LOGINLibrary
Search
Thorns Beneath The Veil Novels & Stories
Here are 100 novels related to thorns beneath the veil for you to read online. Generally, thorns beneath the veil or similar novel stories can be found in various book genres such as Fantasy, Werewolf and Romance. Start your reading from My Blood Wizard System at GoodNovel!
Filter By
Updating status
AllOngoingCompleted
Sort By
AllPopularRecommendationRatesUpdated
My Blood Wizard System
Something wet hit the floor (blood, not mine).
The witchlight flared back to life.
The girl was pinned to the wall by Thorne’s shadow spears, writhing and hissing. Black blood dripped from a wound in her chest.
But she was still smiling.
“Too late,” she whispered. “The Veil remembers. The dragon wakes. The prince bleeds.”
She looked straight at Thorne’s left hand (pressed against my waist to keep me down).
A single drop of his blood had fallen onto my skin where my shirt had ridden up.
1.6K viewsOngoingAdded to Library 55 Times as thorns beneath the veil
Read
+Library
BLOOD AND MOONLIGHT
His silence was agonizing.
Finally, he nodded. “We’ll try. But be warned—the Veil is deceitful. Once we’re inside, you can’t trust anything… not even me, or your own shadows. The Veil twists everything.”
He half-shifted, scales rippling over his skin, wings shimmering faintly. Drawing in a deep breath, Tharros exhaled golden fire—pure, ancient magic—at the barrier. The flames sizzled and sparked, but the Veil remained unscathed.
1.7K viewsOngoingAdded to Library 36 Times as thorns beneath the veil
Read
+Library
MARKED BY THE SILENCED WOLF
“I am the gravity that holds your light in place. Without me, Winnie, you are just a flare in the void, burning out until there is nothing left but ash.”
I felt a sharp, cold sting in my chest. I looked down and saw thin violet threads weaving through the golden patterns on my forearms. They weren’t attacking; they were integrating. My skin felt like it was being stitched together by ice.
“Winnie, don’t let her in!” Thorne’s voice reached me from the perimeter of the room. I could see him through the haze, a silhouette of desperation. He was hacking at the rising obsidian thorns that were encasing the central pedestal, his vibro-blade throwing blue sparks against the impenetrable black gla
102.0K viewsOngoingAdded to Library 51 Times as thorns beneath the veil
Read
+Library
Throes of Love
Throes of Love
Chanel knew everyone had their eyes on her as they had breakfast. She had not said a word and from the way, she sat with her back so stiff and tense. She was sure they knew she was in serious pain. She took the painkillers Anissa silently offered her without showing any emotion on her face. She could tell there was a smirk on Draven’s face. They all seemed to find pleasure in her pain.
Before she could take her eyes away from her, Draven spoke.
9.1177.2K viewsCompletedAdded to Library 3.5K Times as thorns beneath the veil
Show Reviews (101)
Read
+Library
Forced to Marry the Wicked Werewolf Prince
A noose made of braided silk, soaked in the tears she was no longer capable of shedding.
They say the souls of the thirteen still roam the halls, though it’s her lover’s cries that haunt the deepest corners. Sometimes, if you walk the corridors alone, you might hear the faint plucking of strings, a song that begins sweet but always ends in a scream.
“Thornhall doesn’t let its ghosts rest. It feeds on them, the way it feeds on the roses. And if you stay too long, it’ll feed on you, too,” says Mala, the fifteen year old handmaid, her voice pitched low, her eyes wide with mock terror before she bursts into a fit of uncontrollable giggles.
106.0K viewsOngoingAdded to Library 120 Times as thorns beneath the veil
Read
+Library
The White Wolf Luna
“Or what’s left of it. The seam wasn’t just a bridge to another timeline—it’s a fracture in the Veil itself, a place where all possibilities collide.”
Rowan’s eyes scanned the mirrors, searching for the shadow that had lunged for the pendant. It was gone, or hidden, but its presence lingered like a bruise on the air. “If this is the Veil, then where’s the shadow? It didn’t just vanish.”
“It didn’t,” Aelira said, her voice low. She pointed to a cluster of threads, darker than the rest, twisting into a knot that pulsed with the same crimson glow as the seam. “It’s there. Waiting.”
24.0K viewsCompletedAdded to Library 152 Times as thorns beneath the veil
Read
+Library
MY BROTHER IS MY MATE
Carved from stone and buried beneath vines, they bore the marks of the first pact—an era long forgotten.
As they approached the central altar, Alex felt it again—the pulse in his chest syncing with something buried deep in the earth. He knelt, brushing away dirt and roots until stone revealed itself—engraved with the Moon Goddess’s sigil.
“It’s here,” he whispered.
Rachel stepped forward, beginning a chant in the old tongue. The stone glowed faintly, and with a low rumble, a hidden chamber opened below the altar.
The air inside was cold and heavy. At its center stood a pedestal, and upon it, the Spear of Thorne—its shaft made of silverwood, its blade obsidian and etched with lunar runes.
101.3K viewsCompletedAdded to Library 33 Times as thorns beneath the veil
Read
+Library
Alora's Windsong
That smile that didn’t move his mouth, but the air around him.
She felt him watching her through the cauldron as clearly as she felt her own heartbeat.
The cellar felt smaller now. Shadows too close. The air is too thin.
“He’ll kill me,” she whispered, breath shaking violently. “He’ll kill me slowly. He’ll take my soul first.”
Another tremble rolled through her.
Then—
Wind.
Magic.
Pressure.
Thorn appeared in the center of her chamber like the space tore open and refolded itself around him.
No sound.
102.5K viewsCompletedAdded to Library 100 Times as thorns beneath the veil
Read
+Library
Love You After You Died
“Bury… tonight…”
Rurik signaled. “Thorn. Arrange what she needs.”
Thorn bowed.
---
#### Grave of Winter Thyme
Full dark settled when Thorn guided Ophelia, cloaked and trembling, to the rear stable garden. Snow whispered underfoot. In her arms she cradled a small linen bundle no heavier than a sparrow.
Ysra followed, carrying a spade. By the kennel wall where frost-rimmed thyme grew, Thorn knelt, cutting a narrow trench. Moonlight glazed his tears.
5.1K viewsCompletedAdded to Library 152 Times as thorns beneath the veil
Read
+Library
Frequently Asked Questions
I see a lot of people saying the twist is that the heroine, Elara, was secretly the lost princess all along. That's the surface-level shock, sure, but the real gut-punch is how she finds out. It's not some grand recognition ceremony. She's hiding in the enemy lord's library, reading his private journals about the royal family he helped slaughter, and she sees her own childhood nickname—'Little Thorn'—scribed next to a description of the infant princess's birthmark.
She realizes the man she's been plotting to kill, the one she blames for her entire miserable life, is the very person who smuggled her out of the castle and hid her in plain sight. The 'veil' wasn't just her disguise; it was the narrative of vengeance he constructed to keep her alive and driven, making her strong enough to eventually reclaim the throne, even if it meant she'd hate him forever. The twist isn't her identity, it's his motivation. Totally reframes every cold interaction they had.
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
