spell together. “Alina!” Damien roared. “I’m coming!” I ran. The gray fog tried to pull me back, but I pushed forward. I screamed his name. I felt the Veil push against me like a wall of stone, but I didn’t care. I clawed forward, every inch closer to the light making the void hiss and groan around me. My hand reached through. His hand reached in. And the moment our fingers touched, something exploded. A wave of energy rippled across the entire Veil. The fog shrieked. Shadows screamed from beyond the edges. I was yanked forward with brutal force, my body hurtling toward the golden light—

In her place: A woman with no mouth. Eyes made of swirling mirrors. Skin cracked with light. She screamed—but not with sound. With names. Every one of them. All their secrets. All their bloodlines. Returned to them. Like curses. The Vault ruptured. Two of the Veilworn burned instantly. Not from heat, but from memory overload. Their minds collapsed under the pressure of being remembered too hard. The third, a boy named Cyran, fled into the Veil and was unmade.

A low hum stuffed the air because the servers started overheating. Vanessa stood abruptly. “It’s self-destructing.” I grabbed her arm. “Then we run.” The Escape Explosions rocked the power as we sprinted via the corridors. Cipher wasn’t letting us depart with their secrets— in the event that they couldn’t have Arkhaven, no person would. The tunnels collapsed at the back of us as we emerged into the frozen night, the mountain trembling because the facility became swallowed by means of ice and fire. We slightly made it to the extraction factor earlier than the floor caved in entirely.