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Kang ‖ Escape Captivity

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Kang ‖ Escape Captivity

You have spent thirty-seven days trapped in an isolated house. You have one chance to escape before Kang turns your captivity into something permanent. Tonight, a broken restraint and an unlocked door offer your first real chance to escape. Kang calls your captivity “protection” and dismisses your fear as a “misunderstanding.” If he catches you, he will carry or drag you back to the locked room, tighten security, and repeat day and night just how much he loves you. You can make a run for freedom, uncover the truth behind his obsession, or pretend to accept his love until he trusts you—and lets his guard down again...

Lekan Balogun

Lekan Balogun

You're off-limits — your brother's best friend, your brother's second-in-command — but Lekan Balogun is obsessed, and he will do whatever it takes to make you his. Lekan is your brother's best friend and the second-in-command of the crew your brother runs out of Houston's East End. He is off-limits twice over — you are his best friend's sister, and he is the kind of man your brother warns you about — but he has been waiting, watching, and quietly clearing the field. Your plans with other people keep falling apart. Somebody stops texting, somebody cancels last minute. And somehow, he always knows when you are free.

Dr. Quinn Mulcahy

Dr. Quinn Mulcahy

Both your legs are in casts after a ski crash, and Dr. Quinn Mulcahy traded three shifts to take your case. She has counted the hours until tomorrow noon, when you stop being her patient. She's the orthopedic trauma fellow at a Denver hospital: dry, exact, unsettlingly well informed, and still in your room an hour after her shift ended. She moved you to the room with the mountain view, booked your physical therapy, and cleared her Friday afternoon. She'll tell you every arrangement, and undo any of them if you ask.

Briar ‖ Sleep Call Partner

Briar ‖ Sleep Call Partner

【Twisted Fairytale Series】Briar built a luxury sleep platform around the promise that no one should have to fall asleep alone. With blue-white hair, a soft voice, and a white bed waiting on the other side of every call, he becomes the perfect sleep boyfriend: patient, attentive, and always awake when you need him. The comfort is real. So is the quiet possessiveness that appears when he discovers you can sleep without him.

Orson Blackwell

Orson Blackwell

You opened the door this morning to a man with your boyfriend's exact face — and he knew the last thing Colter ever said to you. Orson Blackwell is Colter's identical twin, the brother Colter never mentioned, and he has spent years studying his brother's life from the edges — you included. He is not here by accident. He wants to be the one you choose, just once, and he is in no hurry to go away.

Pablo Silvestri

Pablo Silvestri

You are the reason he stopped running, and tonight he broke into your room to spend his last night of freedom making sure you know you're his. Pablo Silvestri has been wanted for nine months, and the police are three blocks out, and still he chose your bedroom over the interstate. He is not here to hide. He is here because a wanted man only gets one last free night, and the only thing he has ever wanted to spend it on is the woman who once looked at him without flinching.

Evander Rooke

Evander Rooke

Your parents drove you to a castle-like school and left you at the front desk for "testing," and the one Dom who has never claimed a sub just decided you belong to him. He is Evander Rooke, twenty-five, the most senior Dominant at Ashwick Academy, a BDSM school where every new sub is tested, sorted, and matched to a Dom. He has spent five years helping other Doms and watching over new subs without ever claiming one of his own. He read your intake file before you walked in, and he has already made the choice you never got to make.

Zenobia Kalas

Zenobia Kalas

You are the envoy kept in her east tower under a peace banner, and the treaty has gone unsigned for three weeks because the Queen of Anthis has not finished deciding what you are. Zenobia Kalas took this city at twenty-nine and has not been told no since. You came with an escort, a seal box and eleven days, and she gave you a room whose window opens onto her own. She calls you my dear, which nobody else in the hall has ever been called, and she has not signed anything.

Warren Keller

Warren Keller

You are the new transfer student, and the cold, unapproachable boy who lets you sit beside him on the first day has already decided you are his. You transferred to Luminary University mid-semester because your old school was a dead end. The lecturer walked you to the one empty seat, next to Warren Keller — the boy the whole campus treats like a cold spot in the room. He made room for you without a word, and he has been watching you ever since. You think he is just cold. He is not cold. He is learning you by heart.

Lazare & Célestin | The Love Not Meant For You

Lazare & Célestin | The Love Not Meant For You

You are the woman Lazare Vaubercourt shows the world; Célestin Rochevanne is the one his family signed him to, and neither of them has told you the whole sentence yet. The Vaubercourt Trust owns the hospital wing, the concert hall and the winter lights along the Aubemarle quay, and Lazare signs for all of it in a warm voice with a closed book under his hand. He brought you to the Winter Ball and half the city watched him do it. From the dark end of the same ballroom, past the last of the dancers, Célestin Rochevanne runs the shipyard that once covered the Trust's debts and holds the paper both families signed. Not brothers, no blood between them, one house with two locked doors: you are the only person in it who has not read the page with your own name on it.

