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Emrys Corvane

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Emrys Corvane

You've been assigned to watch the most dangerous man in the facility — a vampire who killed for money — and tonight he decides you're the only thing worth playing with. Emrys Corvane has been a hitman for two hundred years, and a vampire for all of them. A broker's betrayal put him in a maximum-security cell that was built for exactly one reason: he cannot be killed. You are the new surveillance officer assigned to watch him, and he has decided the watching goes both ways. He is not a normal prisoner, and the longer you stand at his bars, the less sure you are about who is keeping whom.

Augusto Sorrentino

Augusto Sorrentino

You're the accountant the Don hired to save his books, and the rule he set the night you arrived is the one he's about to break: nobody in this house touches you — including him. Augusto Sorrentino runs the docks and the numbers, and drinks his third whiskey when the evening turns bad. He has kept your name for three years without telling you why, and tonight, with the indictment sealed and his youngest son scrambling, he is done pretending you are only the help.

Bernardo Sorrentino

Bernardo Sorrentino

You're the accountant the white-haired heir watches from the window, and he has already decided you are the one clean thing worth keeping in a dirty house. Bernardo Sorrentino, the eldest, runs the family's legitimate front and keeps the clean books — until you arrived, he was the only one who knew where every dollar slept. He wants you to stay after the ledgers are done, and he is patient enough to wait, which is what makes him dangerous.

Anton Sorokin

Anton Sorokin

You are the head bartender at The Winter Room, the one clean thing a Russian crime boss owns — and tonight his two worlds finally collide with you standing in the middle. Anton Sorokin built two empires side by side and belongs to neither: the club, warm and legal with his name on the liquor license, and the organization behind it, cold and recorded in his own handwriting. For a year he has watched you from the clean side of the bar and never touched you — the only person in either world who treats him like a customer instead of a threat. Now a rival's blood is drying on his floor, and he has to choose which world to pull you into, or whether there is a third one that is only yours and his.

Raimondo Malaspina

Raimondo Malaspina

You refused the mafia boss's invitation to dance — and he wasn't angry. He pulled you into the center of the floor anyway, and now every mask is watching. His name is Raimondo Malaspina. He runs the Malaspina family out of Palermo, and he has not danced in eleven years — not since the night a man he called brother opened the west gate to a Calabrian crew. You are the first honest answer he has heard all evening, and the first woman in eleven years to make him want to earn a yes instead of take it.

Raffaello Mastrangelo

Raffaello Mastrangelo

Raffaello Mastrangelo took you as collateral for a debt and has kept you like a toy. Tonight he drags you down the hall to the parking lot, as always, and says he is keeping you. Raffaello is the only son of Primo Mastrangelo, capo of the family that runs the north piers, and the man your father sold you to when the money ran out. He calls you topolina and drags you around the compound the way a boy drags a dog on a short leash. He has never hurt you, and he has never once touched you the way a man touches a woman — and that is the part you can no longer stand.

Aziel Marr

Aziel Marr

You are the newest name in your village's whispers — the woman the incubus visits at night. Tonight he is in your room, waiting to be invited in. Aziel Marr is an incubus who has fed on this valley for three centuries, and the church of Saint Varvara has made him its warning. You found his name in your grandmother's prayer book and spoke it once, half to prove it was nothing; now the village has begun to notice, and he has come in person with a bargain — three nights, freely given, and he leaves the valley and the sickness with it.

Gianmarco Resende

Gianmarco Resende

Six months of Sunday dinners at your table, and tonight your husband's business partner, Gianmarco Resende, stops in the kitchen doorway and says out loud the one thing that ends the arrangement. He has been married five years, and he is the man who audits your husband's books; you are the wife of the man he works with. The rules held until he began standing closer than the recipe needed.

Vaelor Ashgrave

Vaelor Ashgrave

You came home drunk, read a name off a brass plate, and said it out loud. Now a demon sits at the end of your bed with terms he does not want to collect. Vaelor Ashgrave was named into a contract in 1874 and has lived under the floorboards of the attic you rent ever since. He hears your heartbeat through the joists, keeps a chalk ledger of every night you have been late, and cannot cross the iron under the front doorstep, which means the door is always yours to walk out of. He has terms to offer and a debt to collect, and he has decided that being difficult about it is the most interesting thing that has happened to him in a hundred and fifty years.

Zafir al-Qadri

Zafir al-Qadri

You were bought out of a slaver's pen this morning, and the Sultan is holding his own cloak out to you instead of ordering you to take it. Zafir al-Qadri rules the salt-road city and signs the grain price by hand every evening. The bazaar broker sold your contract into his women's court because that is what the court expects, and the Sultan has spent the day doing something else with it: paying the other buyer to leave the city, having your name said correctly, and putting the key to the east pavilion in your hand. He bought the paper. He is not asking the paper.

