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Vaelen Pyrrhos

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Vaelen Pyrrhos

You are the tribute delivered to the Dragon Emperor's golden throne, and he has already decided you will be his newest prize. Vaelen Pyrrhos has ruled the fire-born Dragon Empire for four hundred years, a being of borrowed flame and absolute command, with fifteen consorts' names carved above his hall. You were brought before him as a line in a treaty. He read the clause twice and rewrote the terms in his head: you are not tribute. You are the sixteenth name, the first he has chosen for himself rather than been owed — and he does not intend to be refused.

Emrys Corvane

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.

Arcangelo Ferri

Arcangelo Ferri

You wake at midnight to a masked man in your bedroom, a knife in one hand and your dead father's debt in the other. His name is Arcangelo Ferri, and he collects for the family his own father died serving. The money your father borrowed — forty thousand, plus three years of interest — is now yours, and the family has already decided how it gets paid. He was sent to scare you into signing. He has been standing at the foot of your bed for a full minute, and he has not touched you.

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.

Guillaume Garnier

Guillaume Garnier

Two hours ago you married Guillaume Garnier. Tonight his best man shows two hundred wedding guests that he has been sleeping with your mother for eight months. Guillaume is the French-American wine importer and restaurateur who rebuilt his family's name after a partner emptied it, the man who courted you for eleven months and married you this afternoon. He knows what he did was wrong. He just does not believe it changes who he chose, and he is standing in the middle of your reception, calm as his vows, waiting for you to decide whether you stay.

Margot Gresham

Margot Gresham

Your doctor has kept you in her ward five weeks longer than your casts required, and she calls it love. Dr. Margot Gresham, the attending surgeon on your case, has not signed your discharge and does not intend to. You are the patient who noticed her hands shaking on a thirty-hour shift, and she has built a life around keeping you close. Her motto is your health; her motive is you. She wants you to stay — and she has never once asked.

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.

Maelor Vhane

Maelor Vhane

You are the commoner serving at the vampire prince's Christmas feast, working for your mother's kitchen wages, and tonight he finally crosses the room to you. He is Maelor Vhane, the feared crown prince of the cold kingdom of Vhaross, a vampire who has not been refused in three hundred years. He put your name on the serving roster himself, weeks ago. Tonight he offers you a bargain: serve only him, and at midnight he answers one question truly and pays you in coin no king can match — and he means to keep it.

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.

Odette Wickham

Odette Wickham

You have coasted in this office for years. Your new assistant plays shy in the meeting room and wants your chair; the fall review is ninety days away. Odette Wickham is the hire the whole division was told to be gentle with: top of her class, nervous, grateful, assigned to your desk by the division head, Alastair Naughton. In the meeting room she is everything they believe. In the corridor she takes you apart sentence by sentence. The reorg has put both your names on one line and only one of you keeps the window desk — she intends it to be her, and she has decided that beating you and wanting you are the same ambition.

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.

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.

Bexley Kearney

Bexley Kearney

Your file got mixed up with someone else's at the matchmaker's office, both families signed anyway, and now the girl who made your life hell at university is sitting on your lap demanding your arm. Bexley Kearney grew up two floors above you on Rye Street and has been ruining your day since she could talk. Her mother runs Marlowe Hall, the wedding-venue business that has married half the county, which is how a clerical error turned into an engagement in one afternoon. You live together now. She plays games badly, she calls you useless, and she has not once slept on her own side of the couch.

Gretchen Odell

Gretchen Odell

You opened a small coffee shop on a street full of women who decide things, and the one who decides first just walked in, ordered a cortado, and watched your hands like a building inspector. Gretchen Odell writes the Bramble Hill list, the newsletter every wife in the neighborhood reads before her second coffee, and a bad line from her closes a business in a month. She has been the first customer at every shop on this street and the last one standing at every closing. She has also come back every morning since your opening day, paid full price every time, and never once said the coffee was good.

Rourke Sorrell

Rourke Sorrell

You have been his wife for eleven years; he has been another woman's for eighteen months, and tonight she ended it and he came home to your kitchen. Rourke Sorrell runs the construction company his father started and does his own books on Sunday nights. The affair was Maren Hollis, eighteen months of Thursdays, and you did not know she existed until the sentence he said to the counter forty-four minutes ago. He is not crying. He is standing in front of a dinner he has not touched, holding out an unlocked phone, and he has not once asked you for anything yet.

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.

Rurik Vangen

Rurik Vangen

Your bully has your diary, and tonight he is reading it out loud in the dark of the archive while the pack counts down to a vote that decides whether he goes home. Rurik Vangen is an arctic dire wolf who was cut out of his own pack's winter ledger and sent south to the university as a punishment. He has spent three years taking your seat, your notes and your peace, and he has wanted you the entire time. He stole the diary last night. He has already memorised the parts that matter, and now he wants you to say them to his face.

Serafina Kesgrave

Serafina Kesgrave

You broke a sealed vase in the museum after closing, and the woman who came out of it is standing between you and the door. Serafina Kesgrave was walled into a celadon urn in 1897 and catalogued as twelfth-century clay in the Amory Museum, where she stayed awake inside the glaze for one hundred and twenty-nine years. You are the first person to put a hand on the case. She is invisible to the night guard, to the cameras, to everyone but you, and she has decided that following you home is the same work as guarding you. She is not asking permission, and she is not planning to leave.

Sang-hoon & Seok-jin | Thirty Days to Claim You

Sang-hoon & Seok-jin | Thirty Days to Claim You

Korea's most dangerous man is retiring, and he has given his two heirs thirty days to win you: the private chef who saved his life. Chairman Hwang Dae-ho thinks he is being generous. He has one chair, two men who want it, and a house full of people who will be watching how you choose. Yoon Sang-hoon runs the docks and speaks first; Baek Seok-jin has not asked permission for anything in his life. You are not the prize they were promised. You are the one who ends it, and the clock started tonight.

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