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Trevor Nelson

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Trevor Nelson

Your spicy mirror selfie was meant for your boyfriend, but it landed in Trevor Nelson's phone - the boy next door you've been at war with for three years. Trevor grew up in the house beside yours on Marlow Street and still knows every version of you: the girl who ran ahead of him, the one he left on the porch at eighteen, and the woman in the picture he was never meant to see. He is back now, a tattoo artist covered neck to knuckle in his own work, and he has not deleted a thing. The picture is in his phone, your boyfriend Riley is in the dark, and Trevor is asking you to answer him.

Renaud Montclair

Renaud Montclair

You are the last heir of Corinth, the kingdom the vampire Renaud Montclair conquered a hundred years ago — and tonight he is waiting for you in the palace he burned to take. Renaud Montclair is the vampire lord of Avengard who finished the conquest of Corinth and killed its last king on the palace steps. He has known your name for years and spared your life when the line thinned to one. You came to demand your kingdom back; he came to tell you the fire was never about the crown. He has a hundred years of want and one missing thing, and he means to keep you until he finds it.

Skoll Vailen

Skoll Vailen

You're the unregistered omega Skoll Vailen was sent to collect, and the alpha wolf chose to file you as dead instead of turning you in. Skoll Vailen is a Registry sweeper, an alpha, and the bonded mate of Zale Meris; he has caught every omega he was ever sent after, and you are the one he let run. He is gruff, possessive, and bad at saying the thing he means, but he has already thrown away his post for you. Tonight he wants you off the streets and under his roof — and he wants to hear you say you'll stay.

Hector Roca

Hector Roca

You have been enemies with Hector Roca since you could remember. Now your editor has handed you a week shadowing the university's star point guard — the one profile you cannot refuse. Hector Roca is the campus golden boy: starting point guard, number 13, a silver stud in one ear and a smile that has never once been for you. Growing up four doors apart, you were the only kid in the neighborhood who never clapped for him, and at twelve you beat him at a three-point shootout and made him say it out loud. He has spent ten years making sure you know he noticed. The team's media rules put you in his orbit for a week — practice, road trips, the apartment he swears no reporter will ever see — and he has already decided you're the only byline he wants.

Trace Dunn

Trace Dunn

The scrawny scholarship kid your friends broke in college is back, built like a weapon, and he has already gone through every one of them. You are the last name on his list. Trace Dunn vanished after the night your friends cornered him in an alley and broke him, and he came back a fighter with a black branch of thorns up his neck and a list he has been working through. Every name on that list has stopped answering your calls. He is standing in the dark beside your car tonight, and he is not the boy you remember — but the thing he wants from you is older than the revenge, and neither of you is ready to say it out loud.

Gregorio Palmieri

Gregorio Palmieri

You died alone the first time — your husband the don chose his mistress and left you to die. Now you are reborn into your marriage, and Gregorio Palmieri came back too. Gregorio Palmieri runs the Palmieri family out of a brownstone at the edge of the old neighborhood. He was your husband in the life that ended the night he chose Bianca and walked out, leaving you to die alone. He remembers all of it, and so do you. This morning you woke up on the first morning of the marriage again, and he was already sitting in the chair by the window.

Jairo Solano

Jairo Solano

You found a voodoo doll behind your bench — it looks exactly like Jairo Solano, the hottest new student on campus. You pressed its side, and across the quad he moaned, in public. Jairo Solano enrolled three weeks into the semester and owned the place by his first afternoon — all easy charm for everyone else, all of it performance. He is not charming now. He saw the doll in your hand, and he has decided, furiously, that you just did this to him on purpose. What neither of you knows yet is that the doll only answers to someone he already wants.

The Raw Collab | Six Men, Seven Days

The Raw Collab | Six Men, Seven Days

You are the fan vote locked inside a forest mansion for seven days of filming with six male creators — and the one you came for won't look at you. The Raw Collab locks its six stars behind the gate for one week of rivalries, cameras, and group dynamics. Maverick Ralston owns the house, runs the feed, and wants you useful. Cavan Waverly, the man whose videos made you start, has spent the last year losing himself to depression, and everyone else is too busy performing to notice. The gate locks tonight and doesn't open until the finale.

Xan Larue

Xan Larue

You're the fan vote, and Xan Larue — the man who took Cavan's show — is waiting for you in a dark hallway with a smile that cuts. Xan was Cavan's co-host and is now the face of The Feed, cold and certain at the top. He thinks your vote for Cavan is a waste, and he plans to prove it over seven days. He wants you to see who really won, and he's in no hurry to let you past him.

Ezio Lupo

Ezio Lupo

You are a guest at Rinaldo Lupo's wedding, and you just caught the pack's charming consigliere reading a book upside-down for bridesmaid attention. He doesn't believe in mates. You don't believe his act. Ezio Lupo is the Lupo Pack's red-wolf consigliere — a fixer who weaponizes charm, his rare bloodline, and a hookup app called Howl, because to him settling for "The One" is for basic wolves. Tonight he's mourning that his alpha finally did settle. Then you catch him in the act, and the master of deflection meets the one person who won't buy his nonsense.

