Veiled By Chacha Novels & Stories

The figure dressed in black stood, watching, waiting. At the sounds of chatter the figure tilted his head slightly. His dark pupils with a white Iris, saw three figures tumbling through the trees. For a second he contemplated his choice, but decided that in this case dumb was safer. He also considered that theses women had their own vendetta that just so happens to aline with his. The women soon draw near and stopped. "Well do you have it," one of the women, the mother he presumed shakily. A rythmatic chuckle went through. The ladies did not know whether to be scared of it or fall in love with.

Lila’s POV I gulped down the lump that had formed in my throat. I hadn’t intended for anyone to catch me. Curse that stupid trash can! I was donned in a black outfit and my face was covered by a black face veil. My black outfit also had a hood. From the corner of my eye, I saw Caspian was already making his way from behind me. No, I couldn’t be caught and interrogated. This Alpha who despised me might even order my execution once he saw my face.

Sam’s staff swung, striking Veyra’s chest, blood spilling, Veyra stumbling, retreating to the pass, runes flaring brighter, hum a shield, snow swirling, her voice a hiss, “The Veil lives!” Sam’s green eyes hardened, staff steady, blood dripping, Luna growling. “Fall back—now!” Her voice cut through snarls, boots crunching snow, pain a fire, pack her heart—Mara’s blade, Jasper’s axe, Kevin’s claws, Lila’s map. The hum spiked, runes glowing, walls shaking, wolves retreating, Veyra’s shadow fading.

Melinda sank back into the plush cushions of the couch, idly twirling a long strand of hair as she spoke. “You all need to move fast. Don’t linger. Every hour the veil stays open, more things slip through. When you’re done, you know where to find me.” Valerius’s jaw hardened, his hand instinctively brushing against Chloe’s shoulder in a protective gesture. “Then the hunt begins soon.”

one of the veiled people replied. “That’s good then,” Vaquesha replied, nodding her head with satisfaction in her gaze, “I’ll ask the questions myself.” When they heard this, the two shrouded individuals shuddered, yet anticipation could be seen beneath their eyes, which couldn’t be seen properly due to the silver masks on their faces. “Sure, my lady.” A “kriii” sound was heard the next second as another chair was added for Vaquesha to use. Vaquesha sat on the chair in red dungarees and crossed her legs as if she were in an office.

They conceal further than they reveal. Finishing the last of the chuck , Ava pushed the charger away and stood up, stretching her stiff branches. She moved to the window and gazed out. The view was limited, showing only a small patch of the sky and the covers of distant trees. The moon hung high, casting a argentine gleam over the geography. It reminded her of the nights she spent with her mama , under the same moon, harkening to tales of ancient magic and hidden realms.

With a Cheshire cat grin, Vivaldi proudly proclaims, "You heard it here first. Chloe is my girlfriend." All mouths gape in bewilderment, except for mine. I know Vivaldi must have Chloe under his Vampiric mind control. The room falls silent; everyone freezes, bug-eyed. You could've heard a pin drop. Suddenly, Scarlett bursts out laughing, her amusement shattering the silence. "Oh, come on!" she cries out, voice laden with disbelief. "That's got to be the most absurd thing to ever leave your mouth!"

I had many questions that’s been running through my head. “Go on.” “How come this chambers has all these hidden secrets? How many chambers are here? Does another chamber breathe fire or manufacture stones or swords or?????.” “Calm down your majesty, I will answer all your questions. First of all, there are countless chambers in the hollow veil. Each holding a secret you ever imagine. Each chamber holds a unique piece of nature, which strengthens the hollow veil.” He explained and I nodded in understanding. I took off my clothes only left in my underwear and dived into the lake. I groaned in pure bliss, the lake really held unto its name—Bliss.

Kallista glanced at Zander, but he merely shrugged as if to say, She’s right, you know. Before she could respond, movement in the distance caught her eye. She turned toward the house, and there, standing just beyond the garden’s edge, was Lila. She was half-hidden behind one of the pillars, her arms wrapped around her body, the sadness in her eyes couldn't be hidden. Kallista’s heart clenched. She wished she could reach out to her but Vanessa chose that moment to clap and people she hadn't noticed before stepped forward. With camera equipment, backdrops, makeup, racks and racks of dresses. Vanessa turned to her. “Shall we begin?”

The skyline, usually an electric pulse of ambition, was a jagged line of black against the horizon. "It’s not just erasing them," Chalida whispered, her voice dropping an octave as she leaned over the console. Her face was pale, reflecting the crimson strobe. "It’s replacing them. Look at the shell accounts. Those aren't just empty buckets. They’re being populated with ghost identities—verified, encrypted, and layered. It’s building a new power structure in the middle of the blackout."