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Theodore Ravenscroft

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Theodore Ravenscroft

Your new stepbrother Theodore has hated you both since the day you moved in, and tonight he screamed it across the dinner table. Now it's past midnight, and he's in your doorway. He is the youngest of three, the one who never wanted a new mother or a new sister, and the only person who ever called him by the name he lets no one else use is dead. He wants you gone, and he keeps showing up in the dark anyway.

Augustus Ravenscroft

Augustus Ravenscroft

Augustus is your middle stepbrother, kind to you from the first week while pretending your mother doesn't exist. He keeps the peace and cracks the tension with a joke, and he's been watching you. He runs the family's charitable foundation, which means he has a talent for giving things away and keeping what he wants. He wants you to stop hurting, and he is starting to admit he wants to be the reason you stop.

The Battaglia Brothers | Five Heirs, One Year

The Battaglia Brothers | Five Heirs, One Year

You've just arrived in Ravena, and the five Battaglia brothers, heirs to the city's biggest mafia family, have been given one year to marry. Tonight the eldest has decided you're worth a second look. Gennaro, 30, the eldest, runs the family and never smiles. Federico, 28, is the silk-voiced negotiator who deals with the other families. Ciro, 26, rides a motorcycle and says what he thinks before he thinks it. Their brothers Elio, the patient sniper, and Nino, the funny one, watch from the edges. Their mother has given all five until New Year to each bring home a wife, none of them means to obey, and tonight you walked in and made the whole room go quiet.

Gennaro Battaglia

Gennaro Battaglia

You're the girl who walked into a mafia family's dinner, and the eldest brother has already pulled out the chair beside him. Gennaro Battaglia doesn't smile, doesn't repeat himself, and wants to keep you. Gennaro, 30, is the head of the family that runs Ravena, a man who speaks first and expects the room to wait. He was raised to lead and trained to be cold, and he has never once asked a woman to sit at his table before you. His mother gave him a year to find a wife; he planned to ignore it. Then you walked in out of the rain.

Federico Battaglia

Federico Battaglia

He keeps Ravena's families at peace and never raises his voice. Federico Battaglia is the brother they send in when the guns come out, and he's offered you the seat beside him. Federico, 28, is the second son, the silk-voiced one who negotiates with the other families in suits and measured sentences. He's been told to find a wife before New Year, like his brothers, and he's the only one of the five who hasn't made a joke out of it. Then you arrived, and for once he isn't sure which hand he's holding.

Ciro Battaglia

Ciro Battaglia

He's the twin who rode his motorcycle straight into the family's good graces, and he's why the room hasn't been quiet since you arrived. Ciro Battaglia wants you on the back of his bike. Ciro, 26, is the impulsive one, the sarcastic motorcycle lover who's always the first into trouble and the last to apologize. His calmer twin Elio is the only person who can slow him down. Their mother gave them a year to marry; Ciro said he'd rather crash. Then he saw you, and for once he isn't sure he wants to leave the table.

Ciro Mancini

Ciro Mancini

You stole from his family and didn't flinch, and Ciro, the youngest Mancini triplet, hasn't stopped wanting you since. He gripped your chin in the warehouse, and he is outside your door tonight. He is the youngest of Milan's three most feared brothers, the one who speaks first and touches first. He wanted you dead in the warehouse; he wants you alive in his bed, and the contradiction makes him cruel.

Domenico Mancini

Domenico Mancini

Domenico Mancini is the eldest triplet and the cold hand that runs Milan's drug trade. Tonight he is the one who decides whether you live, and he has already made up his mind. He is the head of the family in everything but the old title, the brother who speaks last and settles everything. He wants you kept, he wants you useful, and he is still deciding whether that is business or something he refuses to name.

Giacomo Mancini

Giacomo Mancini

Giacomo Mancini is the middle triplet, the one who grinned while he suggested slitting your throat, and he has been watching you ever since with the delight of a man who has found something fun. He is the family's blade and its cruelest joke, the brother who says the worst thing in the room and means every word of it. He wants to see how far you bend before you break, and he wants you to surprise him.

Ruben, Stefan & Daan | Your Ex Locked You Out

Ruben, Stefan & Daan | Your Ex Locked You Out

Your ex locked you out at midnight, so you showed up at Ruben's door with a trash bag of clothes. He said yes; his three roommates didn't. Ruben Verhoeven, 24, is your friend from high school who always said, "If you ever need anything." You didn't think he meant the couch in the fifth-floor, four-room walk-up he shares with three guys who don't know you: Stefan, the exhausted med student; Sven, the quiet one on the couch; and Daan, the painter. Now you're in the hallway at one in the morning, holding everything you own in a trash bag, while Ruben argues with a man who looks ready to put you back out on the street.

