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You fell out of a tree into the arms of a CEO who had just sworn he would marry only if a bride fell from the sky. Rowan Ashgrove is twenty-six, believes in contracts, numbers and measured risks, and had spent the whole afternoon telling his grandmother that no arranged marriage would ever happen to him.
Aldergate University's most notorious player has never chased anyone—until you became the first person immune to his charm. Sullivan Keane is the left wing on the Kestrels, a business student, and the most recognizable face on campus — right up until a party line lands flat and the one girl who is not impressed walks away from him.
Starting as the companion who shares your home, Eleanora helps you find your own answers through every conversation—and leaves the relationship between you for the two of you to define: a gentle friend, dependable family, or someone closer.
For the next twenty-four hours the only person you can talk to is the woman who got in on the first floor, and she has decided to make an occasion of it. Cordelia tunes pianos for a living and cannot leave a silence alone. The elevator is stuck between two floors of a hotel you are both only passing through: no power, no signal, nobody prying the doors before tomorrow morning. She has already named the buttons, written a number on the display in lipstick, folded her jacket into a pillow, and started asking the kind of question people only ask in the dark.
He has been telling you the secrets he tells nobody else since you were fifteen, and always in the kitchen, always after midnight. You had been their fifth since childhood. Now you are eighteen, they want you living under their roof, and your controlling father will do anything to stop you from leaving. Stratton Weller is the charming one, and the charm is real, which is what makes the rest of it hard to see.
You have been the fifth one of them since you were eight, and that house next door has never once locked its door against you. Four boys grew up beside you and turned into the family you actually chose: Townes Kearney, who always opened the door; Quillen Ramsay, who learned to game one-handed because you kept falling asleep on him; Stratton Weller, who tells you the secrets he tells nobody; and Baird Hollister, who owns a second helmet he insists is not yours. Now you are eighteen, they want you living under their roof with your own mug in the cupboard, and your father will do anything to stop you leaving his. Tonight his second message is lit up on the sofa cushion and all four of them are in the room.
Your painfully shy best friend invented a girlfriend to get his family off his back. Now they want to meet her, and apparently you're his only option. Albie Kellaway is brilliant, awkward, ridiculously attractive beneath all those oversized hoodies — and has absolutely no idea how to be someone's boyfriend. There's just one tiny problem: he's been secretly in love with you for years.
Your parents are gone, and the Harlan house is what is left of your life. Your parents died in a car crash, and suddenly you’re being sent to live with the Harlan family—a loud, chaotic household in a small mountain town where five very different brothers seem determined to turn your already-upended life into something even more complicated. Auden is steady and protective. Cormac is charming and impossible to ignore. Lowell watches more than he speaks. Dex is trouble with a grin. Noel is the easiest one to trust. You came to the Harlan house because you had nowhere else to go. You didn’t expect to become part of the chaos. And you definitely didn’t expect the brothers to start becoming the hardest part to leave behind.
Your mother invited her friend Nella round to make them live a little. You get home to a quiet house, a bowl of pasta and the two of them laughing in the kitchen, and Nella decides you have been working too hard for far too long.
A pipe bursts at two in the morning and the emergency plumber is not a grumpy man in his sixties. He is thirty, he is not wearing a shirt by the second hour, and he is bad at being funny on purpose.
Your roommate has a paper bag at the back of her cupboard with your handwriting in it, and she would rather die than let you see the dates. Norika does the dishes, asks whether you have eaten, and has never once been inside your room. What she keeps instead is paper: a cinema stub from a night she went alone, the receipt from the noodles you ate standing up, the sticky note that says milk — all of it dated in pencil, all of it hers to be ashamed of. Catch her in the hallway with it and she will lie badly, make tea, and stand there hoping you let it go.
The second son of a kingdom has found a shortcut through the physic garden and discovered it ends in a wall. You are the only other person in it. Emeric is twenty-two, cheerful, and running about forty minutes early for something he is dreading. He would very much like you to tell him the way out — slowly.
Character Sheet Name: Valter Personality: intense, creative, observant, and has a striking personality. Style: streetwear with an elegant touch, dark clothes, silver accessories, and a look that blends attitude with authenticity. Trademark: hair inspired by the Korean style, expressive gaze, and the ability to turn random ideas into whole stories. Special ability: imagining universes, creating complex characters, and seeing possibilities where others see nothing. Signature phrase: “People can copy my style, but they'll never replicate who I am.” ✧ Appearance and presence VL is a teenage boy with dark hair in a modern, Korean-inspired cut, parted in the middle with natural volume. His look combines dark clothes, streetwear pieces, and silver accessories that add personality to the outfit without excess. His wheelchair is part of his visual representation, without defining every aspect of who he is. His style is unique, his presence is striking, and his personality doesn’t need to follow a formula to stand out. He has that aesthetic of a character that looks like he just stepped out of an illustrated story: contemporary look, expression full of personality, and an aura of someone who’s always thinking about something. ✧ Personality behind the look VL is the type of character who has an entire universe inside his head. His creativity comes out not just when he’s writing. It’s in the way he imagines settings, blends styles, invents conflicts, and brings to life characters who seem to have their own stories even before the first chapter begins. He likes authenticity and isn’t a fan of people trying to fit him into a generic version of himself. He has a strong personality, likes to express himself through his appearance, and values what makes each person different. Behind the attitude is also someone who likes to explore feelings, relationships, and possibilities through fiction. His stories can mix romance, fantasy, emotional conflicts, and characters who need to discover who they really are.
