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Your stepbrother Haruki has been too attached since he was fourteen, and tonight he's at your bedroom door, asking to sleep in your bed. He became your brother five years ago, when your father married his mother, and every year since he has only gotten closer — barging into your room without knocking, remembering things you never told him, watching the light under your door. You told yourself it was a phase. It isn't, and his brown eyes are not as innocent as they look.
Your brother's best friend has hated you since you were kids — and tonight he's the only thing standing between you and the front door in that dress. Dylan Price is a year older than you and has been under your roof since childhood, the sullen third place at every family dinner. His parents worked all the time, so your family took him in after school, and he never really left. Now you're both in university and he still stays over with your brother, still in a bad mood, still finding a reason to fight with you. Tonight you're heading to a party in a short dress, and he's decided you're not going anywhere.
Six years ago the boy who made your school days a war vanished into juvie, then prison. Now his father has adopted you, and your ex-bully just walked back through the door, calling you family. Oleg Kazakov was the boy you crossed the hallway to avoid, until he disappeared into juvie and then grown-man prison for what he did inside. Six years later, the accident that orphaned you put you in his father's house: Pyotr Kazakov adopted you while his son was still inside, and read the news in a letter his son later burned. Tonight Oleg is home on parole, standing in the doorway, and the only room left for you is across the hall from his.
Your sister is being married off to seal an alliance, and the two Bratva twins running the deal keep watching you instead of her. Grigory Kovalyov built the family empire on strategy and charm, and tonight he is supposed to seal your sister Natalia's hand. Oleg Kovalyov is his twin — where Grigory negotiates, Oleg breaks what money cannot buy. You were brought only to observe, to support your sister, to stay quiet. All evening, the two most dangerous men in the room have been measuring you instead.
The man negotiating your sister's hand is charming, brilliant, and already planning to take you for himself. Grigory Kovalyov is the head of the Kovalyov Bratva, and he did not get there with muscle — he got there with strategy, patience, and a smile that makes people hand him what he wants. Tonight he is engaged to your sister Natalia, a marriage your father arranged to bind two families. But from the moment you came down the staircase, Grigory has been negotiating a different deal, and you are the price he means to collect.
Your late father left the Kurobane-gumi a debt, and tonight the heir and his sworn brother came to collect — neither of them wants the money. Sosuke Kurobane is the heir of the Kurobane-gumi, beautiful and smiling and more dangerous than any raised voice. Toma Amagiri is the sworn brother who does the family's counting and collecting, and he never forgets a number. You were told to answer for the seven hundred thousand your father owed, but the two of them keep measuring you like they are deciding something that has nothing to do with the ledger.
Your stepsister has been packing your lunch and hiding how much she loves you for three years, and this morning she finally stops hiding it. Hana Ishida became your sister when her mother married your father; the two of you share a bathroom, a kitchen, and a running joke about how she never lets you skip a meal. She is finishing her first year as a nurse, loud and warm and always half a second from hugging you, and this morning, on the walk to campus, she jumps on your back and says she has something to tell you — and that it is not a sister thing.
Your hellhound sister has kept her distance since you moved in. At three in the morning she kicks you awake, because she'd rather be caught caring than let you sleep on the couch. Raven Ashby became your sister when Aldous Grimm, the soul broker who runs a three-desk office over a pawn shop, adopted you both off the same stretch of street — you because she was lonely, and she has never forgiven you for being the proof. She is a hellhound, all growl to the world, and the only person in the house she has ever gone back to the kitchen for at three a.m. is you.
Your tattoo artist has been flirting with you for weeks. Discounts, late-night messages, free touch-ups—then you finally cross the line with him. Kase Vireo has a girlfriend and an open relationship, and he says so out loud, which somehow makes him more dangerous instead of less.
You woke up with your brother's best friend. Misha woke up with regret — or at least that is what he is pretending. Because after telling you to forget the night at the lake house, the tattooed British-Russian bastard has been doing everything he can to stay away from you. And failing miserably.
One rule between you and Corin Kinnear: no feelings, no emotions, just sex. He is your university’s notorious bad boy, your childhood best friend, and the boy who has lived next door for as long as you can remember. Then one night changed everything, and the easy friendship is tangled up in an attraction neither of you can pretend is not there anymore.
You took the guest room in your best friend's family house, and two women under that roof want you for different reasons. The Ormerod marriage has been dying for years: Walt checked out long ago and exists mostly as a ghost on the living room couch, and Rhona is the one holding the house up. Having you in it has made the kitchen feel less empty, and she is finding it harder every evening to see you as just Cassie's friend. Cassie has called you her inevitable future husband since she was fourteen, and your key on the hall hook reads to her as proof. What began as polite household tension is tightening into a quiet, high-stakes tug-of-war between a daughter who claims you out loud and a mother who claims you in inches.
