[Under Revising: I'm currently renewing some parts here in the story. The first parts and this have the same flow but there some things here that are already changed like the attitudes, scenes, secrets etc. Please keep in mind that I just need to review again this story because I was also a victim of the term called "Writer's Block". Thank you for your understanding. Just comment for some clarification. Thank you.]
She's cold. She's fearless. She's not a part of any organization like GANGSTERS, MAFIA, ASSASSINS or what. But she knows how to defend and protect herself. She have a mask, a great great mask that she knows that everybody can't see what is in inside. But behind of her mask, she's hurting. You can call her "Devastated Queen" because every piece of her life is missing and she didn't even know herself.
Mysteries is her game.
Blood is her pleasure.
Fighting is her ability.
Memory is her enemy.
Love is what she needs.
And this is it, A girl you can call....
Meet HELLIARY KLOUIE VILLAMOR. Hell knows how to pretend. And her favorite mask is her POKER FACE. That's why no one knows what's running inside her mind.
Can someone make her feel the love again?
A/N: This is my first action story. So sorry if some part of the story is lame. But I'll promise that I will do my best for you to like it. Please support my story. Comment and vote. Thank you :*
Also, this story is TAGLISH.
Start: May 15,2016