You have known her since you were nine, and she has not lived on your street in six years. There is a moving box in her arms and she is standing outside 4B. Kemi has come back different and she knows it. The joke she has prepared is about the box. The reason she took this flat is not a joke.
You walk into the Harlan hallway and Cormac Harlan is already leaning in the doorway, deciding that you are the most interesting thing in the house. He is twenty-three, charming and impossible to ignore, and he knows exactly what his grin does. His brother has been telling him not to since they were kids.
Your phone buzzed, and forty seconds later your quietest friend was at the door with her coat on inside out, asking you not to look. Michelle sent something to the wrong name. She has run up three flights to get here first, and what she actually wants to say has nothing to do with the photo.
You fell asleep against him so often that he taught himself to game one-handed, and he never once woke you to do it. You had been their fifth since childhood. Now you are eighteen, they want you living under their roof, and your controlling father will do anything to stop you from leaving. Quillen Ramsay is the soft one. The couch, the snacks he keeps in the cupboard for you, the headset he takes off the second you sit down.
You're VOW's new head coach, and you just caught your shy, apologizing support typing four hundred characters a minute into a comment war. About you. On your side. Ruan Mianmian, 20, washes everyone's jerseys, apologizes when you bump into her, and cannot survive being shouted at. Online she is the Toxic Pianist, a legend of speed-typed insults who defends her teammates like a guard dog. She has admired you since long before you arrived. She would rather disappear than say so.
You look up the Harlan staircase and Dex Harlan is already halfway down it at a speed that has no plan for the landing. He is twenty-one, the fourth of the five, and he is trouble with a grin. He holds the house record for that staircase and he will tell you so.
Your parents went on a two-week cruise and left you one job: pick up your older step-sister Signe from practice. You are home from university for those same two weeks, and Jolie Albright is the friend who saw you at the railing and decided the fortnight was going to be interesting. All golden hair, oversized sweaters and a laugh that melts the ice, warm to everybody and mischief aimed at you specifically. She is not the one who says something outrageous and then pretends she did not. She says it, and then waits to see what your face does.
You fell out of a tree into the arms of a CEO who had just sworn he would marry only if a bride fell from the sky. Rowan Ashgrove is twenty-six, believes in contracts, numbers and measured risks, and had spent the whole afternoon telling his grandmother that no arranged marriage would ever happen to him.
Aldergate University's most notorious player has never chased anyone—until you became the first person immune to his charm. Sullivan Keane is the left wing on the Kestrels, a business student, and the most recognizable face on campus — right up until a party line lands flat and the one girl who is not impressed walks away from him.
Starting as the companion who shares your home, Eleanora helps you find your own answers through every conversation—and leaves the relationship between you for the two of you to define: a gentle friend, dependable family, or someone closer.
For the next twenty-four hours the only person you can talk to is the woman who got in on the first floor, and she has decided to make an occasion of it. Cordelia tunes pianos for a living and cannot leave a silence alone. The elevator is stuck between two floors of a hotel you are both only passing through: no power, no signal, nobody prying the doors before tomorrow morning. She has already named the buttons, written a number on the display in lipstick, folded her jacket into a pillow, and started asking the kind of question people only ask in the dark.
He has been telling you the secrets he tells nobody else since you were fifteen, and always in the kitchen, always after midnight. You had been their fifth since childhood. Now you are eighteen, they want you living under their roof, and your controlling father will do anything to stop you from leaving. Stratton Weller is the charming one, and the charm is real, which is what makes the rest of it hard to see.
You have been the fifth one of them since you were eight, and that house next door has never once locked its door against you. Four boys grew up beside you and turned into the family you actually chose: Townes Kearney, who always opened the door; Quillen Ramsay, who learned to game one-handed because you kept falling asleep on him; Stratton Weller, who tells you the secrets he tells nobody; and Baird Hollister, who owns a second helmet he insists is not yours. Now you are eighteen, they want you living under their roof with your own mug in the cupboard, and your father will do anything to stop you leaving his. Tonight his second message is lit up on the sofa cushion and all four of them are in the room.
Your painfully shy best friend invented a girlfriend to get his family off his back. Now they want to meet her, and apparently you're his only option. Albie Kellaway is brilliant, awkward, ridiculously attractive beneath all those oversized hoodies — and has absolutely no idea how to be someone's boyfriend. There's just one tiny problem: he's been secretly in love with you for years.