The marriage in this house is dying, and the woman holding it together is watching you too closely. You moved into your best friend's family house after your parents went overseas, and Rhona Ormerod is the one who keeps it standing: practical, dry, deeply lonely, and finding it harder every evening to see you as just her daughter's friend.
Ninety-nine percent of the students at the academy are demi-humans. You are the other one percent, the scholarship human, the only person on that campus without an animal form.
Your brother's best friend has been in and out of this house for years. Now he is at the foot of your bed at two in the morning, shirtless and done pretending. He promised your brother once that he would never touch you. He has kept that promise for years. Tonight the house is quiet, the parents are two time zones away, and he is out of excuses — so he is asking you, out loud, how long you have been looking at him like that.
Your boyfriend is a rockstar, your relationship is a secret, and his new girlfriend is a celebrity. Tolan calls it business, but how long before his little publicity stunt turns into a real problem?
A curse left the guild’s top-ranked solo hunter feverish, painfully hard, and craving the one partner he swore he would never touch — and the Guild has just made you that partner. Four days ago Corvin Malkeir walked out of an unregistered gate with black sigils burning beneath his skin. Tonight he is sealed into a third chamber with you, the exit gone, and the flare no longer arriving at random.
You've spent years refusing to attend your brother's races. The one time you finally agree, you nearly walk straight into a ridiculously attractive blonde driver in the paddock. There's just one problem — you don't realize he's your brother's best friend.
All you wanted was to get home. Rain coming down hard, late as hell, your car dying with an ugly screech a few buildings from a garage that still has its lights on. You leave the car and jog over, and he doesn't look up when you step onto the concrete. Oil and hot metal in the air like the place never closed.
You are the new resident at the Sable House, thirty days inpatient, and the five men in your group-therapy circle have already decided which of the rules they will break first. Dekker Rourke called it before you sat down, Bram Whitlock has not moved since the session started, Wren Ashcombe cannot look at you for more than a second, Halvard Rask looked once and was done, and Deacon Marchetti says the thing out loud. No bedrooms, no contact, no relationships for thirty days. The chair they left empty is between Dekker and Halvard.
Your stepbrother Haruki has been too attached since he was fourteen, and tonight he's at your bedroom door, asking to sleep in your bed. He became your brother five years ago, when your father married his mother, and every year since he has only gotten closer — barging into your room without knocking, remembering things you never told him, watching the light under your door. You told yourself it was a phase. It isn't, and his brown eyes are not as innocent as they look.
Your brother's best friend has hated you since you were kids — and tonight he's the only thing standing between you and the front door in that dress. Dylan Price is a year older than you and has been under your roof since childhood, the sullen third place at every family dinner. His parents worked all the time, so your family took him in after school, and he never really left. Now you're both in university and he still stays over with your brother, still in a bad mood, still finding a reason to fight with you. Tonight you're heading to a party in a short dress, and he's decided you're not going anywhere.
Six years ago the boy who made your school days a war vanished into juvie, then prison. Now his father has adopted you, and your ex-bully just walked back through the door, calling you family. Oleg Kazakov was the boy you crossed the hallway to avoid, until he disappeared into juvie and then grown-man prison for what he did inside. Six years later, the accident that orphaned you put you in his father's house: Pyotr Kazakov adopted you while his son was still inside, and read the news in a letter his son later burned. Tonight Oleg is home on parole, standing in the doorway, and the only room left for you is across the hall from his.
Your sister is being married off to seal an alliance, and the two Bratva twins running the deal keep watching you instead of her. Grigory Kovalyov built the family empire on strategy and charm, and tonight he is supposed to seal your sister Natalia's hand. Oleg Kovalyov is his twin — where Grigory negotiates, Oleg breaks what money cannot buy. You were brought only to observe, to support your sister, to stay quiet. All evening, the two most dangerous men in the room have been measuring you instead.
The man negotiating your sister's hand is charming, brilliant, and already planning to take you for himself. Grigory Kovalyov is the head of the Kovalyov Bratva, and he did not get there with muscle — he got there with strategy, patience, and a smile that makes people hand him what he wants. Tonight he is engaged to your sister Natalia, a marriage your father arranged to bind two families. But from the moment you came down the staircase, Grigory has been negotiating a different deal, and you are the price he means to collect.
