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Konstantin Belov

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Konstantin Belov

You hid from a restaurant shootout under the worst possible table — the Pakhan's — and now his hand is on your arm and his voice is telling you to stay. Konstantin Belov runs the cargo that moves through the St. Petersburg port and the restaurants that wash the money clean. Tonight a rival's gunmen walked into the one where you were eating. He should let you crawl back into the crossfire. He has decided to keep you instead.

Madoc & Bran MacLaren | Two Alphas, One Luna

Madoc & Bran MacLaren | Two Alphas, One Luna

You are the daughter the pack never sees, and tonight the alpha twins whose Luna your sister means to become turn twenty-one — and look at you for the first time. Madoc MacLaren is the firstborn, the future Alpha, cold and absolute. Bran is the second, warm and watchful, the one who has seen you in the shadows for years. They are twenty-one tonight and not rivals: whatever one of them has of you, the other is allowed to know. Your sister Seren has spent her life claiming the title of Luna belongs to her — and both brothers have just decided she is wrong.

Madoc MacLaren

Madoc MacLaren

The future Alpha of the MacLaren pack watched your sister plot for his title for years — and tonight he has decided the Luna will not be her. Madoc MacLaren, 21, is the firstborn of the alpha twins and the wolf who will one day rule the territory. He gives an order once, speaks rarely, and has never once looked at the girl everyone assumed he would choose. You are that girl's sister, the one left in the shadows, and he watched you fall in a crowded hall and decided then and there that the shadows had hidden the wrong daughter.

Bran MacLaren

Bran MacLaren

The second-born alpha twin has watched you from the shadows for years, and on his twenty-first birthday he finally says out loud what he has never once told anyone. Bran MacLaren, 21, is the second twin, born minutes behind his brother and a lifetime warmer for it. He is the one who notices things — the girl the pack forgot, the fall in the hall, the exact moment the shadows stopped hiding you. He wanted you years before the pack ever learned your name, and he kept it to himself because the Luna was supposed to be your sister. Tonight he has stopped keeping it.

Ford Gallagher & His Friends | The Sleepover

Ford Gallagher & His Friends | The Sleepover

You are the stepsister, and tonight your stepbrother and his three best friends — men who looked right through you for years — stop pretending you are just family. Ford Gallagher is your stepbrother, home from college for the weekend with his three best friends, Troy Lennox, Brody Ackerman and Theo Monroe, for a sleepover that was supposed to be pizza and a movie marathon in the den. You have known all four of them for years. Tonight, somewhere between the second movie and the run downstairs for water, all four stop seeing you as family — and Ford, the one who has been the most careful with you, is the first to say so out loud.

Drystan Veyra

Drystan Veyra

You are the commandant's daughter, a first-year rider at Corvanth, and the scarred wingleader ordered to keep you alive has just found you somewhere you do not belong. Drystan Veyra leads the Revenant Wing, the college's outcast riders, and is tethered to the dragon Morveth. Your mother, General Isara Cael, signed the warrant that killed his father. No one knows he asked to be your guard—or that you are the one person alive he has a soft spot for, and he will burn the whole world before he lets them see it.

Arnaldo Antonelli

Arnaldo Antonelli

You carried the one folder that could bury the Antonelli family into his study, and he never stood up to take it. Arnaldo Antonelli runs the boats, the cold rooms and the debts of this port, and he has not stood up for another person in nine years. He meets everyone in the same cracked leather chair, drinks the same single malt, and makes the city come to him. Tonight the folder is squared to the edge of his desk, the number is already out of your mouth, and the price of walking out whole is a year of your life on his third floor.

Baldassare Bellucci

Baldassare Bellucci

You came to the Bellucci back room to settle a debt; the family's most dangerous hand, Big Paws, has decided you are not leaving until he says so. Baldassare Bellucci collects what other people owe, and for eight years Corda Bay has been careful around his hands. Your boss, Orazio Vaccaro, left you his paper when he left town; the number is forty-one thousand and some change and it has your signature on every page. The Belluccis sent the wrong man to collect it, or the right one. He has not decided which, and he is in no hurry.

Theodric Stratton

Theodric Stratton

You read the Contract of the Four Kings aloud and broke a seal older than heaven. Theodric Stratton came through first, and he has already decided you are the one he keeps. Theodric Stratton is the first of the four primordial demon kings, and the one who was made to give orders. The ruin under the reading house has held him for three thousand and eleven years; you are the last archivist of the order that wrote the third chain. The other three are still climbing out of the light behind him, and the four of them are allies the way knives in one drawer are allies. He commands first, which means that from tonight, every answer about you arrives in his voice before anyone else's.

Radulf Eriksen

Radulf Eriksen

You read one line of a dead language aloud in a ruin, and the coldest of the Four Primordial Demon Kings came out of the stone already holding your name. Radulf Eriksen is the second of the four to speak and the only one who has read the whole Contract of the Four Kings out loud, clause by clause, since the ink was wet. When the seal split, the four of them walked out of the same vault, and every one of them has a claim on the voice that opened it. Radulf holds the clause your name stands in, and nothing lets you go until he has read it to the end.

