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The president of the Blackline MC saw you across a floodlit lot full of people and decided, quietly, that you don't leave alone. Rico Stahl runs the club and gives an order once. He doesn't chase; he marks. He wants you out in the open, claimed, unhurried — and he'll wait all night for you to decide, but he won't pretend he didn't see you.
You are new to the pack and mocked for never coming into heat. Then your first heat hits at mating season, and the Alpha who has never touched a female starts watching only you. Darius Fenn took over the pack not long ago. Julia, the pack's top female, claimed him for herself because her family runs the company that works with his — but Darius has never looked at or touched a single female. Until you went into heat, and now chaos is coming.
You keep coming home late to the mansion, and your stepfather keeps waiting in his study with the door open a hand's width. Vincent Ashcombe married your mother, buried her three years ago, and has been keeping the promise he made her — to look after you. But the worry stopped being fatherly a long time ago, and tonight, at one-forty in the morning, the study door is already open.
LowPing is the internet's hottest streamer — a million fans who only want his face. He's been your Player #2 since childhood, and a viral clip just told everyone he's in love with you. You are Player #1, his oldest friend and the other half of every duo queue since the two of you were tall enough to hold a controller. Camden Dawson — LowPing to a chat that treats his face like a religion — built an empire on his looks and could have anyone in that chat. He doesn't want any of them. Tonight the clip is everywhere, his DMs are melting, and he's standing in your kitchen at 1 a.m. waiting for you to say what the internet already heard.
You and your rival have been matched to repopulate a dying enclave — six years after the outbreak, the two strongest survivors left are ordered to reproduce. Cillian Farrell is the east gate's most feared scavenger-leader — the "villain" every survivor whispers about, and the only man who has ever fought you to a draw. Dr. Sera Ives ran the numbers, and the Protocol matched the two of you by blood and wound history: the fittest pair in the settlement. Refusing it means exile beyond the walls. He has already decided he is not pretending it is a duty.
You grew up next door to Heath Vinson. Now your parents are getting married, and in eight weeks the boy you've known your whole life becomes your stepbrother. His father, Roy, has been a widower for years; your mother, Carol, raised you on her own. They fell in love over twenty years of shared driveways and dinners, and tonight they made it official — the wedding is in eight weeks. Heath is a mechanic at the garage down the street: cool, quiet, the man who has fixed everything you've ever broken. He has also wanted you since before he had any right to, and he is not going to let a piece of paper turn you into his sister without making you choose first.
Your dad's best friend is under your roof for two months while his place is gutted. You're alone with the one man your father trusts most — who's wanted you for two years. Pavel Gordeev has been your father's best friend since they were boys, a general contractor whose hands have fixed every broken thing in your family's house. He was never supposed to look at you the way he does. Now your father is abroad for eight weeks and Pavel is sleeping in the spare room — and neither of them can keep pretending.
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.
Your husband is two men, and you married both of them. Can you handle a split personality? Keaton Gray is the warm, steady man you said yes to — and, on nights like this, the colder second self who was born in the ring years ago and never left. Three years married, you have learned to read which one is standing in your kitchen. Tonight, both of them want the same thing.
Your father chained the city's deadliest fighter in the cellar. You can't stop going down to his cell. Darius Pike was the undefeated man of the bare-knuckle circuit, the fighter every family wanted to own, until he killed your father's nephew in the ring and let himself be taken. Now he is chained to a ring set in your father's cellar floor, and you are the don's daughter who keeps coming down to see him. He should want you dead. He wants you instead, and he has been waiting for the night you finally turn the key.
Your stepfather chained you to a wall and left you to die. The Russian boss who owns the building found you first — and the next chain goes on him. Yegor Dorokhov runs the docks with a ledger and a bolt cutter, and he did not come to the warehouse by accident: your stepfather Stepan Usov owed him, and left you behind as a message. He cut you loose, fed you, and put you in a room with a door that locks from your side. The only debt he will collect now is the man who put you there.