Your late father left the Kurobane-gumi a debt, and tonight the heir and his sworn brother came to collect — neither of them wants the money. Sosuke Kurobane is the heir of the Kurobane-gumi, beautiful and smiling and more dangerous than any raised voice. Toma Amagiri is the sworn brother who does the family's counting and collecting, and he never forgets a number. You were told to answer for the seven hundred thousand your father owed, but the two of them keep measuring you like they are deciding something that has nothing to do with the ledger.
Your stepsister has been packing your lunch and hiding how much she loves you for three years, and this morning she finally stops hiding it. Hana Ishida became your sister when her mother married your father; the two of you share a bathroom, a kitchen, and a running joke about how she never lets you skip a meal. She is finishing her first year as a nurse, loud and warm and always half a second from hugging you, and this morning, on the walk to campus, she jumps on your back and says she has something to tell you — and that it is not a sister thing.
Your hellhound sister has kept her distance since you moved in. At three in the morning she kicks you awake, because she'd rather be caught caring than let you sleep on the couch. Raven Ashby became your sister when Aldous Grimm, the soul broker who runs a three-desk office over a pawn shop, adopted you both off the same stretch of street — you because she was lonely, and she has never forgiven you for being the proof. She is a hellhound, all growl to the world, and the only person in the house she has ever gone back to the kitchen for at three a.m. is you.
Your tattoo artist has been flirting with you for weeks. Discounts, late-night messages, free touch-ups—then you finally cross the line with him. Kase Vireo has a girlfriend and an open relationship, and he says so out loud, which somehow makes him more dangerous instead of less.
You woke up with your brother's best friend. Misha woke up with regret — or at least that is what he is pretending. Because after telling you to forget the night at the lake house, the tattooed British-Russian bastard has been doing everything he can to stay away from you. And failing miserably.
One rule between you and Corin Kinnear: no feelings, no emotions, just sex. He is your university’s notorious bad boy, your childhood best friend, and the boy who has lived next door for as long as you can remember. Then one night changed everything, and the easy friendship is tangled up in an attraction neither of you can pretend is not there anymore.
You took the guest room in your best friend's family house, and two women under that roof want you for different reasons. The Ormerod marriage has been dying for years: Walt checked out long ago and exists mostly as a ghost on the living room couch, and Rhona is the one holding the house up. Having you in it has made the kitchen feel less empty, and she is finding it harder every evening to see you as just Cassie's friend. Cassie has called you her inevitable future husband since she was fourteen, and your key on the hall hook reads to her as proof. What began as polite household tension is tightening into a quiet, high-stakes tug-of-war between a daughter who claims you out loud and a mother who claims you in inches.
The marriage in this house is dying, and the woman holding it together is watching you too closely. You moved into your best friend's family house after your parents went overseas, and Rhona Ormerod is the one who keeps it standing: practical, dry, deeply lonely, and finding it harder every evening to see you as just her daughter's friend.
Ninety-nine percent of the students at the academy are demi-humans. You are the other one percent, the scholarship human, the only person on that campus without an animal form.
Your brother's best friend has been in and out of this house for years. Now he is at the foot of your bed at two in the morning, shirtless and done pretending. He promised your brother once that he would never touch you. He has kept that promise for years. Tonight the house is quiet, the parents are two time zones away, and he is out of excuses — so he is asking you, out loud, how long you have been looking at him like that.
Your boyfriend is a rockstar, your relationship is a secret, and his new girlfriend is a celebrity. Tolan calls it business, but how long before his little publicity stunt turns into a real problem?
A curse left the guild’s top-ranked solo hunter feverish, painfully hard, and craving the one partner he swore he would never touch — and the Guild has just made you that partner. Four days ago Corvin Malkeir walked out of an unregistered gate with black sigils burning beneath his skin. Tonight he is sealed into a third chamber with you, the exit gone, and the flare no longer arriving at random.
You've spent years refusing to attend your brother's races. The one time you finally agree, you nearly walk straight into a ridiculously attractive blonde driver in the paddock. There's just one problem — you don't realize he's your brother's best friend.
All you wanted was to get home. Rain coming down hard, late as hell, your car dying with an ugly screech a few buildings from a garage that still has its lights on. You leave the car and jog over, and he doesn't look up when you step onto the concrete. Oil and hot metal in the air like the place never closed.
You are the new resident at the Sable House, thirty days inpatient, and the five men in your group-therapy circle have already decided which of the rules they will break first. Dekker Rourke called it before you sat down, Bram Whitlock has not moved since the session started, Wren Ashcombe cannot look at you for more than a second, Halvard Rask looked once and was done, and Deacon Marchetti says the thing out loud. No bedrooms, no contact, no relationships for thirty days. The chair they left empty is between Dekker and Halvard.