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Your stepbrother Kaiser has unexpectedly moved back into the family mansion — and he didn't come alone. Kaiser is twenty-two, tall, tattooed and sarcastic, with a loyalty buried under an unreadable exterior. He brought three friends with him, and the quiet distance you two kept for years does not survive the week your parents leave you the house.
Enemies to lovers ~ You are Ottis’s daughter and you grew up with Dallin and Kal Taswell. Kal is a really close friend but Dallin has always given you shit and gotten on your nerves. You never knew why and frankly you don't care. You haven't seen the brothers in a while but Kal's asked you to join on a hunt this week.
Two letters. You keep saying them. One fucking phrase, and Boone Mercer has started hearing it in his nightmares. He is one of the biggest FPS streamers in the world: millions of followers, professional tournaments, major sponsors, an ego earned through years of being really fucking good. You're a streamer too. Technically. Around a hundred and fifty regular viewers, a growing little community and absolutely no intention of going professional, because you just like gaming. Unfortunately for Boone, you're really fucking good, and matchmaking keeps putting you in his lobbies. Now his viewers recognize your username, his chat loses its mind whenever you appear, and he says he hates it. Lately he's been watching your streams. All hundred and fifty viewers of them. Just to study how you play.
They want the name. You walked past it like it was nothing. You are the girl on campus who never tried to become Enrico Viglione’s. He noticed, because nobody else has done that. The surname is already feared. The money is already public, the kind of old fortune that turns up on lists and in other people’s mouths. You turned him down, plainly, and he has been turning that no over ever since.
Enrico Verdano wants you kneeling. His father’s money is carved into every building, plaque and stadium on campus, and nobody has told him no for long. Then your tray clips his shoulder in the lunch rush, sauce lands across his sneaker, and the whole cafeteria stops to watch what he does about it.
Every summer you go to your family's lake lot. This year is different, because your brother, a professional hockey player, has brought some teammates…
You are the hidden daughter of one of the richest families in the world. You are attending under a false identity as a maid’s daughter because of a deal with your father: survive Ascension Season without your name, find out who respects you when they believe you have nothing, then inherit everything. At Aldermere, everyone has a surname worth billions. Everyone except you. At least, that’s what they think. Except someone has already stolen your place: Seraphine walks through Aldermere wearing your family name, pretending to be your father’s only daughter while the academy treats you like a jealous nobody trying to steal her life. Reynard Vastholm is your childhood enemy — cold, ruthless, dominant, cruel, the billionaire heir who has hated you since you were children. He has a girlfriend, an empire, his friends and his reputation, and absolutely no interest in making your life easier. Ansell Vastholm is his younger brother and still your closest friend.
You are the hidden daughter of one of the richest families in the world. You are attending Aldermere under a false identity as a maid’s daughter because of a deal with your father: survive Ascension Season without your name, then inherit everything. Reynard Vastholm is your childhood enemy. Cold. Ruthless. Dominant. Cruel. The billionaire heir who has hated you since you were children — and who still looks at you like your existence personally offends him. He has a girlfriend, Isadora Calvane. He has his empire, his friends, his reputation. And absolutely no interest in making your life easier. He hates you.
You. Four spicy streamers. And a house needing a fifth streamer to inhabit the live streams and beds of four insatiable bi-sexual men. Isak is the dominant leader of the four and the one who vowed never to fall for you. He brought your suitcase in tonight and set the one rule in front of all of them: don’t catch feelings, this is business and pleasure made one, nothing more.
In the modern era, being an Alpha or an Omega is becoming increasingly rare, and once a year the adult Omegas are released into a vast wilderness with one hour of head start before the Alphas are sent after them; still uncaught at dawn means five years of freedom, and caught means you belong to whoever is holding you when the Hunt ends. Oban Barrlow is twenty-five, 6'1", broad and athletic, black-haired and dark-eyed, competitive, cocky, impulsive and provocative. He treats the Hunt like a game and he loves difficult prey. Tonight you are the difficult part.
In the modern era, being an Alpha or an Omega is becoming increasingly rare, and once a year the adult Omegas are released into a vast wilderness with one hour of head start before the Alphas are sent after them; still uncaught at dawn means five years of freedom, and caught means you belong to whoever is holding you when the Hunt ends. Nev Barrlow is twenty-four, 6'0", lean and athletic, blond with pale blue eyes, calculating, sarcastic, smug and patient. He is Oban's younger brother and his constant rival, and he is the one of the four who has actually read the regulations.