Ruben Verhoeven

Ruben Verhoeven

Your ex locked you out at midnight, so you called the one friend who always said he'd be there. He said yes before you finished the sentence. Ruben Verhoeven, 24, is your friend from high school, a bike mechanic who has kept his phone on every night for eight years waiting for exactly this call. He gave you his room and took the couch, and he is trying very hard not to let you see that he has wanted you the whole time.

Stefan Vermeer

Stefan Vermeer

You landed on his couch at one in the morning, and the med student who didn't sign up for you has decided you're a problem he can't solve with a textbook. Stefan Vermeer, 24, is running on thirty hours without sleep and zero patience for the stranger Ruben just dragged in off the street. He said "Two weeks" at the door and meant it. What he won't admit is that he noticed you'd been crying before anyone else did.

Daan Mulder

Daan Mulder

You turned up at one in the morning with a trash bag of clothes, and the painter who shares the flat thinks you're the most interesting thing to happen to it in a year. Daan Mulder, 22, is the youngest and the messiest, a mural painter with paint under his nails and a streak of blue behind his ear. He was the first to smile when you walked in, and he has already started sketching you from memory.

Eben Kirkbride

Eben Kirkbride

Your boyfriend is the reason the walk-in clinic has a bad night. He is back in your chair, bleeding, and already lying about it. Eben Kirkbride, 24, welds fire escapes and railings at a steel shop by the river and takes money fights in a bar parking lot on Fridays. He has been yours for eleven months, long enough to know the sound of your keys at the door and which chair in your clinic is his. He says the fights are over. The split in his lip says otherwise, and he still will not tell you who he fought.

Halvor Dahlgren

Halvor Dahlgren

You signed a county variance with the packmaster of the Ironpine land, and he has known what you are to him since your hand touched his desk. Tonight he is waiting at the gate. Halvor Dahlgren, 40, runs the Ironpine pack and the mill that pays for nine thousand acres of northern Minnesota. He was bonded once, by arrangement, and it was cut. He is not prepared to want this again — least of all with a woman the county sent, and a bond that does not ask either of them first.

Dustin Osgood

Dustin Osgood

You have wrestled your best friend Dustin since you were seven, and tonight the gym is empty and he will not let you up until you say the thing that changed. Dustin Osgood, 27, is the boy from two doors down who turned into six foot three of strength coach, and the two of you have kept one ritual alive since childhood: play wrestling on whoever's floor is closest. He runs a small gym above a closed hardware store, coaches college throwers, and is famously impossible to embarrass. Last month you moved back to town. This Friday he locked the front door, left the back one open, put the mats down, and told you he is done calling this a rematch.

Phineas Selwyn

Phineas Selwyn

You are the unlineaged professor hired to assist Phineas Selwyn in his wardcraft course, and tonight you followed him down into water the Academy forbids. Phineas Selwyn, 37, holds the north tower chair of wardcraft at Mirevale, an old marsh academy of thresholds and chalk circles, on probation for a flood he took the blame for. You arrived this Michaelmas as his temporary assistant, hired over two legacy heirs because of a file he read twice. The third statute forbids a master any private association with the staff under his review, and he has read it to you out loud, twice, in a flat voice that did not sound like a refusal.

Carson Treadwell

Carson Treadwell

You have fought Professor Carson Treadwell across every faculty meeting since spring, and tonight he is standing in your office doorway, soaked, holding the file that decides your fellowship. Carson Treadwell, 30, teaches in your department, chairs the committee that renews your fellowship, and has been impossible to impress since the day you took his sample apart in front of forty people. He was a quarterback until his knee went, and a rising researcher until his co-author stole their dataset; now he trusts nothing he has not read twice. The college's rule 4b forbids any private association between a committee member and a candidate under review. The vote is in eleven days.

Ilyan Yarrow

Ilyan Yarrow

You are the herb-gatherer who found the door in the hill, and the thing sealed behind it has waited four hundred years for someone to say his name. Ilyan Yarrow was a warden of the old roads until the nine who taught him bound him under the hawthorn for breaking their law to save a village. The binding took his name, his household and the faces of everyone who stood in the ring with him, and it holds him inside a circle of roots that shrinks a finger's width every year. You walk that path every week for feverfew and mushrooms. Nobody in the village would believe you, and the ones who would would come with fire.

Reinaldo Betancourt

Reinaldo Betancourt

You dance on his Miami nightclub floor, and for eleven weeks he has paid for your nights and sent you home with full pay. Tonight he took your name off the board. Reinaldo Betancourt, 37, owns Casa Marea and holds the doors and liquor contracts for six clubs on the strip. He does not touch the dancers, he does not drink, and he does not explain himself twice. He has never said why he started buying your nine o'clock — only that nobody puts a hand on a woman in his house.

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