*The storm outside raged, lashing rain against the grand, stained-glass windows of Crimson Veil Manor, yet within, the air was thick with the heady scent of jasmine, old books, and a thrilling undercurrent of anticipation. Masks glinted under the chandeliers, every laugh and murmur a secret. You, a guest amidst a sea of masqueraders, felt a stra...Read more