Veil Over Eyes Novels & Stories

Rio. “N-nothing, alpha.” Veil stutters. She's lying, I can already detect it. Those marks aren't nothing. “Nothing? What woman out there has such marks on her body?” She looks away, trembling. I know there’s more than meets the eye. What is she not telling me? “Veil?” “It's nothing, alpha!” She shouts, anxious. “Can we just forget about it?” Over my dead body. I'd be the last man on earth that would pretend I didn't see marks I've never seen before on my woman. The last man who'd keep quiet about it.

Liquid metal slid down my skin like tears of mercury. The runes screamed as they dissolved. The guards fell back completely now, fear naked in their eyes. The shadows surged forward, curling around my legs—not suffocating. Protecting. Matron Iskrya fell to her knees. “She carries the Veil,” she breathed. The word echoed. Veil. I had never heard it before. Rhaegon looked at her sharply. “Explain.” But she was staring at me like I was the end of something. Or the beginning.

Silk. He tied her wrists together behind her back. "Can you move?" he asked. She tugged. "No." "Good." He stood. She heard him move away. Then the light clicked on. Vienna blinked. The room was bright now. She saw Ezra standing in front of her, a length of black silk in his hands. He knelt again. This time, he wrapped the silk around her eyes. A blindfold. "Now you cannot see," he said. "You cannot move. You can only feel."

And I had no other choice but to withdraw my back from the cushion, straighten up and meet his gaze. He didn't hesitate to reach his hand forward. I lowered my gaze to his hand and I met the sight of a veil. “Why would I wear a veil?” Just then, I met his eyes. They were cold. Just lioevi imagined. I let out a

A sudden tears, fallen out from my eyes as I saw blood in my beautiful silky hands. B-blood I again touch my head, only to find out a piece of expensive cloth wrapped around my head, when I reach for a nearby mirror to check in.... It looks like, nobody treat it time to time because of the blood that is seen visibly from the outside and also..... What is up with this veil... It didn't suffocate me but I feel uncomfortable to it, I didn't even see my face fully because my nose is covered with the veil too, well frankly I still is beautiful even though my face is covered with this veil. Along with this.... I gaze my whole body at the royal human mirror and spin my body around.

He squeezed a generous amount of the cream onto his thumb and began to rub it into the angry purple bruise on her inner arm. ​His movements were precise and deliberate. His gaze remained focused entirely on the wound, not on her face. The heat of his hand was a strange, contradictory presence—the same hand that had just dominated her was now carefully tending her wounds. ​"You will use this three times a day. We need these to fade before your next public appearance," he instructed, his voice low and managerial. "The Valenti name projects strength. Your injuries project vulnerability, and I will not allow it."

​The Violet Veil ​In the village above, the Salt-Bloods and Bloom-Kin watched in awe as the invisible Aegis shroud suddenly ignited. A dome of violet fire erupted over the island, stretching miles into the sky. It wasn't a solid wall; it was a shimmering, liquid lattice of energy that pulsed in time with the Weaver’s frantic heartbeat. ​The ships of the blockade—the Consolidators—immediately opened fire. ​Kinetic slugs slammed into the violet veil, but instead of shattering it, they were absorbed. The resonance of the "Tuning Fork" caught the slugs, vibrating them until they turned into harmless dust that drifted down like snow onto the harbor.

He did not consider it a black spot. But her eyes spoke trauma that her words couldn't utter. His Nur was a hijabi. (someone who wears hijab/veil) She used to cover herself. Even her face. A beautiful, long veil draped over her, only her eyes visible to him. The time they have spent together, he only saw her face once. Not because he insisted or she desired to. Just one random evening, when he was standing out of her house, just to feel closer to him. She was not aware he was there. She has come to her balcony to enjoy the beautiful rain pouring down the sky. His eyes have fallen upon her.

“That essence mingles strong—use for veil potency, or distract?” Lira veiled spectral, third-eye pulsing erratic white. “Visions devour depths—branches infinite, prophecies crown bleed if forced. Harmony adapts subtle; undercrypt hungers heirs' blood, personal now. Whispers seek from sight? Bond's heat veils deeper—refuse tempt, guide true,” she intoned ethereal, veil shifting to reveal luminous concern. “Paths branch dark; choose wise, or self-fulfill ruin.”

Immediately after, he realized that her veil was soaked in tears. Her face was fully covered hence he couldn’t decipher what was wrong with her but then in order to check her body temperature he must uncover her face. His hands trembled for the first time as he carefully removed her veil. His eyes automatically closed since he was afraid of what he would see under the veil. knowing full well that she would probably hate it if he saw her face, he felt a pang of guilt engulf him as he lowered her veil.