Bloodhound Without Mask Novels & Stories

“You welcomed me into your empire, thinking I was one of you. But I’m not here to inherit your name—I’m here to bury it.” Hannah Hawke has spent her life hidden behind a mask of quiet resilience. When her father is murdered by a powerful, wealthy family, she plunges into a web of despair, lies, betrayal, and unexpected romance with Theodore Devereaux—the powerful billionaire son of the very woman she’s meant to destroy. Assuming a new identity, she infiltrates the empire, determined to expose its darkest secrets. Along her path of vengeance, Hannah must become the very thing she never expected: an impostor. With enemies closing in, Hannah must become the master of the very game created to destroy her. Will she get the vengeance she solely desired or be consumed by her false facade?

"I never thought I’d be able to love someone so intensely, but I love you." This is what Kate Amarantt thought the moment she realized she was in love with her boss, Cassian Belmontt. After fleeing a relationship with constant assaults, Kate left New York, stopping in Toronto, Canada, where she got a job as a cleaning assistant at a major company. She swore she would never be able to fall in love with another man again, but after a masquerade ball, she saw it all change in the blink of an eye. Camouflaged behind a mask of lies, the woman finds herself increasingly involved in a web of feelings and traumas, which even being things of the past, still insist on pursuing and tormenting her. Will she be able to overcome such memories? Will Cassian and Kate’s love really happen?

Evelyn Rose never imagined her first taste of forbidden pleasure would come at a masquerade ball, hidden behind a mask and lost in the arms of a stranger. But one night with Sebastian Kane, a billionaire CEO, addict, and master of control, leaves her craving more than just his touch. Sebastian doesn’t do love. He does domination. Sex is his escape, his weapon, his addiction. And Evelyn? She’s a temptation he can’t resist, a flame he’s desperate to consume. Their chemistry would ignite a dangerous game of power, pleasure, and obsession. A scandal that could destroy them both. But even as the world tries to tear them apart, Sebastian and Evelyn can’t deny the raw, primal connection that binds them. Not until….. Warning: This book contains explicit scenes, morally complex characters, and a love story that will leave you in suspense.

Hunter Vaugh, very known in the circuit of clandestine fights as The Sickle, was suspended form UFC for being a very unstable fighter and not being able to restrain his anger out of the rings. He is back to Portland and now dedicates himself to his bar, but he can’t adapt to this slow life. He’s a man who likes the sound of his Harley Davidson and to ride the curves of beautiful women. But behind that bad boy mask, all he desires is to have a woman that’s only his who will accept the beast that lives in him. Margareth Hanks is a veterinarian who just arrived in town, by a blow from destiny she sees herself face to face with Hunter turned into a wolf… He tasted Maggie’s soft skin, seduced by the her tempting scent, now Hunter is obsessed with this woman, he needs to have her at all cost.

She was meant to marry Kaelen, the heir of the white pack, that would unite their clans in peace. But she defiles tradition and enters the Pack tournament as a male and one mistake changes everything. Her mask falls…and her fate is claimed by Draven, the ruthless Alpha heir of Duskbane Pack. Bound by the mate bond she never wanted, Liora finds herself torn between loyalty and desire, between the boy who once promised her forever and the wolf who marks her as his. But her secret hides something far greater than the tournament—inside her lies a dormant power the Moon Goddess herself has kept bound. A power that could cure or destroy. As war brews between packs, betrayals fracture the people she thought she could trust. Liora must decide: follow the path the Goddess carved for her… or burn it all to the ground to claim her own destiny.

Savannah Blakemore never wanted to move across the country. New town, new school, and no friends, everything feels unfamiliar. On her first day, she accidentally bumps into Chase Lockwood, the school's star linebacker. One brief moment leaves her heart racing... until his girlfriend turns Savannah into the school's newest target. But fate keeps bringing them together. Through music and unexpected moments, Savannah begins to see the real Chase behind the confident athlete everyone admires. At the same time, the two unknowingly begin forming a connection through an anonymous college chatroom. When they finally agree to meet at the winter masquerade, neither realizes the person behind the mask is the one they've been thinking about all along. Sometimes love appears when you least expect it... and sometimes all it takes is a little Cinderella moment.

"My life was ash. Burned to the ground. Razed with no chance of rebuilding.Empty.Alone.Just as I had to be.No one else was going to get hurt because of me. No more deaths.For years I’ve secluded myself, stayed in the darkness, and tried to melt into the background. Hiding in plain sight.Taking a new job, working in close confines with a new partner, is risky, and I thought I was up to the task. So I hide behind a mask of my own making, a façade for the world.The problem is, I can’t stop thinking about my new partner. I hate her, but I crave her like she’s the most intoxicating thing I’ve ever encountered.It’s maddening, but I need to stay away. I have to stay away.I can’t love anyone ever again."

During the holiday, my six-year-old son received his cleft-lip surgery. He wore a mask and sat quietly in our family bookstore, engrossed in a picture book. A young man came in, pinching his nose dramatically as he swaggered up to the manager. "Why did you let someone with an infectious disease in here?" he demanded loudly. "Get them out!" The manager winced. "Sir, I'm sorry, but I don't have the authority to remove other customers." Undeterred, the man marched up to me. "Be wise and get out of here. My girlfriend is Imogen Slater, CEO of the Slater Group. You don't want to mess with me." I froze in stunned silence. Imogen despised all men except me, and this guy claimed she was his girlfriend.

“Do you still remember me, Doll? I am Aidan, the fat boy you insulted in high school. The boy that you hate is now back to life. This marriage will be your hell!” Aidan hissed at his newlywed’s wife, Malikha. Aidan hunts down his high school bullies one by one. He saves the last one as an icing on top; she is Malikha Swan. Despite her being his first love, Aidan did not let go of his rage toward her. He frames her into love and marriage. Moreover, Aidan finds that his stepfather, Brandon, is in love with Malikha’s mother. He prompts him as a betrayal. After some efforts, Aidan finally marries Malikha. On their first night, Aidan reveals his mask and his pain towards Malikha, who must pay the price.

A month before the SATs, I, Jenny Reid, could see my score. Literally. It was just floating right above my head. But there was a catch. Every time I cracked open a prep book, my score would drop by ten points. But if I skipped a day of school? It jumped right back up by ten. So, I played the system. For a whole month, I barely lifted a finger. And on the day of the test, the number glowing over my head was a solid 1560. When the scores finally dropped online… I'd scored a 500. And the 1560? That was my little sister Patricia's score. My parents lost it. As punishment, they got me a grueling night-shift job at a local electronics factory. That first night, a bunch of guys I'd never seen before cornered me in the parking lot and beat me half to death. Fading in and out of consciousness, I heard my sister's voice right by my ear. "You just had to one-up me, didn't you? Thought you were so smart… but you never figured out I was the one controlling that number over your head." The truth hit me like a physical blow. The score had been her trick all along. I opened my eyes—and I was back. One month before the SATs. The number above my head read exactly 1300. "Hey," my sister said, all fake sweetness. "Want to study together tonight? We can go over the practice tests." I looked at the stack of papers in my own hands. Without a word, I pulled out my lighter and set them on fire right there in the driveway. "Exams are coming," I said, watching the flames. "I'm not studying." My score ticked up to 1310. My sister's face was this perfect mask of disappointment, but the second I turned away, I caught the sly smile she couldn't quite hide. She had no idea… the real performance, the one I'd been rehearsing just for her, was finally about to begin.