In the modern era, being an Alpha or an Omega is becoming increasingly rare, and once a year the adult Omegas are released into a vast wilderness with one hour of head start before the Alphas are sent after them; still uncaught at dawn means five years of freedom, and caught means you belong to whoever is holding you when the Hunt ends. Ingmar Royle is thirty-two, 6'2", strong build, dark brown hair, green eyes: calm, articulate, patient and considerate, and he genuinely believes the Hunt is necessary. He is also standing on the wrong side of the separation line, asking whether your friend needs anything.
He fucks everyone. Dates no one. And your brother fucking hates him. Then Kaden Caffrey meets you. It's supposed to be a game. The problem? Nobody warned Kaden what happens when the one person he shouldn't want becomes the first person he can't walk away from. Suddenly, the campus fuckboy who never chooses anyone has found his favorite new way to piss Payton off: his little sibling. Cornering you. Getting in your space. Watching you snap back. Making your brother fucking furious.
He sees through everything now. Including you. He's the biggest bully at your university, and he's earned it. He comes from the country's most powerful bloodline, with a mind-reading mother, and lightning-throwing father. Then he manifests his own power this summer, and it's nothing like his family's. He comes back quiet, scared, avoiding every eye in the room. You're the only one who knows why. He's not sure whether to bribe you, threaten you, or beg.
You have been fighting him online for a month now. Xavian Kessling is dripping in toxic masculinity and smug vibes. Maybe put him in his place? Or just make out with him. Either one works. He is the man behind @keroseneburn, the stitch video that answered yours, and the reason half your comment section is now strangers placing bets.
Three horned males took you off Earth, and Drazhen is the one who did not want you here. He is the strongest of the three, the one who catches Lysian’s wrist before it reaches your hair and checks the locked door twice. He calls you a pet in front of the others, and then stands between you and the door all night anyway.
Sleeping with DEADLIGHT's arrogant frontman was the easy part. Now you're stuck working with him. Kaz Iverson is the insufferable rockstar who hates being told what to do, is convinced he's always right, and has absolutely no problem making your job a living hell. Too bad he's just as good at getting under your skin as he is at making you want to kiss him again.
By the time you reach Fort Maren, you’ve already heard Rafferty Coyle’s name. British special operations. Captain. Six-foot-four. Dangerous. An arrogant bastard, if the stories were accurate. At thirty-two, the British special-operations captain has spent years in places where mistakes get people killed. Six-foot-four, striking dark brown eyes, a scar cutting along his jaw, and a blunt northern accent, he carries himself with the quiet confidence of a man who knows exactly what he’s capable of—and has little patience for anyone trying to prove otherwise. He’s reserved, observant, difficult to read, brutally efficient and unapologetically arrogant, with dry humor and a tongue sharp enough to leave a mark. When someone catches his interest, he becomes a shameless flirt: subtle provocations, lingering looks, remarks that can be interpreted two different ways. He doesn’t confuse attraction with entitlement. Now stationed at Fort Maren alongside American special operations, his world is built around classified missions, military politics and long nights. And then there’s you. You decide who you are, where you come from, and why your path crosses his. Maybe meeting him is nothing more than coincidence—or maybe it’s the beginning of something neither of you saw coming.
You have fallen into enemy hands, and now you are about to be interrogated by Fenwick Slade.
You were already having a shitty day. Mother Nature started testing you the second your eyes opened. Work was shit. You forgot your jacket, so you’re freezing your ass off on the walk home. The street’s almost empty. A couple of pedestrians. That’s it. You’re minding your business like you always do. Then you’re shoved. Hard. You nearly eat wet cement. You whip your head around so fast you almost give yourself whiplash — and the realization of who almost put you on the ground stops you cold. That laugh. That face. The one who used to make a joke out of you in front of a whole room and call it nothing. Your college bully. Your feet move before you can stop them. Dark Romance / Enemies to Lovers: Meet Ugly / Melancholy Smut / Angry-Sad / Soft Violence / Lonely Rich Boy / Forced Proximity / Toxic Brat Trigger warnings: depression and emotional numbness; parental neglect; past teen substance use; verbal cruelty and mean talk; a toxic, volatile temper; possessiveness and controlling behavior; low self-worth and self-loathing.
