Masque (H.S)
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  • Reads 338
  • Votes 36
  • Parts 10
  • Time 2h 11m
Ongoing, First published Jul 27, 2021
Mature
"When your life becomes a theatre and you are not the main character, all you can do is watch the play from behind the curtains, because under that mask nobody knows who you are...sometimes not even you. 

All life long they both lived under a mask. But that mask covered something so terrible that neither of them are sure how to deal with. They both have pasts too heinous to uncover. They both have a past that made them meet in the most unimaginable circumstances. And they don't know that. But when they are forced to live together then there can only be one result.

But what? 

With a single wall between the two bare souls. Two people so different yet so alike. Two arrogant, soulless, heartless, cold blooded creatures strung together by fate. Will Harry or Anne be able to lower their walls and tame each other or will it end in blood? 

The night when two hearts were broken. 
Two angels were killed. 
Two demons were unleashed. 
The fire of love was ignited. 

But did it burn their demons or them? 

Preview:

The letter was shaking in my hands.

 I saw a tear roll down my cheek and fall on the envelope mixing with the red stains on the paper. 

Looking up I saw her. In my favorite white dress. 

But it was not white anymore. 

It was dripping red. 

I couldn't speak. I was stunned. 

"How could you do it, Anne? "

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Dark Harry ... there will be some violence and blood and triggers. Please keep that in mind before reading...

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I just had this idea for the story and had to write it down..This is my first book...So I would really love to know what you guys think..
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