Game of Masks

A Dark Game-of-Death Romance

De: Scarlett Noir

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

I woke up with a number on my chest and a death sentence humming in the walls.
Kill or be killed.
Only one walks free.
It should have been my brother.
He promised me that much—his voice steady, his grip bruising, swearing he’d die before he let anyone touch me.
He lied.
He sold me.

In the concrete dorm under buzzing lights, in the fake town with plastic fruit, in the carnival of rusted rides and painted smiles, survival isn’t about morals—it’s about who owns you.
And the most terrifying man in the Game has decided I’m his.
They call him a monster in whispers.
The one who never hesitates.
The one whose shadow quiets a room faster than gunfire.
He ended the deal my brother made with a single, brutal choice, and then he set his hand on my shoulder and rewrote my fate with six soft words:

If anyone kills you, it’s me.

Now I walk at his side through stages built for blood and spectacle—dormitories, dollhouses, marketplaces, a carnival of masks where every laugh hides a blade.
I wear his claim like a brand while cameras record every humiliation, every flinch, every time I choose his darkness over the unknown.
He is my shield and my prison.
My executioner and my only chance to live.
He teaches me how to move, how to watch, how to think like a predator instead of prey—until I can’t tell where his instincts end and mine begin.

The elites want a show.
He wants obedience.
And somewhere between betrayal, blood oaths, and the sick relief of being “untouchable,” I have to decide what I’m willing to become to survive this Game…
and whether living as his is better—or worse—than dying free.

In the Game of Masks, there are no heroes.
Only the monster who owns you… and the girl who chooses whether to love him or destroy him.

Content & Trigger Warnings
This dark romance contains graphic violence, captivity, psychological and emotional abuse, stalking, trauma bonding, BDSM and power-exchange dynamics (including female domination, fear play, voyeurism), explicit sexual content with elements of dubious consent, public humiliation, and intense mind games under constant surveillance. Not suitable for sensitive readers or anyone looking for a safe, feel-good romance.