Shisui Anbu Mask

Camille Hart was just another broke interior design graduate until Julian Thorne, a ruthless billionaire with a dangerous obsession, offered her a twisted deal: become his mistress and live in luxury, under one condition—no feelings allowed. But when Camille falls for someone else, Julian’s cold mask cracks—and the man she thought she could outsmart shows just how far he’s willing to go to keep what’s his. As their toxic game escalates into a war of control, seduction, and secrets, Camille must decide: will she escape this madness with her heart intact, or will she become the one thing she swore she’d never be? He bought her body. Now he wants her soul. But Camille Hart doesn’t belong to anyone.

"Please," he said, and his voice had gone rough, desperate. "Let me see you. Let me see your face." My hand came up and covered his where it rested on my mask. "Okay," I whispered. He pulled the mask off slowly, carefully, and I blinked as my eyes adjusted to seeing without the green tint. His hand was still between my legs, fingers still moving in slow circles that made my breath come in short gasps, but he'd gone very still otherwise. I looked up at him, at the green mask still covering his face. "I want to see you too." He didn't move or speak anymore. Something cold started to spread through my chest, cutting through the heat he'd built there. "What?" I asked. "Am I too ugly to be your mate?" His hand jerked away from me like I'd burned him. The loss of contact made me want to cry out, made my body ache with sudden emptiness. He took a step back, then another, and I could see his hands curling into fists at his sides. His whole body was shaking. "What the fuck," he said, and his voice had gone flat and cold. ***** Kaireen was disowned by her parents just because she rejected a marriage proposal, she stayed the night with her friend, got into an impromptu game that changed her fate, she met her mate, the one thing she never knew she could have but it was her nightmare. Her Bully and her brother who would stop at nothing to make life hell for her, to worsen it all, he needed to mark her to survive in an Island of Cruel Lycans. How did they get there? How will her parents and pack react knowing she was mated to the most cruel Alpha brother.

Aianna Nyx, a 19-year old girl who has been struggling alone all her life. Traumatized by the people around her, she had no choice but to start changing herself. She started being mean and rebellious— reason why no one dared to approach her anymore. She did whatever it takes just to avoid being the prey. A weakling. Life being playful as it is, began challenging Nyx again. This time, she’ll be the prey being hunted. This time, no longer alone. Despite death chasing after her, will she finally get what she has been longing for a while now— friendship? Betrayal Heartbreak Death after death How will Nyx handle this situation now that her life was turned upside down? Will she keep hiding behind her mask, or will she finally unravel her true self?

"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.

What if fate will play two strangers in the most difficult time of their lives? A man who mostly treat killing as a habit and a woman that one's survived death, been saved and now...fate is teasing her life again. What if there's someone wearing a mask of vengeance just to lure her? What if trusting him will make her defeated. Paano ba mahalin ang isang kriminal na gaya ni Peruvian El Fuego? Paano ba magmahal ng totoo? May lalaki pa kayang magmamahal sa babaeng nabalo na at may isang step-daughter na 'sing edad lang niya? Paano kung magiging hadlang din ang estado ng pagkatao at nakaraan nila sa isa't-isa? May puwang pa ba ang salitang 'pagmamahal?' ~ Peruvian El Fuego and Romary Aquisa Jaranilla

I'm six years older than Bernard Jackman, but he always smiles and says, "Lucky me. I got to marry you." I think we will live happily ever after until a message pops up on his phone and shatters the illusion. "Bernie, be honest. Who's better in bed, me or your wife?" "Come on. That old hag smells like mothballs. She can't be compared to you!" And yet, he still showers me with love. How can a man say he loves me while sleeping with another woman? So, I tear off his mask and leave him. "Bernard, it's not that I can't live without you! You're filthy, and I don't want you anymore! I can find another man just fine!"

"Pick up…. pick up… please" When the call did not get through, I burst into tears. The killer was now banging the door violently. “Inspector Kenneth speaking” Uncle Ken’s voice came through and right at the same the killer made a whole in the door by his continuous banging. "Uncle Ken, he's here, he is going to kill me…." I stated this in a panicked, horrified tone. “Zara, darling, we were going to have some fun why did you called the police?” he said in a cold tone bringing out his silvery knife. A shudder rushed down the spine. However, I maintained my composure. "You are over now," I said, trying to mask my terror. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, not yet…." He answered and raced towards me. What happens next???

**Innocence is a mask** Camila has known loss all her life—first her parents, then her childhood friend, and now… maybe her peace of mind. Determined to honor her grandfather's dying wish, she walks into a world far more twisted than she imagined—a world where promises turn deadly and family ties are not what they seem. A powerful marriage alliance. A tragic birth. A betrayal that changes everything. When secrets long buried begin to resurface, Camila is forced to question those closest to her. Love, loyalty, and truth begin to blur. And just when she thinks she's found someone to trust, another shadow rises from her past. In a world where allies wear masks and enemies hold your hand, will Camila uncover the truth in time—or will she become part of the mystery?

On the eve of our wedding, Trevin Hoffman's childhood sweetheart, a mercenary who had vanished for five years, was struck by a deadly love spell during a mission. When her teammates dragged her back to him, she was covered in blood, barely clinging to life. Trevin, usually calm and composed, lost control. Ignoring my protests, he locked himself in with her for the entire night. I sat outside that door, sleepless until dawn. The next morning, when I demanded an explanation in hysteria, he shielded her with his body and snapped, his mask completely gone. "I couldn't just watch Wren die. One wild night before marriage, what's so wrong with that?" At that moment, I was disillusioned. My love for him vanished in an instant.