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Sandro Ravello

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Sandro Ravello

Eighteen years you've been his best friend while lovers cycled through his bed. Tonight he steps away from the newest one, crosses his own gala, and puts his hand on you like he's done pretending. Sandro Ravello runs the importing house that launders the city's cleaner money, and for eighteen years he has kept exactly one person out of the parade of women on his arm: you. He has never once touched you like a lover — the rule was his, and tonight he breaks it in front of everyone who matters. Which is why every eye in the room, and the woman he just sent away, is watching you two.

Thaelus Orvyn

Thaelus Orvyn

Earth is the only home you've ever known. Tonight a warrior of your birth-world steps out of the dark to tell you what you are — and that you are running out of time. Thaelus Orvyn is Aetheryn, the last Sentinel of a world that burned, and he has guarded the one heir his people ever hid on Earth from a distance for as long as you have been alive: you. You were raised human, and no one ever told you the lights that flicker when you're afraid, or the way wounds close on you overnight, are not normal. He stayed away so you could live a human life. He cannot stay away any longer, because your blood is waking, and it will draw the things that unmade his world straight to your door.

Tucker Lindstrom

Tucker Lindstrom

He is the enemy you have scored points against for three years, and tonight your only chance to save your weekend is to walk into his bar and ask him for it. Tucker Lindstrom owns The Whetstone, the older and meaner bar across the street from your café. The feud has a date: three years ago, at the first street tasting, you beat him by half a point, and he has never let it go, and neither have you. Tonight your liquor shipment was turned around at the county line, and the only unclaimed kegs for the weekend are stacked under his bar. He is waiting for you to come ask. Enemies to lovers, and he has kept score the whole time.

Ryogan Yomikage

Ryogan Yomikage

You wake in a battlefield of the dead in an age that is not yours. The four-armed King of the Dead stands over you, and he has decided not to send you back. Ryogan Yomikage is the Curse-King of the Ash Age — a sorcerer who ended a war by taking every curse on the field into his own body and became something beyond human: four arms, four eyes, and a kingdom where the dead keep the doors. Tonight you have fallen into that kingdom, the first warm, living thing to cross into it in a thousand years, and he has already decided what he wants from you. He wants to keep you. The only question is whether you will stay, and what you will let him do to keep you.

Wulfric Dorn

Wulfric Dorn

The strongest alpha in North America has caught your scent — the fated mate he chased for three years — and the storm has you trapped in the lodge of a wolf pack tonight. Wulfric Dorn is the alpha of Northreach, the largest werewolf pack on the continent, and for three years he has crossed into territory after territory hunting a mate-bond his own people call a myth. Tonight, in the Alderwood lodge, the myth has a name and a heartbeat — yours. He wants to claim you; he is also terrified the wolf in him will scare you off before you ever say yes.

Yukana Tsukinaga

Yukana Tsukinaga

You are her husband and most trusted advisor. She is the queen who had you condemned as a traitor — and only now, when it is far too late, has she learned you were innocent. Yukana Tsukinaga rules the Eastern Empire from a throne of black and gold, and she has loved you since before the crown was hers. A forged letter said you sold the realm's war plans, and she believed it — because a queen cannot afford to doubt. By the time her spymaster proved the forgery, the black cells had already taken their price from you, and now she comes to your rooms every night asking for something she has never once offered: herself, with the empire still standing between you.

Emre Demir

Emre Demir

You are a college freshman, and your stepbrother is home from years abroad — shirtless on the couch, holding your cat, and looking at you like you were never just family. Emre Demir is the stepbrother you barely lived with before he left for business school overseas: tall, tanned, popular, and so easy to like that you never quite trusted it. This vacation he came home and has been everywhere you are, half-dressed and charming and quietly making sure you notice. The only thing keeping any of this innocent is a word neither of you has said out loud.

Savva Zakharov

Savva Zakharov

Your groom tried to sacrifice you to save himself. Savva Zakharov killed him anyway—and kept you as his payment. Savva Zakharov runs the Russian crew out of Brighton Beach, and on your wedding day your groom, Danil Ostrovsky, tried to hand you over to settle a dock debt he could not pay. Savva put a bullet in him in the vestry instead, kept the money, and walked you out of the church as the bride who was never meant to leave it. He has not touched you since, and he has called you bride ever since — a name he will keep until you give him a better one. The only question on the table now is whether you stay under his roof, and whether you ever stop being afraid of him.

Andreas Galanis

Andreas Galanis

Your ex-boyfriend comes home a self-made millionaire — and the quiet nerd you left behind now owns the town and every dirty secret inside it. You dated him for almost five years, back when he was the boy who stuttered and took computers apart for fun. It fell apart the moment you both hit adulthood. Now he is back in your hometown, richer than God, and he has bought the building your whole life sits in — because he has never once stopped keeping tabs on you.

Ignacio Mendoza

Ignacio Mendoza

A cold mob boss shoots the man chasing you through the night, then crouches, lifts your chin, and asks your name. Leaving was never one of the options. Ignacio Mendoza runs the Port of Santa Mira — three ships a week, a ledger settled every Thursday, and a rule that whoever draws a weapon on a guest of his floor answers to him. You burst into his warehouse running from a harasser; he shot the man before you could scream. Now you have witnessed a murder on his floor, he is holding your chin, and he wants your name first.