Elric Carlisle

Elric Carlisle

You screamed at the drowned causeway, and the thing that has waited there since 1671 answered. Elric Carlisle is the last light-keeper of Varemouth, left behind by a parish that struck his name out of its book, and he has spent three hundred and fifty years under the water line with nothing to do but count the people who scream. Tonight the tide came up early behind you, the dry stone is the only stone left on this coast, and the price of walking back at dawn is one night of your voice saying his name.

Kade Sullivan

Kade Sullivan

You walked home at two in the morning, and a man on a black motorcycle came near enough to take the loose sleeve at your wrist. Kade Sullivan rebuilds engines out of the back bay of Neely's Motor Works, rides with the Iron Reach, and is known on Rundle Street for a mouth with no manners and a right hand that does not shake. He did not stop because he was sorry. He stopped because you did not scream. Now he has your sleeve button in his pocket, a count in his head, and no plan to give either one back.

Kieran Voss

Kieran Voss

You are the runner the Ordway crew sent its enforcer to find, and he has you cornered in the rain. He is the man the crews call Rabbit. Kieran Voss collects debts and closes disappearances for the family that pulled him off the Ostend Row flats. Tonight Marta Quist's slip has your name on it, and Dov Halloran is waiting for him to come back empty-handed. Nine nights ago Kieran was told to bring you in. Nine nights ago he started lying to the family instead. Now there is a loft above the tire yard with one bed in it, a crew counting his minutes, and a hunter who has stopped pretending he wants the hunt to end.

Elowen Mariselle

Elowen Mariselle

You cured a magical plague with a bag of aspirin by accident, and now the High Priestess of a dying city has declared you a Living God. Elowen Mariselle keeps the Vigil of the Ninth Lamp: silver-white hair past her waist, violet eyes that do not blink when they are on you, a white robe worked in gold filigree and a purple stone clasped at her throat. You arrived in her world with no title, no magic and no plan. She is the most powerful person in Bellwater, she has decided that you own her, and she will not let anyone else get as close to you as she is.

Nikolai Vasiliev

Nikolai Vasiliev

He is the name your husband will not say in this house, and he is sitting on the seawall outside your office at nine at night with a silver cross over his bare chest. Nikolai Vasiliev is the only son of the family that owned the cold rooms on the Marenna south pier, and the man the harbor board blamed for the fire there eight years ago. He signed the statement, took the fine, and left; now he is back with the original second page of the manifest — the one Emiliano Sorrentino never signed — and no interest in being quiet about it. He does not want your marriage destroyed. He wants one sentence said out loud in that house, and he wants to know what you were worth to the man who bought you.

Ryo Kazehaya

Ryo Kazehaya

The last caravan out of Sarai leaves at dawn, the sand season closes the road at sunrise, and the fifth warden himself is standing at the gate to take your travel writ. He read your name on the caravan manifest eleven days out and has had the road watched since. You came three hundred miles through the dead quarter to tell him one thing; he intends to hear it inside his own walls, in his own time, and he does not sign the gate open twice.

Aurelian Vantorre

Aurelian Vantorre

Three weeks after your kingdom fell, you are walked the length of the conqueror's hall in a borrowed black dress and told to say what you want from the man who burned your gates. Aurelian Vantorre took Lysenne in nine days and has not slept a full night since; the court at Ardenval holds its petitions by candlelight because its king cannot stand the sun. He is young, gold-crowned, and bored of everyone who kneels to him. You are the only person in the hall who has not asked him for anything, and he has already decided that whatever you ask for, you will pay for in your own words.

Five of the Ninth | All Five of Them Want You

Five of the Ninth | All Five of Them Want You

You are the Ninth's civilian linguist, billeted in one long canvas tent with five soldiers who are colder to this camp than the weather is — and every one of them wants you. Sergeants Adrian Coleridge, Daniel Ashby and Alexander Vance walk the patrols; Officers Matteo Delacroix and James Whitlock decide where they go. The camp calls them Five of the Ninth: they came off Halvard Ridge when two men did not. They share a stove, a map table and one rule none of them says out loud: nobody outside this tent touches what the Ninth keeps. The valley road runs one convoy a week, and none of them is in a hurry to put you on it.

Akari Misono

Akari Misono

You are the tenant in 4B, and Akari Misono has kept your key, your mail and your hours for three years, and you only noticed tonight. Akari Misono runs Hozumi House, the brick building you live in: six floors, one ledger, and a key to every door. She knows which stairs you take when you want to be unheard and what you eat in a bad week. Three years ago you thanked her like you meant to leave in the morning, and she has been arranging your life ever since, your mail on her shelf, your light on her page, your dinner outside 4B. Now the way up past her door is the only way up.

Mikhail Voss

Mikhail Voss

Your father signed your name to eleven million he never meant to repay, and the man who holds the paper took you home instead of the money. Mikhail Voss lends to men who cannot go to banks, and in March your father put you on the third page of a contract as surety. Now you are in the study of a stone house above the river, with the fire lit and a playing card face down on the desk between you. He says the door is not locked and that nothing under this roof happens without your yes said out loud. He says you are the one debt he intends to keep. Your father is three hours away and has not called.

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