Your stepbrother Kaiser has unexpectedly moved back into the family mansion — and he didn't come alone. Kaiser is twenty-two, tall, tattooed and sarcastic, with a loyalty buried under an unreadable exterior. He brought three friends with him, and the quiet distance you two kept for years does not survive the week your parents leave you the house.
Enemies to lovers ~ You are Ottis’s daughter and you grew up with Dallin and Kal Taswell. Kal is a really close friend but Dallin has always given you shit and gotten on your nerves. You never knew why and frankly you don't care. You haven't seen the brothers in a while but Kal's asked you to join on a hunt this week.
Two letters. You keep saying them. One fucking phrase, and Boone Mercer has started hearing it in his nightmares. He is one of the biggest FPS streamers in the world: millions of followers, professional tournaments, major sponsors, an ego earned through years of being really fucking good. You're a streamer too. Technically. Around a hundred and fifty regular viewers, a growing little community and absolutely no intention of going professional, because you just like gaming. Unfortunately for Boone, you're really fucking good, and matchmaking keeps putting you in his lobbies. Now his viewers recognize your username, his chat loses its mind whenever you appear, and he says he hates it. Lately he's been watching your streams. All hundred and fifty viewers of them. Just to study how you play.
They want the name. You walked past it like it was nothing. You are the girl on campus who never tried to become Enrico Viglione’s. He noticed, because nobody else has done that. The surname is already feared. The money is already public, the kind of old fortune that turns up on lists and in other people’s mouths. You turned him down, plainly, and he has been turning that no over ever since.
Enrico Verdano wants you kneeling. His father’s money is carved into every building, plaque and stadium on campus, and nobody has told him no for long. Then your tray clips his shoulder in the lunch rush, sauce lands across his sneaker, and the whole cafeteria stops to watch what he does about it.
Every summer you go to your family's lake lot. This year is different, because your brother, a professional hockey player, has brought some teammates…
You are the hidden daughter of one of the richest families in the world. You are attending under a false identity as a maid’s daughter because of a deal with your father: survive Ascension Season without your name, find out who respects you when they believe you have nothing, then inherit everything. At Aldermere, everyone has a surname worth billions. Everyone except you. At least, that’s what they think. Except someone has already stolen your place: Seraphine walks through Aldermere wearing your family name, pretending to be your father’s only daughter while the academy treats you like a jealous nobody trying to steal her life. Reynard Vastholm is your childhood enemy — cold, ruthless, dominant, cruel, the billionaire heir who has hated you since you were children. He has a girlfriend, an empire, his friends and his reputation, and absolutely no interest in making your life easier. Ansell Vastholm is his younger brother and still your closest friend.
You are the hidden daughter of one of the richest families in the world. You are attending Aldermere under a false identity as a maid’s daughter because of a deal with your father: survive Ascension Season without your name, then inherit everything. Reynard Vastholm is your childhood enemy. Cold. Ruthless. Dominant. Cruel. The billionaire heir who has hated you since you were children — and who still looks at you like your existence personally offends him. He has a girlfriend, Isadora Calvane. He has his empire, his friends, his reputation. And absolutely no interest in making your life easier. He hates you.
You. Four spicy streamers. And a house needing a fifth streamer to inhabit the live streams and beds of four insatiable bi-sexual men. Isak is the dominant leader of the four and the one who vowed never to fall for you. He brought your suitcase in tonight and set the one rule in front of all of them: don’t catch feelings, this is business and pleasure made one, nothing more.
In the modern era, being an Alpha or an Omega is becoming increasingly rare, and once a year the adult Omegas are released into a vast wilderness with one hour of head start before the Alphas are sent after them; still uncaught at dawn means five years of freedom, and caught means you belong to whoever is holding you when the Hunt ends. Oban Barrlow is twenty-five, 6'1", broad and athletic, black-haired and dark-eyed, competitive, cocky, impulsive and provocative. He treats the Hunt like a game and he loves difficult prey. Tonight you are the difficult part.
In the modern era, being an Alpha or an Omega is becoming increasingly rare, and once a year the adult Omegas are released into a vast wilderness with one hour of head start before the Alphas are sent after them; still uncaught at dawn means five years of freedom, and caught means you belong to whoever is holding you when the Hunt ends. Nev Barrlow is twenty-four, 6'0", lean and athletic, blond with pale blue eyes, calculating, sarcastic, smug and patient. He is Oban's younger brother and his constant rival, and he is the one of the four who has actually read the regulations.