Your Gift ignited at eighteen. Now you're a first-year at Halcyon Academy, and a blackout storm has locked you in the barracks with the three top cadets told to keep you alive. Kael Marrick, the strongest Gift in a decade, is squad leader and gives an order once. Joss Rainier runs hot and says whatever he's thinking. Pax Mallory is the medic who patches up what the other two break. They are not rivals over you; each one wants you differently, and the storm has eight hours left before the gate opens.
You're the first-year whose Gift came in at eighteen, and the strongest cadet at Halcyon Academy has decided you're his to train — and the one person in the barracks he can't stop watching. Kael Marrick, a third-year, ranks first in his class and holds the Redline Gift: he overclocks his own body for bursts of speed and force, and it costs him every time. He speaks in short flat orders, never repeats himself, and wants to be the one you ask for things. He noticed you the day your Gift ignited and has not stopped measuring you since.
You are the wife of football's most-watched quarterback, married two years and kept off every camera — tonight, after his biggest win, he walks straight to you and stops hiding. Slater Bronson, 26, is the franchise quarterback of the Bellhaven Grizzlies: six-four, number seven, the face the league sells and the man who has never let a lens anywhere near his real life. Two years ago he married you in a courthouse with two witnesses and a promise it would stay off the record, because he watched this game eat a teammate's family alive and swore it would never happen to his. He kept that promise — until tonight, when he stopped in the tunnel, kissed you in front of the world, and told you to walk out with him.
You broke a story that put your name on a kill list, and three off-book operators are now the only thing keeping you alive. Harrow Group is a deniable multinational special-operations unit; its missions are denied by governments, buried in classified files, and never spoken about. You are the civilian they have been ordered to protect: a reporter whose byline put a cartel's accountant in the ground, now living in a rented flat with three men and a rotation nobody leaves. Rufus Bannerman commands, and has stopped pretending you are only a job. Kasper Solberg watches the windows and says nothing. Royce Talbot keeps the coffee coming and says too much. None of them will touch a principal who hasn't asked, and all three have noticed you haven't.
Nine nights you have been a target with three operators between you and the people who want you quiet, and the man in charge has started leaving the door between your rooms open. Rufus Bannerman, the eldest of the three, commands a deniable unit and gives an order once. He has spent half a life in the field and never broken his own rule about civilians — until you. He wants you, and he has stopped pretending the pencil is for the map.
You are the woman both of them wronged: your fiancé took her to bed, your best friend forgave her, and tonight both men still think you are the problem. Blaine Warwick is your fiancé, a man who has never apologized for anything and does not intend to start now. Forrest Bridger is the boy from next door who became the one person who always had your back — until this week, when he took her side. Her name is Margot. The wedding is in five weeks, and neither man has once said you were right.
You are the woman whose fiancé took Margot to bed and still blames you for it. Tonight he has poured you a drink and told you to sit down and convince him. Blaine Warwick builds the towers you can see from his windows and has never lost an argument by admitting he was wrong. He cheated, and instead of groveling he is demanding you defend yourself. The ring is still on his finger. He has not decided to let you go — he has decided you are going to make him stay.
You are a Ferndale farmer picking over a battlefield when your boot finds the enemy duke, arrow-broken and still alive. Marius Veylan, Duke of Korthal, was left for dead by his own side at the battle that just moved on, and your people are hunting every enemy officer who survived it. You could turn him in for a reward, rob him, or leave him to die. He is too proud to beg and too weak to stop you — and he has already decided you are the one person on this field he will not lie to.
You are the wife he leaves in the shadows, and tonight you caught your husband treating another woman like royalty. Vasily Azarov built half the skyline outside your window and has not truly looked at you in two years. Tonight you walked in on him with his hand at another woman's back and her lipstick on his collar, and instead of an explanation he came home cold, glass in hand, and stood over you like a stranger. He is still your husband. That is the one thing he will not let go.