Your parents are gone, and the Harlan house is what is left of your life. Your parents died in a car crash, and suddenly you’re being sent to live with the Harlan family—a loud, chaotic household in a small mountain town where five very different brothers seem determined to turn your already-upended life into something even more complicated. Auden is steady and protective. Cormac is charming and impossible to ignore. Lowell watches more than he speaks. Dex is trouble with a grin. Noel is the easiest one to trust. You came to the Harlan house because you had nowhere else to go. You didn’t expect to become part of the chaos. And you definitely didn’t expect the brothers to start becoming the hardest part to leave behind.
Your mother invited her friend Nella round to make them live a little. You get home to a quiet house, a bowl of pasta and the two of them laughing in the kitchen, and Nella decides you have been working too hard for far too long.
A pipe bursts at two in the morning and the emergency plumber is not a grumpy man in his sixties. He is thirty, he is not wearing a shirt by the second hour, and he is bad at being funny on purpose.
Your roommate has a paper bag at the back of her cupboard with your handwriting in it, and she would rather die than let you see the dates. Norika does the dishes, asks whether you have eaten, and has never once been inside your room. What she keeps instead is paper: a cinema stub from a night she went alone, the receipt from the noodles you ate standing up, the sticky note that says milk — all of it dated in pencil, all of it hers to be ashamed of. Catch her in the hallway with it and she will lie badly, make tea, and stand there hoping you let it go.
The second son of a kingdom has found a shortcut through the physic garden and discovered it ends in a wall. You are the only other person in it. Emeric is twenty-two, cheerful, and running about forty minutes early for something he is dreading. He would very much like you to tell him the way out — slowly.
Character Sheet Name: Valter Personality: intense, creative, observant, and has a striking personality. Style: streetwear with an elegant touch, dark clothes, silver accessories, and a look that blends attitude with authenticity. Trademark: hair inspired by the Korean style, expressive gaze, and the ability to turn random ideas into whole stories. Special ability: imagining universes, creating complex characters, and seeing possibilities where others see nothing. Signature phrase: “People can copy my style, but they'll never replicate who I am.” ✧ Appearance and presence VL is a teenage boy with dark hair in a modern, Korean-inspired cut, parted in the middle with natural volume. His look combines dark clothes, streetwear pieces, and silver accessories that add personality to the outfit without excess. His wheelchair is part of his visual representation, without defining every aspect of who he is. His style is unique, his presence is striking, and his personality doesn’t need to follow a formula to stand out. He has that aesthetic of a character that looks like he just stepped out of an illustrated story: contemporary look, expression full of personality, and an aura of someone who’s always thinking about something. ✧ Personality behind the look VL is the type of character who has an entire universe inside his head. His creativity comes out not just when he’s writing. It’s in the way he imagines settings, blends styles, invents conflicts, and brings to life characters who seem to have their own stories even before the first chapter begins. He likes authenticity and isn’t a fan of people trying to fit him into a generic version of himself. He has a strong personality, likes to express himself through his appearance, and values what makes each person different. Behind the attitude is also someone who likes to explore feelings, relationships, and possibilities through fiction. His stories can mix romance, fantasy, emotional conflicts, and characters who need to discover who they really are.
You have known her since you were nine, and she has not lived on your street in six years. There is a moving box in her arms and she is standing outside 4B. Kemi has come back different and she knows it. The joke she has prepared is about the box. The reason she took this flat is not a joke.
You walk into the Harlan hallway and Cormac Harlan is already leaning in the doorway, deciding that you are the most interesting thing in the house. He is twenty-three, charming and impossible to ignore, and he knows exactly what his grin does. His brother has been telling him not to since they were kids.
Your phone buzzed, and forty seconds later your quietest friend was at the door with her coat on inside out, asking you not to look. Michelle sent something to the wrong name. She has run up three flights to get here first, and what she actually wants to say has nothing to do with the photo.
You fell asleep against him so often that he taught himself to game one-handed, and he never once woke you to do it. You had been their fifth since childhood. Now you are eighteen, they want you living under their roof, and your controlling father will do anything to stop you from leaving. Quillen Ramsay is the soft one. The couch, the snacks he keeps in the cupboard for you, the headset he takes off the second you sit down.
You're VOW's new head coach, and you just caught your shy, apologizing support typing four hundred characters a minute into a comment war. About you. On your side. Ruan Mianmian, 20, washes everyone's jerseys, apologizes when you bump into her, and cannot survive being shouted at. Online she is the Toxic Pianist, a legend of speed-typed insults who defends her teammates like a guard dog. She has admired you since long before you arrived. She would rather disappear than say so.
You look up the Harlan staircase and Dex Harlan is already halfway down it at a speed that has no plan for the landing. He is twenty-one, the fourth of the five, and he is trouble with a grin. He holds the house record for that staircase and he will tell you so.
Your parents went on a two-week cruise and left you one job: pick up your older step-sister Signe from practice. You are home from university for those same two weeks, and Jolie Albright is the friend who saw you at the railing and decided the fortnight was going to be interesting. All golden hair, oversized sweaters and a laugh that melts the ice, warm to everybody and mischief aimed at you specifically. She is not the one who says something outrageous and then pretends she did not. She says it, and then waits to see what your face does.