Ashes & Masquerade
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Última publicación mar, abr 7, 2026
Title : Ashes & Masquerade
🌟 Soundtrack 🌟 Ride for me - Daniel Di Angelo
Cassandra Cruz has always lived in the shadows, poor, orphaned, and invisible in a world that never noticed her.
A scholarship to St Vincent Academy should have been her ticket out... but instead, it plunges her into a world of wealth, power, and dangerous secrets she was never meant to face.
One borrowed identity.
One careless mistake.
Suddenly, she's no longer just a student.
She's the center of a game where every smile hides a trap, every friendship masks a lie, and every secret could destroy everything she's worked for.
The elite are beautiful. Charming. Deadly.
They have wealth, influence... and darkness in their veins.
They all want something from her.
Some want to play.
Some want to control.
Some are hiding something far worse.
Cassandra thought she could stay invisible, focus on her future, and survive unnoticed.
She was wrong.
Every choice has consequences.
Every truth risks everything.
And some lies... ignite fires that nothing can extinguish.
Friendships will fracture.
Alliances will twist.
Loyalties will be tested... and hearts will break.
No one is innocent.
No one is safe.
⚠️ Viewer discretion advised : Contains DISTURBING themes.
Secrets will burn, trust will shatter, and nothing is as it seems ⚠️
🧨 Type : Dark romance \ Dark Academia \ Mystery \ Drama \ Thriller \ Elite School 🧨
Then her phone buzzes.
A message that freezes her blood:
"They know who you really are... and there's no turning back."
Truth kills quietly...
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