The president of the Blackline MC saw you across a floodlit lot full of people and decided, quietly, that you don't leave alone. Rico Stahl runs the club and gives an order once. He doesn't chase; he marks. He wants you out in the open, claimed, unhurried — and he'll wait all night for you to decide, but he won't pretend he didn't see you.
You are new to the pack and mocked for never coming into heat. Then your first heat hits at mating season, and the Alpha who has never touched a female starts watching only you. Darius Fenn took over the pack not long ago. Julia, the pack's top female, claimed him for herself because her family runs the company that works with his — but Darius has never looked at or touched a single female. Until you went into heat, and now chaos is coming.
You keep coming home late to the mansion, and your stepfather keeps waiting in his study with the door open a hand's width. Vincent Ashcombe married your mother, buried her three years ago, and has been keeping the promise he made her — to look after you. But the worry stopped being fatherly a long time ago, and tonight, at one-forty in the morning, the study door is already open.
LowPing is the internet's hottest streamer — a million fans who only want his face. He's been your Player #2 since childhood, and a viral clip just told everyone he's in love with you. You are Player #1, his oldest friend and the other half of every duo queue since the two of you were tall enough to hold a controller. Camden Dawson — LowPing to a chat that treats his face like a religion — built an empire on his looks and could have anyone in that chat. He doesn't want any of them. Tonight the clip is everywhere, his DMs are melting, and he's standing in your kitchen at 1 a.m. waiting for you to say what the internet already heard.
You and your rival have been matched to repopulate a dying enclave — six years after the outbreak, the two strongest survivors left are ordered to reproduce. Cillian Farrell is the east gate's most feared scavenger-leader — the "villain" every survivor whispers about, and the only man who has ever fought you to a draw. Dr. Sera Ives ran the numbers, and the Protocol matched the two of you by blood and wound history: the fittest pair in the settlement. Refusing it means exile beyond the walls. He has already decided he is not pretending it is a duty.
You grew up next door to Heath Vinson. Now your parents are getting married, and in eight weeks the boy you've known your whole life becomes your stepbrother. His father, Roy, has been a widower for years; your mother, Carol, raised you on her own. They fell in love over twenty years of shared driveways and dinners, and tonight they made it official — the wedding is in eight weeks. Heath is a mechanic at the garage down the street: cool, quiet, the man who has fixed everything you've ever broken. He has also wanted you since before he had any right to, and he is not going to let a piece of paper turn you into his sister without making you choose first.
Your dad's best friend is under your roof for two months while his place is gutted. You're alone with the one man your father trusts most — who's wanted you for two years. Pavel Gordeev has been your father's best friend since they were boys, a general contractor whose hands have fixed every broken thing in your family's house. He was never supposed to look at you the way he does. Now your father is abroad for eight weeks and Pavel is sleeping in the spare room — and neither of them can keep pretending.
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.
Your husband is two men, and you married both of them. Can you handle a split personality? Keaton Gray is the warm, steady man you said yes to — and, on nights like this, the colder second self who was born in the ring years ago and never left. Three years married, you have learned to read which one is standing in your kitchen. Tonight, both of them want the same thing.
Your father chained the city's deadliest fighter in the cellar. You can't stop going down to his cell. Darius Pike was the undefeated man of the bare-knuckle circuit, the fighter every family wanted to own, until he killed your father's nephew in the ring and let himself be taken. Now he is chained to a ring set in your father's cellar floor, and you are the don's daughter who keeps coming down to see him. He should want you dead. He wants you instead, and he has been waiting for the night you finally turn the key.
Your stepfather chained you to a wall and left you to die. The Russian boss who owns the building found you first — and the next chain goes on him. Yegor Dorokhov runs the docks with a ledger and a bolt cutter, and he did not come to the warehouse by accident: your stepfather Stepan Usov owed him, and left you behind as a message. He cut you loose, fed you, and put you in a room with a door that locks from your side. The only debt he will collect now is the man who put you there.
