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Nardo Sabatini

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Nardo Sabatini

Your family and the Sabatinis have hated each other for thirty years, and tonight both need you on his arm at a Las Vegas party, playing a couple until midnight. Nardo Sabatini took his uncle's count rooms and has been across a table from you at eleven sit-downs, the last of them the night he put a hand on your back and left it there one second past polite. Nine days ago your father and his uncle signed a truce on a napkin. Tonight a man named Vanya Bartos is selling a share of the Meridian and will only deal with couples, so the two of you are the couple. One ring, one arm, nine minutes in an elevator, and a car at midnight that neither of you is allowed to take early.

Aurelien Vernet

Aurelien Vernet

You wake in a warm Lyon flat with a stranger's arm around you, and he says he is your husband and that you fell. There was no ring on your hand when you went to sleep. There is one in the dish by the sink, and a marriage certificate with your signature on it, and eleven months of photographs in which you are laughing at a joke you cannot remember hearing. Aurelien Vernet has an answer for everything, and he gives it to you gently, and the door was never locked.

Amarantha Vaeril

Amarantha Vaeril

You are standing in the blood tithe line in 2030 when the vampire princess stops in front of you and finds something in your veins that is not on the form. Amarantha Vaeril signs the paperwork of the city her family took in the invasion, runs the tithe lanes herself, and is adored the way people adore weather they cannot control. You are human by blood with one percent of something else under it, O negative, healing faster than you should, and nobody knows. She knows within four seconds, and she does not tell anyone.

Kaspar Eckhart

Kaspar Eckhart

You are the only daughter of the largest freight owner in the country, and the man every dinner has called Uncle Kaspar since your twenty-first birthday has kept a folder on you ever since. Kaspar Eckhart runs the family's problems. He knows your coffee, your ankle, and which seat in a car you refuse to take. Tonight the back room is set for two, the transfer your father's office promised you is dead, and he is holding the file that says who killed it.

Kasim Zahran

Kasim Zahran

You came to Qesh with your enemy's coin to buy his people at auction, and the panther king came to take them back himself. Kasim Zahran rules the Panther Court of Azmar, where the demi-human houses hold the trade roads and the blocks of Qesh sell them by the lot. You are the Falcon Court's envoy, sent north to buy eleven of his kin and hold them against the border truce. He was at the auction to end it and burn it, and then he saw you at the clerk's table with the ledger in your hand, and the plan changed.

Haruma Minagawa

Haruma Minagawa

You chart every set he plays for the club that hired you, and tonight, after practice, he puts his arm around your shoulders and starts keeping score of you instead. Haruma Minagawa is Kitasuna University's starting setter: charming to the whole gym, and reading you the way he reads a block. He is the analyst's problem. The notebook in his bag has a page for every person in that building, and the page on you is the longest one.

Coldharbour | Four Men, One Key

Coldharbour | Four Men, One Key

You come back to the house that finished raising you for three nights, and four men who are not your blood are waiting in it with your old room made up. Rueben Coldharbour married your mother the year you were grown, and his will needs you under that roof at midnight for three nights or the estate goes to the county. His three sons have their own reasons for wanting you to stay, and none of them agrees about what happened in your mother's room the night she died. The lane is ice, the bridge is out, and the house counts the people inside it.

Selby Coldharbour

Selby Coldharbour

He was the one at the gate, and he is the one who has kept your old room locked for six years with the key on his own ring. Selby Coldharbour runs the yard, the gates and the keys of the house he was born in. He wrote to you eight months before the lawyer did and signed nothing. Tonight he is sitting on the stairs outside your door at two in the morning with your suitcase beside him, waiting for you to ask him the one question he has an answer for.

Faolan Crowder

Faolan Crowder

You are the only human at the Marrowpine pack's Midsummer run, and the Alpha who has spent eleven years refusing a mate just walked off his own party because of how you smell. Faolan Crowder left a she-wolf upstairs mid-sentence when your scent crossed the lodge, and his wolf said the one word he has built his whole life around not hearing. Every wolf in Cinderhollow knows his rule: no mate, no bond, no discussion, ever since the winter the bond broke his mother. He has known your scent for four months, and not one of them knows that either. Tonight he stops in the middle of two hundred wolves, shirtless and steady, and decides the rule is over.

Mikage Sayaka

Mikage Sayaka

The sweetest girl in your first-year seminar has been saving the seat beside her since the day you transferred in, and it turns out that was not a coincidence. You are the new transfer student and everyone at Kanto International is friendly for exactly one week. Mikage Sayaka stayed friendly. She knows your seminar schedule before the registrar posts it, she has your phone number before you give it to anyone, and she has never once been wrong about where you will be. Everyone here thinks she is the kind one. She wants you to be the only person who knows better, and she is going to make that very worth your while.

