Filter By
Updating status
AllOngoingCompleted
Sort By
AllPopularRecommendationRatesUpdated
Entropy Trilogy 1: Melting The Hate

Entropy Trilogy 1: Melting The Hate

"Jiayou! I'm watching you, ah?!" "Yeah. You are watching me!" I responded as I turned my back away from her. I put on my mascara and joined the crew. A moment later, a mysterious person appeared, wearing mascara too. She carries such a jaw-dropping look in a stunning dress. Embellished throughout with sequins in a floral manner, graces in illusion, long sleeves and jewel closed neckline. There's also an exquisite belt around her waist that gives a division to the fitted bodice and flared A-line full skirt. She possesses such glamour but why is she hiding her identity? She is known yet faceless. Even Johnny and Ellaine couldn't give a single detail about her except for her sobriquet, Masked M
104.4K viewsCompletedAdded to Library 106 Times as the masked heiress
Read
+Library
Falling for Lord Masquerade

Falling for Lord Masquerade

he spread his hands, then clasped them again, "I was merely told to escort you back to the ballroom." "All right," I sighed, "Thanks, anyway. Garrett, was it?" He bowed in silent affirmation and gratitude. I looked over the railing. Oh, there were so many masks! How could I possibly find which one belonged to Masquerade? I scrutinized the assembly, but they moved with such grace and speed, it was hard to keep my eyes on any one mask. The minutes passed and my fingers tightened on the rail as my worry mounted. I didn't want to go back down there until I knew where Masquerade was. This place was cold as well as beautiful, and he was the only person who seemed warm.
104.9K viewsOngoingAdded to Library 135 Times as the masked heiress
Read
+Library
THE BILLIONAIRE’S MYSTIQUE BRIDE

THE BILLIONAIRE’S MYSTIQUE BRIDE

“That’s a big deal. Decades of legacy. It has to be something grand, but unique too.” Zac nodded, watching her intently. After a moment, Mia’s face lit up. “What about a masquerade theme? Something elegant but mysterious. Imagine guests arriving in formal attire, each wearing a luxurious mask. It would feel exclusive, timeless… and people love that kind of intrigue.” Zac’s expression shifted, a spark of interest lighting in his eyes. “A masquerade,” he said, as if testing the word. “You could call it The Enchanted Masked Soirée,” Mia continued, warming to the idea. “Since it’s a ceremony for the elites. They’d love the privacy, the exclusivity. It would be a night they’d never forget.”
103.4K viewsOngoingAdded to Library 125 Times as the masked heiress
Read
+Library
Begging on Their Knees My Alpha Wants Me Back

Begging on Their Knees My Alpha Wants Me Back

“Mia, why didn’t you come find me? If it weren’t for my mega money, I wouldn’t even know where you were staying!” I looked around, ensuring no one was watching, then pulled Sean inside. “Your red hair is too conspicuous. Being with you would expose me.” “The law doesn’t forbid celebrities from watching races!” “I’m not talking about my celebrity identity.” “Then what else could it be? Miracle doctor?” I rolled my eyes, pulled a mask from my bag, and put it on, smirking. “Guess.” “You… you…” Sean pointed at the mask, speechless. I waved my hand. “Official introduction: I am Hestia.”
51.8K viewsOngoingAdded to Library 57 Times as the masked heiress
Read
+Library
The Declined Card: My Ex-husband is now My Guarddog

The Declined Card: My Ex-husband is now My Guarddog

Kasen picked up his black mask, turned his back on them, and walked out. The masquerade ball was a glittering, decadent display of wealth and shadow. The grand ballroom was filled with hundreds of masked billionaires, classical music swirling under the high, vaulted ceilings. The masks hid the greed and hunger of the elite, their eyes shining behind gold and silver lace. Kasen stood in the shadows of a marble pillar, his eyes glued to Maeva. She wore a breathtaking, midnight-blue gown, her face partially obscured by a delicate silver lace mask. Julian was standing beside her, trying to look charming despite the faint red marks on his neck.
393 viewsOngoingAdded to Library 9 Times as the masked heiress
Read
+Library
THE HEIRESS THEY THREW AWAY

