Romans & histoires What Lies Beyond The Veil Book 4

He fumed, poised to retaliate, but Levi's steely glare daunted him. Levi noticed my bleeding ankle, fury igniting in him. I shook my head. "Let's go." He lifted me effortlessly into his arms and carried me to the car. Steven hollered from behind, "Our wedding is canceled! Don't you dare come begging later!" For once, I left without a glance back.

"I can’t! It’s… pulling me in!" The temple shook violently, the stone columns collapsing one by one. Myrra, flipping through the tattered pages of the First King’s notes, found the final warning, written in shaking hands: "If the veil falls, the Hollow will rise." She looked up, her face pale. "We have to stop it now!" But before she could say another word, the mist surged. A deafening crack split the air. And the veil between worlds… broke. A blinding light erupted from the fissure. But it was not warm, not comforting. It was a cold, piercing light, the light of something that did not belong in this world.

‘In any case, they should be done by the time I return to the Estate…’ he thought with a relieved smile, finally feeling assured that things were falling into place. ~VWUUSH!~ Using [Flight], Rey hovered up to the ceiling and exited the open space serving as the entrance/exit to the underground passageway. He planned to bring the slaves up once he confirmed the coast was clear. But— ‘Hmm…?’ —He quickly discovered that there was trouble. The first thing that greeted his sight was the mutilated body of the woman who led him here—Sylvia. Her internal organs—intestines, liver, lungs, and more—were exposed for all to see.

“Izzy-bee, mo bhean, I’m so sorry!” A spike of anxiety sliced into him like a spear point as she struggled desperately to get out of the linen that was twisted around her legs. She was gasping and choking back sobs as she struggled to free herself and also cover herself. Hoping to ease her panic, Gair tried to put a bit of space between them by slipping off the far side of the bed. Giving up the idea of covering, Izzy stumbled out of bed on the opposite side from him and lurched for the door to the hidden passage. She clawed at the stones, gasping and sobbing until she managed to pull it open and fling herself inside, pulling the stone shut again behind her.

"For sometime, everything was blank. Just blank. Literally felt life less. It was like this for a while. This was until I began to see myself in a dark room. It was terrible at first, as I kept having nightmares about the accident. And some other stuffs I barely recall. God, it felt like hell. Reliving that terrible event every minute of the day. I wanted to run mad. Just went I thought I was at the verge of losing it, it suddenly just. . . stopped. I stopped having those nightmares and started hearing voices. I am pretty sure that deep husky voice was Nicolás'." He chortled. "I did not feel lonely anymore. You know, it felt like they were with me. My family. It was not dark anymore. Just pl

I crawl onto the bed, pull the quilt to my chin, and open the book. The pages are thick, cream-colored, smelling faintly of iron and old smoke. No preface. No warnings. Just script that flows like liquid shadow, easy to read even in the dim light. The first chapter is titled simply: *Awakening the Veil*. I trace the words with a trembling finger. Diagrams of circles and sigils stare back at me—some I recognize from Father’s public rituals, others twisted, darker, hungry. Instructions for calling shades. For binding spirits. For raising what should stay buried.

He slides in first, leaving the door open. I climb in. Blue stays outside, leaning against the hood, her arms crossed. Torres doesn't waste time. He pulls a slim folder from the seat beside him and sets it on his knee. "The veil," he begins, "is the barrier between the living realm and the Underworld. It's not solid. It's more like a membrane. For centuries it's been thinning in places, letting spirits slip through. Possessions, hauntings, and power leaks. Your husband is one of the worst leaks."

A silhouette. Humanoid. Massive. Walking. My blood turned cold. Because it wasn't trapped. I wasn't struggling. It was approaching. The figure passed behind the fracture and vanished. But the image remained burned into my mind. The worlds weren't merely touching anymore. Something was crossing. "The Veil is breaking faster." Seraphine's voice had lost its calm. Lucien nodded grimly. "The gates are synchronizing." The connection confirmed it instantly. Far away. Deep beneath oceans.

The war should have ended. But something far older had just awakened. And somewhere in the darkness beyond the Veil… something was watching. 🌙

My love, It pains me to think that I am not there to defend you against evil such as Jason. I am pleased to hear that you received aid from the society. Feel free to close all of the portals, but one. Leave the one near your headstone in the cemetery open. It is one that I do not believe Jason knows about. My heart is yours forever, L Nora read the note over my shoulder. When I put it down, she cleared her throat. “That was short and sweet.”