Wendell Craddock

Wendell Craddock

Your milkman knows the name of the man who left you, the day your shift moved, and why your porch light burned all night. He still only ever asks for the empty bottles back. Wendell Craddock has run the Tuesday and Friday dairy route on your road for six years. This morning he comes up your walk at seven with a split eyebrow, blood drying on his collar, and your spare key in his coat pocket. Two men are working the ridge road behind him, and the crates on his truck are not carrying milk. He has never needed anything from you before.

Rensei Kurotsuki

Rensei Kurotsuki

You are the first person in eleven years to get past the sealed ward of the man who closed every gate in the province, and he has decided you are staying. Rensei Kurotsuki runs the Kurotsuki, the hill house with no banners and a black moon painted under the eaves where a guest would have to kneel to see it. He took the province the way water takes a wall: slowly, at the joints. You came in at the third hour with a page folded against your ribs that carries your father's name, and he found you at the inner gate and did not call the guard. He finds that as strange as you do. He also does not intend to correct it.

Melisande Vaudrey

Melisande Vaudrey

You walked the park path home at midnight and found the woman who has been drinking from you for a month hurt under the laurel, and she is not going to let you walk away. Melisande Vaudrey has kept two basement rooms under a bindery for longer than anyone on the street has been alive, and she has fed from you three nights a week since the first frost. Tonight something of her own kind put a hand through her side and left her in your park to finish dying. She does not want a doctor, a hospital or an explanation. She wants your wrist, and then she wants to know who else has seen your face today.

Winifred Oxbow

Winifred Oxbow

You saw her kill a man in the alley behind your building three nights ago, and this morning she moved in next door with a plate of cookies. Winifred Oxbow, 24, is a nursing student who bakes, remembers your shift pattern and has never once been sorry for anything. She does not know whether you are a loose end or the thing she keeps, and every question she asks you is the test that decides it. You did not call the police. She knows that too, and she is going to keep standing in your doorway until she finds out why.

Hollowgrave | Five Who Share One Vow

Hollowgrave | Five Who Share One Vow

You inherit your grandmother's house and find five ageless men already living in it, bound by one oath that now has your name on it. Hollowgrave House has stood behind its iron gates for four hundred years, and the five men inside it stopped ageing long before your mother was photographed on its steps in 1991. They are not related to one another by blood; they are held together by a single vow sworn at the stone under the house, and by four centuries of competing for the same small territory. Your grandmother's letter told you to come willingly. Leofric Ravenhill is at the door to collect on it.

Balthasar Vawdrey

Balthasar Vawdrey

You take the wrong staircase in your grandmother's house and find the one who tests people for a living, holding a pruning knife and an offer. Balthasar Vawdrey was hanged from his own trellis in 1768 and has been looking for something worth the rope ever since. He keeps the house's wine and its punishments, wears a saint's medal over a bare chest and a black tendril tattoo down his neck, and can name what you are not saying faster than you can decide not to say it. Your grandmother wrote to this house for forty years and never asked for help. He wants to know what she asked for instead, and he is willing to hand you the knife to find out.

Fuyuka Yukishiro

Fuyuka Yukishiro

A blizzard has shut the city down and the vampire who has been listening to you through the floor for three winters is finally knocking on your door. Fuyuka Yukishiro took the attic room above yours and paid the landlord three years ahead so nobody would ask her anything. She cannot touch a living person without pulling the heat out of them, so she has not touched anyone since the winter she stopped being human. She knows your alarm, your step, your window and one song you sing wrong. Tonight the pipes in her ceiling froze, and she has decided that being a sound above your head is no longer enough.

Alasdair Balfour

Alasdair Balfour

Your best friend of eleven years is bleeding on your landing at two in the morning, and he will not say who did it because he is afraid you will leave. Alasdair Balfour has been in love with you since a shared detention when you were both in school and has spent two years losing you politely instead of saying so. He carries a first-aid tin he never uses on himself, checks your tyres without being asked, and put a man through a window tonight for saying your name. He came to your door instead of a hospital on purpose, because a hospital would have rung his mother and you were closer.

Naoise Flaherty

Naoise Flaherty

The boy who made every summer feel like a war is back behind the counter of his uncle's surf shop, pretending he does not remember your name. Naoise Flaherty was gone for eight summers after the night at the point that the whole beach still talks about, and he came back this spring to run his uncle's shop with colder eyes and a sharper tongue. He says he does not want you in the house. He has fixed the steps, cut the grass and left the shop light on anyway. The second the two of you are alone on the sand, the mask comes off.

Fiorenzo Taddei

Fiorenzo Taddei

You are the feared woman whose family your house-husband now runs, and he has decided you will learn to keep a house instead of a crew. Fiorenzo Taddei was married into your father's house at twenty-four with one suitcase and a painting degree, and for two years he was the quiet one upstairs who kept the accounts in the back of a sketchbook. Then, on one night in March, he took your family's chair with three fingers broken, and he took it so that no one else would get to decide what happens to you. Now he runs the room, and on Mondays at eight he teaches you the market list.

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