Tangled In The Great Escape Pierce The Veil นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Arabella was pulled through the second one." Edric nodded. "She was in the cave. The cave was collapsing. The rift opened beside her. She reached for it—she thought it was an escape—and it swallowed her. She was pulled into the Veil. Not by Aurelian's intent. Not by magic designed to trap her. By desperation. By a girl who was trying to survive." Damian was very still. His hands were curled into fists on the arms of his chair. "She reached for it," he said. His voice was hollow. "She thought she was escaping."

But what shocked her even more was the next breaking news story that flashed onto the screen. “Lady Eleanor Thorne has escaped from a high-security prison in London while being transferred to a new facility. Police authorities suspect the involvement of a powerful international criminal organisation in her escape.” Mavric slowly opened his eyes as he heard the report. He reached out and firmly clasped Liora’s hand in his. “They are joining forces, Liora. My mother and Marguerite. Two dangerous demons have now united their strength.” Liora turned her gaze toward the plane window, looking out across the vast, endless horizon stretching before them.

With a reluctant nod, he whispered, "Alright, I would help you escape. But remember, if you fail, you would not escape the consequences." With Brant as our guide, the labyrinthine corridors of the prison unraveled before us. His steps were confident, every turn taken with the precision of someone who had memorized this twisted maze. Keys jingled in his hands, the metallic sound a symphony of hope. Doors creaked open under his careful touch, each one a step closer to liberation. And then, after what felt like an eternity of tense navigation, we emerged from the prison's suffocating embrace into the open expanse of the moonlit night.

That is his way of life. "That’s Carter Horaze Villaraza." Sancha said this while secretly pointing to a man next to Zeeve. He appears to be cold and intimidating! His hair was neatly cut, and his defined cheekbones and concrete jaw stood out while he chewed his food. “Auxel Ryder Gallego.” My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance.

“But nothing happened.” Penelope looks confused. She has this ‘if it isn't that issue, then why are we here’ look. “Oh,” Valerie mumbles. “It's… It's okay.” My heart settles. Penelope, in her confusion, lets Valerie into her arms. The issue resolves just like that. Two confused women are forgiving each other. Hopefully, more secrets don't spill. I pull out my phone to call Jax when a headline stops me midway. ‘DR. GLYNN WATERS ESCAPED PRISON SEVENTY-TWO HOURS AGO.’

“You’ll wear this. You’ll be one of the nuns. They won’t question it—most wouldn’t dare ask a nun to remove her veil. We can escape.” Ava hesitated for just a heartbeat, the weight of everything that had been stripped from her pressing down. But what was left to lose? With trembling hands, she pulled the dress over her broken body, wincing as the fabric grazed her fresh fire seared wounds. Layla adjusted the veil, pulling it over Ava’s face until only her eyes were visible. “We need to be fast,” Layla urged, her voice a low murmur as she led Ava toward the dungeon gate. “Stay quiet.”

I said, brushing him off and trying to squash my fear. "Delusions? You hurt me," he said, feigning hurt. "I'm not even slightly deluded, my sweet. You escaped for me long enough, but not anymore because I always get what I want, and right that is you." He said and advanced towards me as I started scooting backward.

Must I need to forget everything and just live in the present? I heaved sigh and finish my bathe. I walk outside without wearing anything. I walk confidently that no one will see me like this since Prea always leave when she finished to prepare my clothes but the day is fvck up. "Damn!" I heard someone cuss and hearing that voice I know its him—Paolo. I don't know what should I do and because of panic I twist my ankle causing me to fall. "FVCKERS!" I shout and glare. I don't know where the hell is he but I glare in front of me.

Prison wasn't just a punishment but a sure death sentence for someone like me. "Why won't you let me go?" I asked, desperation now starting to creep in. He arched an elegant brow, his face cold. "You stole my watch." I rolled my eyes, calling on every last shred of defiance inside me. "That watch is probably worth less than one percent of your net worth. Just let it go. Aidan inclined his head to one side, seeming to consider my words, before straightening. His tone was flat, emotionless. "Take her away."

He murmured to me before taking the call. “What?” Fred raised his voice. I knew it wasn't good news. A good news would never get such a reaction. Fred ended the call and turned over to me. “Rickard and Elena had escaped” He announced.