Hyunjin Black Face Novels & Stories

My name is Iris Fenrir, and for three years, Moonstone Pack let me rot in Black Rock Prison for a crime Viola committed. She was the real Alpha daughter, the fragile girl everyone chose to protect. I was the adopted one, the convenient debt my brother decided I owed. My childhood sweetheart helped seal my sentence, and by the time I returned, Black Rock had taken my freedom, my strength, and the wolf inside me. I thought coming home would change something. But Viola had taken my room. My family still saw me as the liar. Even my scars were treated like another trick to steal her place. So I stopped trying to be loved by people who had already buried me. All I wanted was to leave Moonstone Pack behind. Then the twin Alpha heirs of Silverfang Pack walked into my life. One was promised to Viola. The other wanted no mate at all. Both were mine. And my wolf may not be as dead as everyone thinks.

Alice Stevens was different. She would not fall for the school's popular boy, thinking that he might date her only to embarrass her later. Then Thomas Black came, the famous rising rock star. He came to turn her life upside down, and stole her heart, despite her trust issues.

Five years after our breakup, I saw my ex-fiancé, Nico Luciano, showing off his newborn on social media. The next day, he cornered me at a private club and slid a black card across the table. “Lena, Sophia finally had a boy, the heir to the Luciano family. Now I can marry you.” He tried to soften his tone. “Having been widowed to my late brother for five years, she just wanted a child to care for her. I had no choice after the first two were girls. “Thank you for waiting these extra two years. The wedding is set for next Monday, and the invitations are ready.” What he didn’t know was that I was already married. I am now the lawful wife of Vincent Moretti, the don of the North Alumcian Mafia Commission, and a core decision-maker of the Moretti family’s financial empire. Watching Nico’s confident smile, I sent a message to my underboss. “Notify the elders of the five major mafia families. Next Monday, I’m removing the Luciano family from power.” Then I looked up and smiled at him. “Marry me? Save your own career first.”

I had just placed the winning bid on an outrageously expensive piece of jewelry, but the auctioneer refused to close the sale. When I pressed her for an explanation, she turned to my husband with tearful eyes and claimed that I always bring different men here to spend money. “Ma'am, as a professional, I can’t sit back and watch you keep deceiving people. “Sir, I’ll refund your money and even cover the loss myself. Just open your eyes and find someone who truly loves you.” My husband looked visibly moved, their gazes locking in front of everyone as if I wasn’t even there. With all eyes on me, I snatched back my black card. “It’s my card, my money. Why are you giving it to some social-climbing chauffeur?”

My brother wants to become the godson of a Mafia don. As his sister, I was picking out his burial plot. In my last life, I overheard the truth that the selection wasn’t an honor but a suicide mission—used once, then erased. I did everything I could to stop him, but he cursed me for blocking his path to power. With no other choice, I secretly called the police. So, my brother was arrested; his dream shattered. Instead, someone else took his place, and during a bloody shootout, that man proved himself. He became the don’s sole successor. Our family lost its home, paying the price for offending the Mafia. My parents and my brother went insane. Convinced everything was my fault, the three of them worked together and buried me alive in the hills behind town. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my brother excitedly announced he was going to take part in the selection. Looking at his stupid, clueless face, I smiled. This time, I’ll watch with my own eyes as he becomes nothing more than a replaceable lapdog.

Quan Durbysch, a Black from the Land of Rovega, held a grudge for years against the black robed people who killed her mother. The killers have eye color that typical of Blue people. The problem is people think that the Blue People are extinct. So, who are they? However, one day, finally, the girl accidentally found one of the killers and the next problem that happened was not as easy as she imagined. Zanxer. Quan doesn't know exactly what that thing is, but because of that, her life that was originally full of revenge became a little parted; starting from her meeting with Zurg, then Shodo and finally Osh. Her search for the gang in black robes requires the girl to face the Voice. They demanded that Quan have to carry on with her mother's unfinished duties. First, she must find Zanxer, the thing that her mother has hidden. If she doesn't find it soon, then the Land of Rovega will be on the verge of a war of blood. The battlefield will be full of white, black and silver blood. Even blue, if the nation is still exists.

Sophia is a young single woman working for a well known publishing company in Boston, Ma. She is up for a major promotion with her company where she will be the senior editor. While working from her local coffee shop one Tuesday she makes eye contact with a tall, handsome man. Who she ends up running into the next few weeks, even though she goes out of her way not to. Fate has other plans, and they end up falling in love, only to be haunted by Elliots ex, Riley. Will their love make it? Will it be worth the fight? Or does Riley ruin it for everyone?

Deck the halls with daddy issues and scream "yes, Santa" until the neighbors complain. She sold herself to save her mother. He bought her to settle a score. Neither expected twelve days of captivity to feel like coming home. Ten years ago, Evangeline Rose fled Willow Creek and the cruel boy who made her life hell. Now she’s back with a new name, a new body, and one desperate choice: enter the town’s secret Christmas auction where wealthy men bid on willing women. When the hammer falls at five hundred thousand dollars, Eva expects a stranger. Instead, she gets Grayson Holt—her former tormentor, now a devastatingly dangerous man in a half-open Santa jacket who just bought twelve uninterrupted nights with the virgin he once swore no one would ever want. She should be terrified. He's the reason she hid in bathroom stalls and cried herself to sleep. But the first time he kisses her, his hands shake. The first time she fights back, he groans her name like a prayer. And somewhere between the firelight and the snow and the silk ribbons around her wrists, they both realize the ugly truth: He didn't buy her to break her. He bought her because he's been broken without her. The boy who spray-painted "fat ugly bitch" on her locker is the same man who falls to his knees in the snow on the last morning and begs her not to leave. The girl who swore she'd never forgive him is the same woman who has to choose: walk away free, or stay with the monster who finally admitted he's been in love with her since the day he made her cry. Eva spent a decade learning to hate Grayson Holt. Turns out she's been loving him the whole damn time.

At the banquet, the most wanted bachelor of Rivenport announced that my stepsister was the woman he truly wished to marry. Without hesitation, I stepped aside and married Simon Barker, who had been pursuing me for years. Our married life was filled with love and happiness. That joy lasted until I finally became pregnant, when I discovered he had been slipping contraceptives into the milk he gave me every night. I also found a custom diamond necklace he kept in his safe that was labelled "For proposal", but the engraving bore my stepsister's initials. It became clear that I had only ever been an obstacle he needed to remove for the woman he truly loved. All those years, he had pretended to love me, but he was just using me as a stepping stone for my stepsister's bright future. No matter how blind I had been before, now I was fully awake to the truth. With a consent form for abortion and a divorce agreement in hand, Simon and I became strangers forever.

It was the day of our wedding trip, and my fiancee only hurried over to the airport at the last minute. Right before we boarded, she got an urgent message from her male secretary. "Sorry, honey. There's a big project that needs my attention. Just showed up. You go ahead without me. I'll catch up once I'm done with work." It was a shame, but work was important. "Yeah, I get it." Then, I tore up the flight ticket after my fiancee was gone. My fiancee talking about a big project when I just bought the whole company hours earlier? Well, I'd like to see who was the idiot who worked around their new boss to talk to someone who did not exist.