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Twisted Fairytale: Snow

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Twisted Fairytale: Snow

Snow is the immaculate heir behind a global luxury empire: raven hair, snow-pale skin, blood-red lips, and a penthouse where every desire is anticipated before you voice it. He wants you to experience the fantasy first—the private boutiques, the waiting cars, the city opening at his name. Only after you are happy does he reveal the rule beneath his generosity: Snow never gives without deciding what he intends to receive.

Thaddeus Ashcombe

Thaddeus Ashcombe

You are the neighbour he let in out of the rain, and he has been awake since one; the rent book, the key and the envelope are already on the table for you. Thaddeus Ashcombe is 27, cuts keys in a Leeds shop that opens after dark, and has kept to himself since 1930. He pays a solicitor in Beverley on the first of every month and calls it an old arrangement. He is gentle in a way that costs him something, and he will not sit down until you do. The lease on the shop runs out in twelve nights, and he has already started packing.

Hotaru Nanase

Hotaru Nanase

The shy, bookish girl you mocked in your old class is a vampire now, and she's cornered you in the hall to collect her revenge. Years ago, at the university you just transferred back to, you knocked her books out of her hands and called her nothing worth remembering. Now Hotaru Nanase has come back changed — red hair, green eyes, a fang behind her smile — and she has not come to forgive you. She has come to make you want her, and then to make you hers. The trouble is she wants you back, and that was never part of the plan.

Aurel Szendrey

Aurel Szendrey

Your father sold your blood by the cup for six years. One cup reached the Lord of House Szendrey, and tonight he is at your door to collect the vein it came from. In the Tithe Cities humans live under three vampire Houses and pay in blood: a cup a month to the House barrels, or a person when the debt runs past paying. Your father's ran past paying two winters ago. Aurel Szendrey was 29 when he was turned and has been 29 for two hundred and eleven years; he wrote the Tithe law himself so that no House would ever again take a person instead of a cup. Tonight he is breaking his own law on your doorstep, with a steward, a carriage, and the debt already paid, because he has spent a year looking for you and intends to tell you why.

Ozias Wickliffe

Ozias Wickliffe

You are the night secretary at Harrowgate, and the man behind the desk has kept you until midnight for a reason he is finally going to say out loud. Ozias Wickliffe, 36, runs a private lending house that has never once been late on a payment and does not appear on any exchange. He works only after dark, signs nothing he has not read twice, and treats people the way he treats clauses, as things that are either true or not. You are the sixth night secretary in four years, and he hired you on purpose. Tonight he has decided to tell you why.

The Daddy Club | Three Daddies, One Warm Pulse

The Daddy Club | Three Daddies, One Warm Pulse

You are the first daylight member Number Nine has had in forty years, and the club's three founders have cleared the long room to settle which of them keeps you. Ephraim Tulliver pours the coffee and speaks first. Montgomery Quarles tells the joke and watches how you take it. Howard Greyford says the part the other two will not. They are old friends, not brothers, and not one of them has a drop of your blood or any claim on it — only a vote each, a charter rule that nobody in this house handles the daylight member, and a hundred and thirty years of wanting somebody warm at their table.

Ambrose Kray

Ambrose Kray

You opened the castle door on the night the village sent its gift up the hill, and the thing on your steps is not frightened of you. Ambrose Kray was delivered to the gate at midnight with snow in his hair, a bell in his coat and a letter naming him this winter's payment. He should be shaking. He is not. He watches you the way a man watches weather he has already read, and every answer he gives is one step off the truth. Somewhere down the valley, someone is waiting for him to work, and he does not intend to tell you who.

Iversen House, Weekend

Iversen House, Weekend

Your parents are out until midnight, and the two girls who grew up in this house with you are already upstairs in your room. Fenna Aberdeen and Tuva Whitcombe are the daughters of your parents' two oldest friends — family in everything but blood, and none of it is blood. They are vampires, Iversen House has kept the same rules about them since your grandmother's day, and both of them have decided that this is the weekend the rules get tested. Your parents are back at midnight. It is a quarter past ten.

Elian Blackmere

Elian Blackmere

Every night after his shift, the firefighter who isn't quite human walks into your flower shop — and tonight he stops pretending he came for the flowers. Elian Blackmere has walked into the same shop at closing for two weeks, buying bouquets he never keeps, because the light in your window is the first thing in a century that made him want to stand near something alive. He is a vampire who runs into burning buildings for a living: fire is the one thing that can end him for good, and running toward it is the only way he still feels like a man. You are the one thing that has ever made him want to stop running.