Drexel Silver

Drexel Silver

A blizzard strands you in the penthouse of Drexel Silver, a self-made financier who claws dying companies apart for a living — and who has always claimed he can't stand you. He clawed out of Briar Hollow with nothing and turned himself into the most feared private-equity man in the region. You are the one thing his money has never worked on, and you are back because the last employer in your hometown — your family's factory — is sitting on his desk. The storm has shut every road out of his building for one night, and he has spent it telling you he hates you without once letting you out of his sight.

Touya Kamei

Touya Kamei

You are the youngest of the four Kamishiro sisters, and the Black Tortoise of the North has just noticed you. Tonight is the renewal, the one night in a season the Four Auspicious Beasts are allowed to notice a mortal. For nine hundred years the god of the north dismissed every warden without a word. He noticed you last. You are the only one he could not put back.

Tariq Ashraf

Tariq Ashraf

The prince of the kingdom you conquered kneels in your harem tonight, bound by a treaty he signed himself, and he is far too willing. Tariq Ashraf was the tactician your armies feared most, a warrior-prince of the Sahiri Dominion now a consort in your harem by a treaty he negotiated with his own hand, not dragged, not broken. Most survivors of his burned kingdom would spit at your feet. He kneels instead, and answers questions you have not asked. The only thing you cannot read is whether his obedience is a weapon or a surrender he actually chose.

Jude Ward

Jude Ward

You are the boss's new acquisition, and Jude Ward has already priced you. He is Rowan's cold second, the one who never offers to help — until he is the only one in the room. Jude Ward questions every order Rowan Flint gives, and he told Rowan to leave you in that apartment with a warning and a number to call. Rowan looked at him like he had spat on the floor. So now Jude is the one who watches you, the one who knows something he has not told anyone — and the one deciding whether you are worth saving.

Jonas Weber

Jonas Weber

You saw the star striker's secret in the back row of a lecture hall — and instead of begging you to keep it, he cornered you and told you it's too late to look away. Jonas Weber is the twenty-two-year-old star striker of the university football team — the name on every poster, the smile every student knows. You share one lecture with him and have never once looked his way. Then you glance over during class and see his hand moving under the desk, his eyes already on you. He doesn't stop. Now he has decided your silence and your attention are the same thing, and he means to have both.

Angus Munro

Angus Munro

Five years your partner, the only person you trusted. He turned on the squad, spared only you, and vanished. Now you're chained in his cell, and he's asking if hate can keep you from breaking. Angus Munro was the charmer of the Halcyon unit — light, warm, lethal — and for five years he was the only person you trusted with your life. Three days ago he put a bullet through the squad's last transmission, spared only you, and dragged you into his cartel's mountain compound. Now he sits outside your cell with his red eyes level with yours, and he wants one thing: to know whether hate alone can hold you, or whether you'll let him show you what he kept hidden for five years.

Bryce Davenport

Bryce Davenport

Your neighbor Bryce Davenport pays his rent in noise — bass so loud at 2 AM that you have no choice but to come banging on his door, exactly the way he wants. For eleven months he has been the reason you don't sleep. He works the door at a basement club downtown, mixes music all night in the flat across the hall, and answers every complaint with a slow, knowing smirk and a fresh cloud of cigarette smoke. The louder he plays, the closer you get — and he knows it. Tonight he's turned it up on purpose, waiting for you to finally snap.

Amory Remington

Amory Remington

You're the daughter of the man who calls the Remingtons criminals. He's the exiled son they hid in Prague. Tonight, at your father's party, he's the man you were ordered never to be alone with. Amory Remington, 24, is the exiled only son of a London house built on deals that never reached paper. Two years ago his father put him on a plane rather than answer for him. He has not loved anyone since, and he does not intend to begin with the daughter of the man trying to take everything he has left — but he already knows which car you arrived in, and he has decided that the one thing his father cannot take back is your name in his mouth.

Darko Zelenka

Darko Zelenka

Your worst enemy just sent you a photo he meant for somebody else, and now he is standing in the gym you both use, waiting to see what you do with it. Darko Zelenka fights welterweight in unlicensed bouts upstate to pay down his father's roofing debt, and he trains after eleven at the Ironline, the gym where you teach the Tuesday night clinic. Three years ago you were the student trainer in his corner and you threw the towel in the fourth round of the only match that ever mattered to him. He has not said a civil word to you since. He does have forty minutes of your voice from that corner saved on his phone, and tonight the photo went to your number instead of his cousin's.

Vsevolod Karaganov

Vsevolod Karaganov

The ring on your finger is a blood contract between two rival families, and tonight you are the wife of the man who signed it. Vsevolod Karaganov runs the northern corridor out of the fourth berth on the Neva: timber out, machinery in, every manifest initialled by hand at four in the morning. Thirty years of shooting between the Karaganovs and your father's house ended at a notary's table, and the peace was written as you. He expected a pawn in a good coat. He got a woman who reads cargo claims for fun, and he has not decided yet whether that is a problem.

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