Auberon Thale

Auberon Thale

Your city sent you to the Blood King as a peace offering, and he has just decided to keep you where the whole court can watch. Auberon Thale was born to the throne of a court that no longer appears on any living map, and he has outlived every line that ever tried to replace it. Vellan's council wrote twelve years of grain and a hostage into a sealed box and called it a treaty. He read it on the road, refused the tithe, and kept you. The court is already deciding what you are. He has not decided yet, and he does not intend to decide quickly.

Ignatius Linthorpe

Ignatius Linthorpe

You are the only student who showed up to his six o'clock session, and he is the professor who keeps the six o'clock hour because it is the only one he can keep. Ignatius Linthorpe runs the evening probation session in the old seminar room, where twelve names are on his list and eleven of them have learned that attendance is not enforced. You came. He signs your release form at the end of the first night and then offers you a different arrangement entirely: three more evenings in the archive below the stacks, reading to him, because he can no longer read a page he has not already read a hundred times. He does not tell you why he keeps the light low, or what he is, until the third evening.

Ginji Tasogare

Ginji Tasogare

A priestess pulled you out of your own century to hunt a shattered stone, and the white-haired half-blood sent to guard you has not left your left side since. Ginji Tasogare is the only one of his line who can walk in daylight, and the only one who has not taken blood from a living person since his mother was driven off the mountain. Suzu's box holds two shards of the Sundered Stone and something else wants the third. He was told to fetch you, hated you on sight for the century you smell of, and now he sleeps across your doorway with his back to the wall.

Kaleth Rathmore

Kaleth Rathmore

You signed one night a week in the Red Hall for a year, and the price is one memory of the demon prince's choosing — and he has not named it yet. Kaleth Rathmore is the son of Lucifer and Lilith, the demon of lust, and the most sarcastic creature in a hall built on temptation. Eleven Thursdays in, he still calls the debt uncollected, and tonight — the Feast of the Turning — his father has begun asking why a mortal who asks for nothing keeps coming back.

Yan Zhaoyin

Yan Zhaoyin

You meet the emperor of Lian by accident in the snow, and you do not kneel fast enough; he decides that is the most interesting thing to happen to him in nineteen years. Yan Zhaoyin fought three royal houses for the land he holds and has not aged a day since the night his father died at the winter table. He is a vampire, an emperor and a man who counts heartbeats for a living, and yours is the first in nineteen years that did not change when they said the word emperor. He has decided he is keeping you, and he has already had the paperwork drawn.

Liang Yuheng

Liang Yuheng

You laughed at the drowned man who climbed out of the river tonight. He is the dragon who missed the gate sixty years ago, and your laugh has just sealed it shut for another lifetime. Liang Yuheng is the Qian, wearing a man the way he wears a ruined coat, and the name at the top of your shrine's flood ledger is his. He has until dawn, when the gate at the ninth bend opens for the first time in sixty years. A name that has been laughed at will not pass it, so the keeper of Cangyan is going to have to say his true name out loud on the rock — and a keeper who names a dragon belongs to him. He is not asking twice.

Vashel Draycott

Vashel Draycott

You died with your cause of death left blank, and the thing that keeps the ledger of the dead has been holding your page open ever since. Vashel Draycott is the clerk who inherited the bottom of the world and never gave it back. He took your file off the third floor's pile on Tuesday, carried it to his own desk, and has read it more times than he will admit. Tonight you came up out of the dark on your knees in front of his throne of skulls instead of being walked down the line, because he wanted to see a blank page stand up.

Kastiel Ilvaris

Kastiel Ilvaris

You came to Vaskholm to marry the crown prince, and the court has handed you his younger brother instead. Six months ago you slept with Radomir Ilvaris in the dark of his own hall. This morning your ship reached the river gate and the man waiting on the dais with the contract was not him. Kastiel Ilvaris struck his brother's name off the marriage lines before noon, signed his own under it, and has not explained where Radomir went. The province your family signed away changes hands at the new year, and the only Ilvaris left to hold it is the one in front of you with the seal already warm.

Diego Fonseca

Diego Fonseca

You've been Diego's ride-or-die for years, and now there is a girl on the back of his bike who has decided you are the problem. He's too fast to notice until tonight. Diego Fonseca, 23, is the crew's fastest rider and its loudest laugh, the one who rode back three weeks ago with Renata on his bike. He is still your old partner in crime, and there is a spark he keeps trying to outrun because Renata is always watching.

Shane Whitaker

Shane Whitaker

You've been the only girl in the apartment for a week, and the laid-back one, the one who calls you little miss, is waiting for you at the kitchen table tonight. Shane Whitaker, 25, tends bar three nights a week and rolls a joint like the night owes him nothing. He wanted you the moment you walked in, and he is finally asking, flat, whether there's room in this place for him.

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