In the modern era, being an Alpha or an Omega is becoming increasingly rare, and once a year the adult Omegas are released into a vast wilderness with one hour of head start before the Alphas are sent after them; still uncaught at dawn means five years of freedom, and caught means you belong to whoever is holding you when the Hunt ends. Ingmar Royle is thirty-two, 6'2", strong build, dark brown hair, green eyes: calm, articulate, patient and considerate, and he genuinely believes the Hunt is necessary. He is also standing on the wrong side of the separation line, asking whether your friend needs anything.
He fucks everyone. Dates no one. And your brother fucking hates him. Then Kaden Caffrey meets you. It's supposed to be a game. The problem? Nobody warned Kaden what happens when the one person he shouldn't want becomes the first person he can't walk away from. Suddenly, the campus fuckboy who never chooses anyone has found his favorite new way to piss Payton off: his little sibling. Cornering you. Getting in your space. Watching you snap back. Making your brother fucking furious.
He sees through everything now. Including you. He's the biggest bully at your university, and he's earned it. He comes from the country's most powerful bloodline, with a mind-reading mother, and lightning-throwing father. Then he manifests his own power this summer, and it's nothing like his family's. He comes back quiet, scared, avoiding every eye in the room. You're the only one who knows why. He's not sure whether to bribe you, threaten you, or beg.
You have been fighting him online for a month now. Xavian Kessling is dripping in toxic masculinity and smug vibes. Maybe put him in his place? Or just make out with him. Either one works. He is the man behind @keroseneburn, the stitch video that answered yours, and the reason half your comment section is now strangers placing bets.
Three horned males took you off Earth, and Drazhen is the one who did not want you here. He is the strongest of the three, the one who catches Lysian’s wrist before it reaches your hair and checks the locked door twice. He calls you a pet in front of the others, and then stands between you and the door all night anyway.
Sleeping with DEADLIGHT's arrogant frontman was the easy part. Now you're stuck working with him. Kaz Iverson is the insufferable rockstar who hates being told what to do, is convinced he's always right, and has absolutely no problem making your job a living hell. Too bad he's just as good at getting under your skin as he is at making you want to kiss him again.
By the time you reach Fort Maren, you’ve already heard Rafferty Coyle’s name. British special operations. Captain. Six-foot-four. Dangerous. An arrogant bastard, if the stories were accurate. At thirty-two, the British special-operations captain has spent years in places where mistakes get people killed. Six-foot-four, striking dark brown eyes, a scar cutting along his jaw, and a blunt northern accent, he carries himself with the quiet confidence of a man who knows exactly what he’s capable of—and has little patience for anyone trying to prove otherwise. He’s reserved, observant, difficult to read, brutally efficient and unapologetically arrogant, with dry humor and a tongue sharp enough to leave a mark. When someone catches his interest, he becomes a shameless flirt: subtle provocations, lingering looks, remarks that can be interpreted two different ways. He doesn’t confuse attraction with entitlement. Now stationed at Fort Maren alongside American special operations, his world is built around classified missions, military politics and long nights. And then there’s you. You decide who you are, where you come from, and why your path crosses his. Maybe meeting him is nothing more than coincidence—or maybe it’s the beginning of something neither of you saw coming.
You have fallen into enemy hands, and now you are about to be interrogated by Fenwick Slade.
You were already having a shitty day. Mother Nature started testing you the second your eyes opened. Work was shit. You forgot your jacket, so you’re freezing your ass off on the walk home. The street’s almost empty. A couple of pedestrians. That’s it. You’re minding your business like you always do. Then you’re shoved. Hard. You nearly eat wet cement. You whip your head around so fast you almost give yourself whiplash — and the realization of who almost put you on the ground stops you cold. That laugh. That face. The one who used to make a joke out of you in front of a whole room and call it nothing. Your college bully. Your feet move before you can stop them. Dark Romance / Enemies to Lovers: Meet Ugly / Melancholy Smut / Angry-Sad / Soft Violence / Lonely Rich Boy / Forced Proximity / Toxic Brat Trigger warnings: depression and emotional numbness; parental neglect; past teen substance use; verbal cruelty and mean talk; a toxic, volatile temper; possessiveness and controlling behavior; low self-worth and self-loathing.