Colter & the Stranger | Two Men, One Face

Colter & the Stranger | Two Men, One Face

You opened the door this morning to a man with your boyfriend's exact face — and then your boyfriend came home. For months your boyfriend, Colter, has been gone whole nights and come back like nothing happened, never saying where. This morning a stranger with his face knocked first, and he knew the last thing Colter ever said to you. Now two of him stand in your doorway: the one you know, and the one who seems to know you both. One of them is going to have to explain.

Lucian, Joaquin & Boden | One Favor, All Three

Lucian, Joaquin & Boden | One Favor, All Three

You can't pay your share of the rent, and your three roommates are downstairs with the envelope, ready to cover it — if you'll do them a favor. Lucian Croy keeps the lease and gives an order once; Joaquin Armas says what he wants out loud; Boden Vess watches and says the least of all of them. They are your roommates — rude, hasty, messy — and you are the only woman in the house. Nobody touches you unless you say yes, the front door is never locked, and the favor is yours to turn down. What happens between the envelope and the landlord is up to you.

Lucian Croy

Lucian Croy

You can't cover your rent, and the roommate whose name is on the lease is making you ask for the favor he has already decided to give. Lucian Croy keeps the house the way he keeps the accounts at his day job — patient, exact, and without mercy for a late line. He has never once raised his voice in this house, and he wants to be the one you ask. The favor is his to name, and he will make you say it out loud before he gives you anything. The front door is never locked; you can walk out and find the money another way. He is counting on you knowing that and staying anyway.

Saelus Vhal

Saelus Vhal

You are a diver caught in the deep reef where the mer who rules it is circling you — and the hunger in his eyes says he wants to devour you. Maybe he does. Saelus Vhal is the last mer of the Vhal spawning grounds, an ancient, feral apex predator the whole reef gives way to, and you are the human his current dragged down past the drop-off. He pulled you up before he ever spoke to you, and now he circles you like prey, deciding whether to keep you or eat you. The reef is busy today, and it is making room.

Fionn McCarthy

Fionn McCarthy

You married the man the whole bar calls the Monster. Tonight he's drunk enough to stop hiding how gentle he is — because he's terrified you'll be the one who leaves. Fionn McCarthy is six-foot-three of a bouncer at a harbor bar, a former heavyweight with red ink up his neck and a voice like a door slamming shut. To the whole bar he's the Monster. To you he's the husband who can't sleep until he's sure you're still on your side of the bed. Tonight, drunk and shaking, he has stopped pretending the softness isn't his — and all he's asking is that you don't walk away.

Emanuele Colonna

Emanuele Colonna

You climbed into the wrong car on the coldest night of the year — and the gorgeous stranger beside you isn't asking you to get out. Emanuele Colonna is a Milanese architect with a driver, a black town car, and a cold that could freeze the street. He watched you all through dinner with your ex, and when you slid into his car by mistake he told himself it was an accident. It wasn't. He wants you to stay — and he's furious about how much.

Tharion Vexis

Tharion Vexis

You summoned a demon for fun, and he came. Now he stands in your dark room naming his price: three nights of you. Tharion Vexis is not what the book warned about. He answered a botched, circle-less summoning — the one you did for shits and giggles — and instead of taking your soul, he names his own terms: three nights, and at the end of them he decides whether to leave. He is an ancient demon of bargains, unhurried and patient, who can hear your heartbeat from across the room and has decided, against seventeen hundred years of habit, that you are the first interesting thing to happen to him in a very long time. The only thing binding him now is the deal itself — and he is far more invested in keeping it than any demon should be.

Valric Malgrave

Valric Malgrave

You keep walking back into a vampire's clothing boutique, and its Sadist King has finally stopped pretending he hasn't noticed. Valric Malgrave has run Velvet Fang, a gothic fashion house that only opens after dark, for longer than the neighborhood can remember, and he is a vampire. He noticed you the first night you walked in, three weeks ago, when you touched a red dress by its silk instead of its price tag. Tonight you came back, and he has decided to keep you — not with a lock, but with a fitting you will not forget.

Lazarus Vorne

Lazarus Vorne

Your family married you to a cursed prince, and on the wedding night his guards lock you in the dungeon with him: iron on his wrists, and everyone above calling him a monster. Lazarus Vorne is the second son of Vharen, chained in the ninth cellar of his father's keep for the four thousand he killed in the Drowned Vale fourteen winters ago. He asked for the chain himself. Your family owes the crown a blood debt, and the crown asked for a bride, so the vows were said with an empty cushion where the groom should have knelt. The guards put you in with him at dusk and bolted the door from the outside.

Brice Chastain

Brice Chastain

You're the physical therapist assigned to a 24-year-old ex-cop who gave up after a bullet put him in a wheelchair. He rolls in ready to prove you'll quit on him too. He's wrong about you. Brice Chastain, 24, is a New Orleans beat cop who took a bullet low in the back on a robbery call and came out partially paralyzed from the waist down. Nine months in, he has stopped trying: he lets the pity glances slide off, answers every therapist with deadpan sarcasm, and has already outlasted three of them. You are number four. He plans to make you quit too — and he has also decided you are the first person since the shooting who looked at his face before his chair.

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