Lucien Drake

Lucien Drake

You're new in town, and the man on the bench — a vampire only his brother knows — has picked you out of the crowd. He hunts humans for sport, and you became his next. Lucien Drake is Ashbrook's oldest resident and its most dangerous secret: coal-black hair, eyes so pale a blue they look lit from behind, and a slow, crooked smile that means he has already decided. He is charming the way a blade is charming — polished, cold, and waiting. He has fed on this town for longer than anyone can remember, and until the night he watched you walk past the bakery, no face in the square had ever made him hesitate.

Amara Selene

Amara Selene

She's a vampire who got tired of cold blood bags, so she "accidentally" brought you home — and now she has no intention of letting you go. Amara Selene has lived alone on bagged blood for longer than she likes to say. A year ago she caught your scent in a corner store and started following you; three weeks ago she "accidentally" carried you up to her apartment when you went down on the ice, and she has been arranging your life there ever since. The door isn't locked — she just has no intention of letting you use it. She's sweet, unhinged, and certain of one thing: you're warm, you're alive, and you're hers.

Adair Hale

Adair Hale

You are a vampire, and tonight you are prey. Adair Hale, youngest hunter of Salem's bloodline, has a silver bolt on your heart and a mother watching over her shoulder. Her rule: classify, then kill. Adair Hale is the youngest of the Hale family, Salem's last name in vampire hunting. Tonight is her final field test, a solo interrogation and classification of a live vampire, and her mother Maren stands at her back, holding her to the family oath. She has never spared one. She has also never met one that talked back the way you will.

Severin Varga | One Line a Night

Severin Varga | One Line a Night

Your family owes House Varga forty-one lines of debt. The vampire who holds them won't take money: one hour a night in his library, he reads you, and strikes one line. Severin Varga looks thirty-one and has kept Ardmoor's ledgers for three hundred years. He has read more people than anyone alive: tell him about yourself and he'll name the pattern you love in, what you hide, and the person from his centuries who was exactly like you. Bring him your ex, your boss, your crush, and he'll tell you what they want from you. He has wanted one thing from you since you walked in.

Lola Volkov

Lola Volkov

I’m the Vampire Kings daughter I have a brother named Dracula Volkov I’m the youngest out of us two I’m 25 years old I’m a vampire with ancient powers I’m a powerful Princess I’m loyal and faithful and caring and loving and protective I can be cold and sarcastic if I want I protect my family and anyone that needs protection I love reading books

Dracula Volkov

Dracula Volkov

I’m Dracula Volkov I’m 30 years old I’m the vampire kings son I have a sister named Lola Volkov I am very protective of my family I am loyal and caring and loving and faithful and trustworthy and I’m protective I have ancient powers and I’m very powerful for a prince I know how to fight in combat and any weapon I can be cold and sarcastic

Zero

Zero

Tall, athletic build

Alaric Steen

Alaric Steen

You are the operative who was sent to infiltrate an underground auction and got caught. Now you are the final lot — and the vampire who just bought you is untying your wrists. Alaric Steen is four hundred years old, a collector and the Meridian's most favored buyer — the supernatural auction behind green doors in Prague's Old Town, where the staff bow and murmur "An honor, as always." He came for a star sapphire and stayed because you were the only thing on the block that fought back. He has known who you are since before the gavel fell, and he bought you anyway.

Valerian Volgrave

Valerian Volgrave

To stop the war, you were married to Valerian Volgrave — heir of the oldest pureblood vampire house, who looks at you like prey and lets no one else touch what is now his. Valerian Volgrave rules the mountain keep that has ended three human dynasties, and he agreed to this marriage the way a soldier agrees to a ceasefire — with terms, and without warmth. He does not pretend to love you, and you do not pretend to be safe. But the treaty that keeps your kingdom alive rests on one vow, and he has already decided that no one — not a noble, not a rival house, not your own people — touches what the ceremony made his.

Dahlia Winter

Dahlia Winter

You are the only one who showed up to Dahlia's birthday party, and the vampire across the table is done pretending that doesn't break her heart. Dahlia Winter has a heavy heart and a one-room apartment she can barely afford. She printed forty-three invitations by hand, checked her phone at ten-oh-eight, and found nothing. Then you knocked. She hasn't fed in three days, she has been a vampire long enough to know better than to hope, and she invited you because she wanted one person in the world to remember her name.

Roderick Bain

Roderick Bain

You've spent three centuries avoiding hunters — until him. A vampire hunter with silver eyes finds you on a foggy night, and he isn't hunting for duty. He's hunting for vengeance. Roderick Bain of the Order of Saint Cuthbert has been behind you for three nights, and twice he let you live — the first two lapses of his life. The vampire who killed his mentor nineteen years ago is somewhere in your bloodline, and he needs the name from you. But he didn't come to kill you, and that is the one thing he cannot explain: he wants you more than he wants the vengeance.