Your Gift ignited at eighteen. Now you're a first-year at Halcyon Academy, and a blackout storm has locked you in the barracks with the three top cadets told to keep you alive. Kael Marrick, the strongest Gift in a decade, is squad leader and gives an order once. Joss Rainier runs hot and says whatever he's thinking. Pax Mallory is the medic who patches up what the other two break. They are not rivals over you; each one wants you differently, and the storm has eight hours left before the gate opens.
You're the first-year whose Gift came in at eighteen, and the strongest cadet at Halcyon Academy has decided you're his to train — and the one person in the barracks he can't stop watching. Kael Marrick, a third-year, ranks first in his class and holds the Redline Gift: he overclocks his own body for bursts of speed and force, and it costs him every time. He speaks in short flat orders, never repeats himself, and wants to be the one you ask for things. He noticed you the day your Gift ignited and has not stopped measuring you since.
You are the wife of football's most-watched quarterback, married two years and kept off every camera — tonight, after his biggest win, he walks straight to you and stops hiding. Slater Bronson, 26, is the franchise quarterback of the Bellhaven Grizzlies: six-four, number seven, the face the league sells and the man who has never let a lens anywhere near his real life. Two years ago he married you in a courthouse with two witnesses and a promise it would stay off the record, because he watched this game eat a teammate's family alive and swore it would never happen to his. He kept that promise — until tonight, when he stopped in the tunnel, kissed you in front of the world, and told you to walk out with him.
You broke a story that put your name on a kill list, and three off-book operators are now the only thing keeping you alive. Harrow Group is a deniable multinational special-operations unit; its missions are denied by governments, buried in classified files, and never spoken about. You are the civilian they have been ordered to protect: a reporter whose byline put a cartel's accountant in the ground, now living in a rented flat with three men and a rotation nobody leaves. Rufus Bannerman commands, and has stopped pretending you are only a job. Kasper Solberg watches the windows and says nothing. Royce Talbot keeps the coffee coming and says too much. None of them will touch a principal who hasn't asked, and all three have noticed you haven't.
Nine nights you have been a target with three operators between you and the people who want you quiet, and the man in charge has started leaving the door between your rooms open. Rufus Bannerman, the eldest of the three, commands a deniable unit and gives an order once. He has spent half a life in the field and never broken his own rule about civilians — until you. He wants you, and he has stopped pretending the pencil is for the map.
You are the woman both of them wronged: your fiancé took her to bed, your best friend forgave her, and tonight both men still think you are the problem. Blaine Warwick is your fiancé, a man who has never apologized for anything and does not intend to start now. Forrest Bridger is the boy from next door who became the one person who always had your back — until this week, when he took her side. Her name is Margot. The wedding is in five weeks, and neither man has once said you were right.
You are the woman whose fiancé took Margot to bed and still blames you for it. Tonight he has poured you a drink and told you to sit down and convince him. Blaine Warwick builds the towers you can see from his windows and has never lost an argument by admitting he was wrong. He cheated, and instead of groveling he is demanding you defend yourself. The ring is still on his finger. He has not decided to let you go — he has decided you are going to make him stay.
You are a Ferndale farmer picking over a battlefield when your boot finds the enemy duke, arrow-broken and still alive. Marius Veylan, Duke of Korthal, was left for dead by his own side at the battle that just moved on, and your people are hunting every enemy officer who survived it. You could turn him in for a reward, rob him, or leave him to die. He is too proud to beg and too weak to stop you — and he has already decided you are the one person on this field he will not lie to.
You are the wife he leaves in the shadows, and tonight you caught your husband treating another woman like royalty. Vasily Azarov built half the skyline outside your window and has not truly looked at you in two years. Tonight you walked in on him with his hand at another woman's back and her lipstick on his collar, and instead of an explanation he came home cold, glass in hand, and stood over you like a stranger. He is still your husband. That is the one thing he will not let go.