Dr Doom Face Without Mask Novels & Stories

On the seventh day of freshman orientation, I ran into the cafeteria like I was running the hundred-meter dash, desperate to get my favorite grilled sausage. Instead, I crashed straight into my childhood friend's embrace. The idiot was shirtless, and his huge pecs smacked me right in the face and the impact knocked me onto my butt. In the seconds I lost, the grilled sausage was almost gone. I almost fell apart. Seven days, and I had only managed to eat them once. My childhood friend waved a plate of grilled sausages in my face, then spat on it. "Yup, no. Not giving you any." Furious, I slapped his hand away. "Stay away from me. I get dizzy around big pecs." My childhood friend instantly lost it. "I'm still better than that useless fiance of yours!"

"You mean nothing to me anymore." “And this pack,” he continued, my heartbeat accelerating. “is no longer a place for you, not with what you have done; so from this moment onward…” He paused, his eyes holding mine for a second. "You are banished, effective immediately.” The words slammed into me so hard, a loud bang went off in my head... This can't be happening. “No… Malik, please.” His eyes didn’t soften. If anything, they grew colder. "Goodbye forever, Selina." He spat, casting me one last glance, and I realized it was a look of finality, without another word, he turned and walked away. *** A week ago, Alpha Malik had discovered that I was his mate after years of fruitless search, nothing had ever felt so right in my life. But then, doom came knocking on my door the moment things started heading towards an interesting direction. A dreadful crime was executed with my name pinned on it.

She is the Crown Princess of Moon's Fall: masked, untouchable, and the last of her bloodline. He is the stepbrother who never saw her coming. When Alpha King Alexander takes a new queen, Elizabeth gains two stepbrothers she already knows, boys who looked straight through her at the Academy without ever seeing who she truly was. Buck and Elliot Talley are warriors, heirs, and now family. Forbidden in every way that matters. But the heart doesn't care about bloodlines. And the bond doesn't care about the law. She has worn a mask her whole life. The dangerous part isn't taking it off, it's what happens when the wrong people finally see her face.

Alyana is handed over to Julian Vance, a reclusive CEO who hides his disfigured face behind a mask, to settle her father’s six-million-dollar debt. Forced into a legal marriage to protect Julian’s corporate reputation, she must follow strict rules and live under his control. The arrival of Julian’s brother, Leo, breaks her isolation—Alyana recognizes him as the only person she ever loved before her family’s downfall. Leo offers her a way out, triggering a conflict that exposes the problems within the Vance family. Julian, noticing Alyana’s shifting loyalty, tightens his control. To prevent her from leaving and secure his legacy, he demands a child to bind her to the Vance family.

"Dad I've told you a hundred times, I don't need a body guard." I growled, my eyes locked on the god-like man at his side.Arabella Adair, the only heir of the Alpha King, detests her strikingly yet silent body guard. A mask shields half of his face, leaving only his intoxicating eyes and tousled hair revealed. The strange gloves he constantly wears, and the refusal to speak continues to drive Arabella mad. In the midst of the chaos in her Kingdom, she sets her attention on her body guard. Her insane attraction to her mysterious body guard fuels her need for the truth. More determined than ever, she plans to use everything at her disposal to uncover his secrets.

Xaliah Shasta is working as an intern at the H Hospital in the small city near her place. Her physical appearance is almost the same as the daughter of the hospital owner. Due to an urgency for presence of Feinah Hererra for her engagement party with Ethan Montgomery, Xaliah was offered a win-win agreement to pretend as someone wealthy which she agreed on for the sake of her ailing mother. She face the public as Feinah Hererra, the heiress of H Hospital while the real Feinah is under going into a therapy. At first, Xaliah was hesitant because she might end up being in love with the fiancé of Feinah but she was wrong. Her attention was drifted onto the mysterious man who removed her mask on the first day he saw her, the man is no other than the young master of the Montgomery.

Due to the change in my work location, I'd already informed Paul Miller, my part-time helper, to look for a job elsewhere three months ago. Back then, Paul had agreed to do so immediately. But when I'm about to move out of my old home, he made an absurd request to me. "I've spent so many years working for you to the bone. According to this industry's rules, you have to take care of me for the rest of my life. But if you refuse to do that, you can pay me a pension of ten thousand dollars every month." I'm stunned, to say the least. Did I hire a part-time helper, or did I find myself a financial burden instead? I turn Paul down immediately, so he decides to take a step back. "If you don't want to pay me, then give me this house of yours. I can't just leave without anything, right? It'll just show how petty of an employer you are. If not, I'll humiliate you in the group chat!" Fury floods my senses immediately. Fine. Let's see who will get humiliated here!

She spent three years faking moans for a boyfriend who never made her come. One night, one stranger in a mask, and she finally learns what it means to be wrecked against a wall. But when the mask comes off? He’s her professor. And he’s not done teaching her.

My husband asked me if bras were more comfortable without underwire, and I was happy that he had finally become more mature. The next day, his assistant snatched the parcel I received in the mail, saying that it had the wrong address. That night, I saw Samantha Davis post on her social media, with the caption, “My boyfriend bought this for me. Isn’t it pretty?” It was a selfie taken in a hotel mirror, and there was a beautifully decorated box containing a bra lying beside her. So, as it turned out, it was not that men became mature later in life, it was that you weren’t the one they were willing to become mature for. Naturally, I gave the post a like and took a screenshot before sending it to my husband. "What a waste. You could have gotten an 20% discount if you bought the whole set."

When my pilot boyfriend canceled our wedding for the 18th time, I finally snapped. The first time, his trainee got her period, and he bailed on me just to take care of her. The second time, she messed up a task, and all he said was, "Jan's upset", before walking out and leaving me to face our wedding guests alone like some kind of joke. We've been together for three years, and every single time she had an issue, he dropped our wedding plans to rush to her side. Finally, it hits me—maybe I never really mattered to him. So I make up my mind to see the world on my own and book a flight to Pavrielle. At least this way, no one will get the chance to leave me behind again.