Her Sweet Disguise Novels & Stories

She looked up at him fiercely, glaring at him while a tear passed down from the corner of her eye. "You ask me why? Isn't it the dumbest question you ask me? You deceived me. You betrayed me. You made me believe in a false you, you made me believe in a fake identity. And out of nowhere you are a mafia and kidnapped me, caged me here and you still ask me why I betrayed you? Aren't these reasons enough for me to betray you". "I don't want to live here. Not with you. Not with someone who deceived me, who betrayed me. Not with a mafia". "In exchange for my freedom and normal life I exchanged the information with them. You see, it's simple. I betrayed you for my life. Do you understand, Ii betray----". Before she completed her sentence her face turned to the right with a hand on her cheek. She didn't feel anything, but slowly that stinging pain crawled on her cheek. It hurt like hell. Yes, he slapped her. He slapped her hard. "You wanted to be free that badly". "From me"? "To this extent". "Fine then. I'm leaving you" Her heart crushed at his approval as she looked at him in disbelief. But he just walked away not before leaving the keys of his heart with her. ****** She was a normal girl living in India. And he belonged to mafia. A well known terrifying mafia king of Russia. Their both paths crossed and he married her immediately. He showed her all sun shines and rainbows when his reality is anything but that. But one day everything flipped when she got to her husband's identity. What happens when she is kidnapped and caged as soon as she gets to know about her husband's identity.

Elena Anderson An innocent breathtaking beautiful girl. She lost her parents at the age of five. Her parents were brutally killed by the mafia in front of her which left a deep scar on her heart and mind. Elena lost her mental ability. she is 21 years old but her mind is still like a five years old kid. Her life becomes more pathetic when she gets adopted by an abusive family. Ryan Stone Knight A young successful businessman. Like his name, he is also stone-hearted. He is a clever, cunning, dominating, arrogant workaholic yet very handsome man. Once he was a charming person but after losing his dad in a deadly accident he becomes like this. He can do anything to get what he wants and now he wants Elena who melts the stone around his heart.

Every time Havi saw her return with faded lipstick on her lips, a question arose, 'Who messes with her lipstick?' The question kept popping up even though he knew the answer. With his thumb, he rubbed her lips and said, "If only you let me be the one who messed up your lipstick, you can be happy, Kate." "Come on. You're drunk now, Havi." He smirked then slowly closed their distance, "Yeah, I'm drunk in you." As sh*t as it is, Havier's first love at the tender age of 18 years old, falls to a woman who is so difficult to love.

Clenching my eyes shut , I let a few fat teardrops roll down my cheeks. The blazing anger in his eyes , the accusations in them were too strong to bear. It literally hurt to look into his steel grey eyes that were now burning with hatred....hatred towards me. .................. Braelyn Taylor never thought that she would again cross paths with her highschool sweetheart Evan Lewis after that fateful day, let alone work with him. With her betrayal burning strong in his heart till date, what does destiny have in store for these two ?

Freya Blackwood is a rouge witch. Her birth parents were killed by vampires and she was abandoned by her adoptive parents when her powers began to manifest. She has survived by bounty hunting vampires, werewolves, and other creatures of the night. Freya was the best in the business and no one got away. Until she met Kieran, a handsome and dangerous vampire who just so happens to be her next victim.

This story is a story about power, the main male character is obsessed with being powerful and by all means wants to get it, that brings about the female lead, represents all he wants. so he concocts a big plan of getting it from her, take it all, her power, her wealth and leaves her with nothing. the female lead though isn't one who wants to forget this so she strikes back, she loses so much to give up, so she comes back, with anger for her sword and is determined to not stop until the people who hurt her knows what it feels like to be broken.

All her life, Charlotte Riley was just a normal human. She grew up alone, abandoned by her parents, and left with a bleak future. But her quiet life shatters when she is thrown into a cold cell, surrounded by flesh-eating beasts. Her only hope of survival lies in the hands of Alpha Mason Helm-a powerful, devastatingly handsome playboy who wants nothing to do with her. Mason offers zero respect or compassion; a human mate is a weakness his pack cannot afford. From the shadows of her past to the dangers of the pack, Charlotte must navigate a world she never knew existed. Will she ever find a shoulder to lean on and discover true love? Or will the paranormal darkness consume her completely?

I'm Cassandra Rivera. I'm eighteen years old and in my first year at University, taking up Fine Arts. My life has been hell since I was young. My parents, sister, and brother treated me as their slave. They beat me if I did wrong. I started working for my family when I was six years old, and if I did wrong, my parents would scold and beat me. When I was younger, I wondered why my family treated me this way, but when I was ten years old, my mother got angry at me and she told me that I was an unwanted child. She wanted to abort me when I was still in her womb, but I kept holding on. They don't like me out of this world, and since then, I didn't see them as my family but as my employer like how they treated me as their maid. Luckily, there's a helper at home who cares for me, and I saw her as my second mother. She would tend my cuts and bruises every time my family beat me. Sometimes, my father punished her because of me. I love Mama Amara, because she's the only person who cares for me, and love me. When I enter the university, I meet this guy. His name is Jaxon Garcia. He's from a wealthy family. He's good to me, and when he told me his feelings, I quickly accepted it. We were happy for a few months, but I found out he only courted me because of a bet with my brother Kris. I was devastated, and for the first time, I wanted the comfort of my father. But my father did the worst. He used me as collateral for his debt to the wealthiest man in the country.

"This is Asher Adams" her father said. "He's going to be your bodyguard from now on. Kimberly's eyes widened in disbelief. The water she had just swallowed went down the wrong pipe and she began to choke. She started to cough and it took some seconds to finally calm her down. Great. Just great. She thought. Just when she thought she had the annoying man out of her life for good. She turned her attention to her father. "I'm sorry dad, what did you just say?" ------------------ Kimberly Blake, daughter and only child of billionaire, Hillary Blake, loves her freedom and independence. She hates being told what to do more than anything. But all that freedom becomes a thing of the past when she gets kidnapped and her father hires private investigator and bodyguard, Asher Adams to rescue her. Now, not only is she stuck with a big hunk of a man following her around and watching her every move... But one she finds so damn attractive.... --------------------

I stumbled over my own feet as he shoved me through the doorway, barely catching myself before I hit the polished marble floor. A gasped escaped my mouth as I straightened up, eyes wide as they scanned the unfamiliar surroundings. Or should I say - a mansion, everything about it screamed wealth, power and danger. I blinked rapidly, trying to push back those tears, smearing them away with my shoulder because my hands were bound tightly in front of me. The ropes bit into my skin, a cruel reminder that this wasn’t a nightmare. It was my new reality. “Welcome to my world, princess,” he said, voice like velvet over broken glass. ---- Lewis. The name alone makes my stomach churn. The man I once thought I loved. The one who walked into my life with a smile, too perfect and eyes too deceptive. At first, he was everything I ever wanted. Until he became everything I feared. He didn’t just hurt me, he broke me. And just when I thought there was no way out of his twisted love, his brother appeared. Like a storm. I thought I saw a savior in him. But I couldn’t have been more wrong. I never sought his attention. I never wanted his eyes on me. But he gave it anyway unrelenting, consuming, obsessive. He didn’t offer me freedom from Lewis. He offered me a different kind of captivity. One laced with soft touches and sharp edges. One that didn’t hurt my skin, but carved into my soul. He stole my sanity with his silence, my breath with his gaze, and my heart with his wickedness. I was a puppet of two devils - one who broke me openly, and the other who worshipped my broken pieces like treasures he owned.