The Painted Veil Novel Novels & Stories

_______________ **BLURB** Book 1] CRIMSON : 'Il Velo di MINE' {The Veil of Mine} from MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE series He lowered his head, his pupils burning like an ignited flame. "Maybe you think you can escape from me... BUT YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ME", He whispered softly in her ears, causing her to shiver under his gaze. He was her WARMTH. She was his PEACE. but everything was not this simple at all. *** Zafira Wilder, a 30-year-old divorcee, thought she had escaped the shadows of her past, but her world is about to be shattered.

like a jolt of electricity. I held my breath. “Is this part of the original piece?” I whispered, though I didn’t expect an answer. But before I could examine it further, footsteps echoed from the hallway. Instinctively, I slipped the paper into my notebook and closed it quickly. I looked back at the painting. And right then—again. The faint pair of eyes etched into the fog of the painting shimmered for a second. Like dew reflecting the dim light of the hall. Just a blink. But it was clear.

​The title on the cover read: "VOLUME 2: THE REVENGE OF THE AUTHOR’S WIFE." ​Nora’s heart stopped. She looked at Mia, who was standing by the door, her eyes wide with a memory she hadn't had before. ​"Nora..." Mia whispered. "The Author... he didn't write this story alone. He had a Co-Writer. And she’s coming to Claim the Royalty." ​Suddenly, the white room began to bleed a deep, passionate Violet.

About secrets the house kept like a loyal servant. The mansion creaked, soft and slow. I froze. My head snapped toward the hallway. Silence. No footsteps. No voices. Just the storm and the clock and that awful sense that I wasn’t alone in my own breathing. I listened harder. Nothing. Still, I lowered my voice instinctively, as if the walls could hear thoughts. “This is insane,” I murmured. And yet I kept reading. Because the pages were doing something to me. They weren’t just telling me Katherine’s story.

The Dying Veil Realm was no longer dying. It was beginning to live again.

I was to pretend this affair didn't exist and do nothing to stop them. Something wrapped its arm around my throat. I tore the contract into shreds. Nathaniel had kept the affair a secret for five whole years. That was something I didn't see coming. … It happened one night when I came home—three months had passed since our wedding. The first thing that greeted my eyes was a house turned upside-down. I saw torn clothes, undergarments, and questionable stains all over the ground. I walked into my bedroom. That was where I found Nathaniel in bed, naked with another woman. The scene hit me like a sledgehammer.

“Poor little you. Just how blinded you are, to be kept with the secret that will ruin everything that you own right now.” Someone’s voice whispers. A woman in all white dress, yet is painted with red and hue of blood. Eyes that are covered by a veil, hands that are wide, fingers that are long. With her nails that are as sharp as a sword. She put her pointer finger unto her lips and hushes. “Shhh…” she then smiles. A type of smile that is both comforting and cursing. All along with the song and melody that the grand piano is making. “You are lied with and all your life. Little poisonous holder.”

The man asked stammering as he looked in Boss’ eyes. “I would like to saunter myself.” The boss said taking off his coat and taking out the cap from his bag. He wore the cap and went out walking past the man by the door. He was wearing a total black attire making him look suspicious of himself. People on Island wore more bright and colorful dresses and they preferred colorful dresses and surrounding too over dull and black and gloomy ones. Roads had flowers on their sides giving a very beautiful view. But Boss hated the all the colors except Red. Of course he loved the color of blood very much.Afterall blood was his love.