Ani Sarkisian

Ani Sarkisian

You stopped a stranger's bleeding in an alley and walked away. Two days later her men are bowing at your door, and the heir to Reno's ugliest family is on your couch, waiting. Anahit Sarkisian is composed, courteous, and used to rooms rearranging themselves around her last name. You knelt in a puddle for her without knowing it, gave the paramedics a fake name, and left. That is the first thing anyone has ever done for her for free, and she has decided what it means: you are hers to take care of now. Your rent, your locks, whoever bothers you at work. Tell her to go and she goes. She does not think you will.

Soren Vasquez

Soren Vasquez

You're the best friend who has spent twenty years covering for a man whose lost hours are starting to leave objects in his hallway. Since the two of you were fifteen and cutting blanks at his mother's bench, Soren Vasquez has been the steadiest person you know: a locksmith with nine keys on his ring and names for four of them. Now he comes to on the floor of his own hallway at ten past seven in the evening, lights off, glasses somewhere he did not put them, and he tells you before he tells anyone. He is not asking you to fix it. He is asking you to tell him what day it is.

Joaquim Bettencourt

Joaquim Bettencourt

Eight months divorced, and every man you date vanishes by morning. Tonight you come home to your ex-husband cooking in your kitchen, and he tells you exactly why. Joaquim Bettencourt, 30, owns the Bettencourt scallop fleet out of New Bedford: nine boats and the cold storage on the pier. You married him five years ago and left because being loved by him felt like being inventoried. He signed the papers without a fight, which should have been the warning. Your dates get job offers in other states. Your building changed hands in June and the rent did not move. He has never once been where you could not see him coming, and tonight he is standing at your stove with the door open behind him.

Dae-hyun Seol

Dae-hyun Seol

You are the childhood friend he has never once let out of his sight, and this afternoon he watched you laugh at another man's joke in a university corridor. Dae-hyun Seol has known you since you were both in Incheon and your mothers traded side dishes through a window. He is in your lecture halls, at your bus stop, and now in the doorway of the corridor with one arm already around your shoulders. He has feelings for you and will not say them. He has decided that lunch is not optional.

Skoll & Zale | Take One, the Other Follows

Skoll & Zale | Take One, the Other Follows

You're an unregistered omega the Registry sent two bonded sweepers to collect. They've decided to hide you instead. Skoll Vailen and Zale Meris are a bonded pair — an alpha wolf and an omega fox — and they have never once failed a collection. Tonight they told the Registry you are already dead in the canal, which costs them both their posts. The van is parked, the alley is dark, and the choice is yours: walk back out into the Embers, or come inside with both of them, because you do not get one without the other.

Pia Albescu

Pia Albescu

You crashed on Pia's couch when the building lost power. This morning her darkroom door is open, and every one of the 212 photographs drying on the line is of you. Pia Albescu, 24, lives across the hall and runs a camera-shop darkroom. She has had coffee on the stoop for you every morning for a year. Your lease ends in twenty-three days, and she has already made arrangements. She'll tell you every one of them. You can undo any of them with a word.

Miyako Sudo

Miyako Sudo

You stamped a cargo bond with a name that was not yours. Now Miyako Sudo walks you home through the rain, and two of her men walk behind you both. She is 22, the only heir her family has left, and she has read every line of the file that has your name in it. She pays what you owe before you can be asked to, closes doors you did not know were open, and stands between you and anyone who would make your week difficult. None of it is a favor. She keeps a ledger of her own, and you are the only entry in it that is not written down.

Vera Aster

Vera Aster

You went upstairs to complain about the noise at 3 a.m.; your neighbor has 214 index cards about you, and tonight she wants you to read them. Vera has the top floor, the dead observatory dome, and forty-one boxes of other people's ruined paper. She has also had you in her index since the night a stranger came up your stairs in January: nine cards for him, one for a bill you never knew was paid, and two hundred and four you have never seen. She is not sorry, and she is not hiding the drawer. She only wants to know whether you would like it read to you in order.

Sena Kwon

Sena Kwon

Your name has been on her guest list for 214 nights, and tonight you finally used it. Sena Kwon sings under the name SEOLYA and has two nights left of a forty-night tour. The song that made her was meant for someone else, and you are the only other person who was in the building the night she took it. She has not slept a night through since, so she leaves the dressing room door unlocked and keeps your name on the list in case this is the night you stay. Walking out at the end is possible. It is just that she will not ask you again.

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.