The Blue Veiled の小説・ストーリー

Then I set the phone down and got up. The sun was starting to move across the kitchen wall, catching on the edge of my discarded wedding veil on the counter. I’d brought it home last week after the final fitting. I picked it up now, ran my fingers over the delicate lace. A few days ago, I’d imagined walking down the aisle wearing it. Now it felt like someone else’s dream. Someone I used to be. In the middle of that thought, the TV in the living room flickered on. I hadn’t touched the remote. It was the news feed that auto-played sometimes when my cable restarted.

“Secrets are what tore this realm apart. We can’t build peace on ignorance.” The four of them weren’t alone. Two Crescent scouts accompanied them, along with a Veinwalker emissary known only as Veyla—a tall, willowy figure cloaked in robes of woven shadow. Her eyes shimmered faintly with iridescent threads, like starlight caught in frost. She hadn’t spoken since joining them, but her silence felt deliberate, like a blade held in restraint. With a final glance at the sky—now faintly overcast, as though reluctant to let them go—Aria stepped forward, placing her hand on the rim of the descent.

Just as I was about to leave, the door suddenly burst open. A woman clad in an exquisite designer gown stormed in, her heels clicking against the floor. It was Lucille. Her face was twisted with rage as she shrieked, "Bitch, so it is you who has been seducing my husband!" I scowled at her and said, "I have no interest in your husband. I'm leaving!" "Who said you could leave?" she screamed hysterically. "I’m calling the Gambino family’s Don right now! Let him see your true colors—pretending to talk about business while trying to seduce someone else's husband! You're disgusting!"

Sophia's POV It was time for the date, I stepped out of the house, I had put on a long white silk gown, it was fitted with a side slit and a black heels with a matching black handbag, I had a little make up on to brighten my face. “You look really beautiful Soph,” Claire said while she escorted me outside, “Oh Hillary sent someone?” She said while I tuned my gaze to the range Rover velar packed just in front of the see through gate, A man dressed in black suit stood beside the car, his eyes hidden behind his black shade, “Good evening ma'am,” He said while we approached where the car was packed, “Have a nice date,” Claire said and we both hugged, then we pulled away and she winked with a smi

Castus utter " I know it's rare for someone to have a natural blue hair but..." " It's not rare"Adir cut in and take the hair carefully from Castus "It's impossible for someone to have a natural blue hair and that means the girl I'm looking for is here" " Your highness this isn't some cinderella fairy tale story,the girl doesn't exist" " Castus I gave you the permission to leave, I'm staying here whether the girl exist or not"Adir sit on the bed " You can read a book if you're bored"

Hades was investigating a group of underworlders who wanted me dead. ''Who are you and what do you want?'' I asked as calmly as possible, attempting to conceal my inner fear. The person was a man. Though tall, not as tall as Hades he was still at least six feet. He had a gentle and pleasant presence, with a kind smile. His shoulder-length brown hair and unique eyes stood out. They had a glassy appearance and were violet in color. It was remarkably beautiful, but it was not Hades. His smile vanished. ''I'm sorry if I apologize if my presence upset you, my lady. I thought you might want some company while my lord is busy. I will leave if you ask me to,'' he said, bowing. I realized how rude I

She had that mischievous glint in her eyes. Although her eyes were hazel whereas Karan’s were blue. But their eyes were the same. “What are you going to do?” I asked. “Now this is something, which will be a surprise”. She winked at me while adjusting my jewelry. I smiled at her. After that, she covered my face with a veil before exiting the room. The veil was a thin fabric so I could see my surroundings but not clearly. I stood on the stairs looking downstairs. Everyone was there but Karan and his father weren’t there. That was a bit odd. So, I asked Krisha.

I smiled in response but the truth is I do get affected, every time, but I rather like to be silent as I don't believe in creating a mess out of everything. Vritti went to have a shower and I put the blue lehenga back thinking that today is not the day for it. I will have to wear a dress given by Ahana only. I know why did she do that. The dress she just left was not so good, at least not to wear in the wedding and she will never allow anyone to look better in her wedding. I just wish something happens and I get to wear that blue lehnga tonight. Alas! It's just a wish.

She was wearing a black Abaya gown, mostly worn by Arabian women. It was black in colour, with touches of purple pearl stones by the neck and hands, so, she paired it with a purple small veil, which she had rolled around her face. She smacked her lips gently, and add more of the fruity scented lip balm. Her eyes were glazed with kohl and a little touch of mascara. There was something undeniably attractive about the woman staring back at her, and Zeenah couldn't help the beautiful smile that crossed her lips. Her phone, which she had kept on the mirror vibrated with a ping of a message. She tapped on it, and a sheepish grin spread across her face.

A week flew by. The homecoming party was grandiose, gathering most, if not all, the bluebloods in the city. Nathaniel was holding my hand, our fingers intertwined. He hissed quietly, "You've had enough time to think it through, so don't make a scene." I said nothing, nor did I give him a moment of my time. Then, the boy came up to me. Before everyone's eyes, he held my hands and called me his mother.