THE HEIRESS THEY THREW AWAY

Vanessa followed shortly after. Leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, Vanessa smirked. “Isabella, aren’t you afraid? Digging up other people’s dirt like this… what happens when yours comes out?” Isabella’s eyes narrowed slightly, a cold glint flashing within them. She turned, voice indifferent. “Who doesn’t have secrets in this industry? You included… Miss Hartley.” She deliberately emphasized the surname. Then, as if recalling something, she added lightly— “Speaking of which… doesn’t the title ‘mistress pretending to be a rich heiress’ suit you quite well? Saves me the trouble of coming up with a headline when I expose you.”
102.3K viewsOngoingAdded to Library 74 Times as the masked heiress
Read
+Library
The Return Of The Heiress

The Return Of The Heiress

He just stood there, staring at me across the crowded ballroom with an expression of complete devastation. The girl he'd thrown away, the wife he'd neglected and humiliated, the woman he'd told would never find anyone better, was Isabella Morrison. Granddaughter of Alexander Morrison. Heir to one of the largest fortunes in the country. One of the most powerful women in New York. And he'd let me go without a fight. The applause finally died down and I sat back down, accepting congratulations from the people at my table with grace and poise I'd learned from watching my brothers navigate society. But I was hyperaware of the Wei family table, of the chaos I knew was happening there.
622 viewsOngoingAdded to Library 14 Times as the masked heiress
Read
+Library
THE HEIRESS IN OVERALLS

THE HEIRESS IN OVERALLS

For three seconds there was silence in the auditorium. Then the room erupted. The reporters were typing furiously on their tablets. The condescension in the room was gone. Now people were scared. They realized that the heiress in overalls was not a figurehead. She was the architect. Silas looked down at Avery. He had a smile on his face. He was proud of her. He reached out under the cover of the podium. His hand gripped hers. They had officially left the yards. The crown was hers. The board belonged entirely to Avery and Silas.
10635 viewsOngoingAdded to Library 13 Times as the masked heiress
Read
+Library
The Last Heiress

The Last Heiress

The rest had barricaded themselves in one of the lower towers and waited for rescue that never came. There were three of them left alive. Two women and a man, all bearing the marks of the attack—burn scars, wounds that had been hastily treated and were starting to show signs of infection. Their eyes were hollow in a way that suggested they'd witnessed things that human minds weren't supposed to see. The older woman's name was Captain Solace. She had close-cropped gray hair and a bearing that suggested she'd spent her entire life trying to hold things together. Even now, even in this catastrophe, she was trying.
320 viewsOngoingAdded to Library 10 Times as the masked heiress
Read
+Library
PREV
123456
...
10

Frequently Asked Questions

Totally hooked by the rollercoaster that is 'The Masked Heiress: Don't Mess With Her' — the plot riffs on classic masquerade-romance beats while throwing in corporate intrigue and some deliciously petty revenge. It opens with our heroine, an heiress who adopts a literal mask to protect herself from assassination attempts and from the poisonous court of her own family. Under that mask she becomes different: bolder, sharp-tongued, and willing to bend rules. She slips into the city’s nightlife and makes choices her public persona never could, which sets the whole story in motion.

Conflict arrives as her secret double life brushes up against the people who matter: a gruff protector who’s suspicious yet oddly tender, a rival who has every reason to hate her, and a manipulative relative who’s been scheming to steal her inheritance. The tension escalates through a string of set-pieces — a high-stakes corporate meeting where she outwits a hostile takeover, a masquerade ball where identities are nearly exposed, and a midnight chase that reveals who’s been pulling strings behind the scenes. Along the way there are subplots about loyalty from unlikely allies, a betrayed childhood friend seeking redemption, and a discovery that the mask’s meaning is less about hiding and more about choosing who she wants to be.

By the climax the heroine forces the family’s secrets into the open, literally unmasking herself at a crucial moment to command the company and defend the people she cares for. Romance is slow-burn and earned: trust is rebuilt through actions, not declarations, and the ending balances justice with a bittersweet acknowledgment of cost. I walked away loving the way identity and power were tangled together — it’s dramatic, witty, and oddly comforting to watch someone take control of their story, mask and all.

SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status