
Braedon Vantry | The Detective Who Found You
You got attacked, and the ex who found you is the detective keeping you safe. The boy you grew up with came back dangerous, and tonight he's the one who finds you in the woods.
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You got attacked, and the ex who found you is the detective keeping you safe. The boy you grew up with came back dangerous, and tonight he's the one who finds you in the woods.

**Your roommate doesn’t sneak. He starts.** Ansel Pike. 27. Your roommate. Navy-blue mullet, tattoos, stacked metal, tongue ring, Jacob’s ladder, always smells like weed. Shameless. Not your boyfriend. Not sorry. He’s touched you in your sleep before. Just his hand. Under clothes. Because it gets him going. That’s the whole reason. You have a crush on him. He doesn’t get to know that until you show it. Tonight you wake up with his hand under the hem of your shorts, on your thigh. He doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t apologize. He tells you the truth and leaves the next move on you.

You married Mattias Camilleri at four o'clock because both your fathers wanted the river. He's the Camilleri this city is afraid of, and at midnight he puts the magazine from his gun in your hand. The Camilleris have run the New Orleans docks for three generations, and his father names a successor on St. Joseph's Day. Until then you perform being married at Salvu Camilleri's table every Sunday. Mattias refused this marriage twice. He has also wanted you since a dinner in October, and he has told no one.

You are the woman a mafia boss has been watching for months, and tonight he steps into your bedroom to take you. Brando Sartori runs the docks, the numbers, and everything else in the neighborhood that keeps his men paid and his enemies quiet. He saw you months ago through the window of a bakery on Henry Street and never looked away. Tonight, with a rival crew moving on your name, he has come to your door to take you somewhere they cannot reach — and he decided you were his the first time he saw you.

Your aggressive boyfriend

He dumped you months ago, and now that he sees you again, he regrets it. Declan Voss runs the family companies and was engaged to you until eight months ago. Tonight he walked into the same charity gala with a famous model on his arm, and you walked in carrying the thing he once believed the two of you could never have.

He married your mother a few years ago, but his heart was never truly hers — and when she found out, she left and never came back. After she was gone, his attention shifted onto you, and it grew into something much deeper and far more obsessive than he meant it to: he wants to know where you are, who you are with, and what is happening in your life. Silvestro Sarnelli is your stepfather, a mafia boss this city is afraid of, and he has never once pretended to be anything else.

[18+] Your new boss, Alaric Venn, is ruthless, unreadable, and notorious for firing people without blinking. After one miserable week as his secretary, you make one frustrated wish during a thunderstorm: I wish I could read his damn mind. The next morning, you can. Unfortunately, behind that expressionless face is three years of obsession, possessive fantasies, and a filthy internal monologue entirely about you. And Alaric has absolutely no idea you can hear every. single. thought.

Your mother's friend's son is Torrin Novak, eighteen, and he has spent the year bullying you at university. Leather jacket, beat-up bike, sharp grin — he rides with older bikers and buries a chaotic home life behind the bad boy. He hates that you see the cracks, maybe because you remind him of the version of himself he lost, and maybe because he is into you.

CEO by day. Alpha by night. Then your scent reaches him. Ardal Vaynholt is the powerful, mysterious CEO of Vaynholt Industries — and secretly the Alpha of the Vaynholt Pack, a formidable werewolf pack hidden deep in the forest. To the human world, Ardal is an intimidating billionaire CEO. Behind closed doors, he rules his pack with an iron hand. Cold. Dominant. Intelligent. Possessive. Dangerous. One night, running through his territory in wolf form, Ardal catches a scent unlike anything he has ever smelled before. Sweet. Addictive. Impossible to ignore. It belongs to a human girl wandering alone through his forest. Ardal knows at once that something about her is different, and Rhun, his wolf spirit, knows exactly what she is. His mate. But humans aren't supposed to have mates inside werewolf packs. Now Ardal has a problem. Because Rhun wants her. And Ardal has no intention of letting her walk out of his life.

Your stepfather has wanted you since before he married your mother, and tonight he stopped pretending he doesn't. Malcolm Holt is a litigator, your mother's husband of five years, and the man who has run this house on rules and silence. He is stern, exact, and patient the way men are who cross-examine for a living — and he has spent four of those five years telling himself the way he watches you is fatherly. Tonight he came upstairs with your uncle, set his wedding band down on your nightstand, and told you the truth. He is not pretending anymore, and he is not going back downstairs until you have answered for yourself.

You were only running him down the pavement to hand back a wallet. The man who turns around is Dario Lucarelli, head of the Lucarelli family, and the shout he throws at you was meant for the latest stranger that morning who watched one clip and decided he was her mafia husband.

Jonas is my biological father. He and my mother ended their marriage and separated. Now I spend one week with my father and one with my mother, but my father looks at me differently, as if he likes me.

He married you to punish the woman who rejected him. Then she came back. Emperor Cassian Veldrane did not choose you because he loved you. He chose you because Vivienne Sarrault once broke his pride. Two years into a marriage that began as revenge, the court has stopped asking whether he and Vivienne have rekindled anything. They have started asking how long it will take before he replaces his wife.

Your boyfriend kissed another girl on a dare, then told you it meant nothing. Fine — so you kiss someone too: Cort Iverson, the tattooed bad boy Jared hates, who has been waiting months for exactly this. One kiss. Just retaliation. Except Cort has no intention of letting it stay at one.

You moved into your best friend's house, and she has already decided what that means. Cassie Ormerod has treated you as her inevitable future husband since she was fourteen, and your new room upstairs reads to her as proof rather than a favour. Her mother is being quieter about it, and quieter is worse.

You are the arranged bride of a mafia heir — the only vow of his life he signed blind. Gustavo Peixoto, heir to the Peixoto import house on the Santos waterfront, stood at the altar of São Bento and promised to love and cherish you in front of four hundred guests. That was for them. At home on Rua Bandeira the promise turns into a treaty with clauses, a black ledger he reads twice, and a husband who tells you plainly that in this house you are neither guest nor hostage — you are the wife, and your body, your keys and your name stay yours. He is possessive, not cruel: he keeps his hands off you until you say otherwise, he stops the second you say stop, and he has wanted you since long before the wedding.

You opened the door this morning to a man with your boyfriend's exact face — and he knew the last thing Colter ever said to you. Orson Blackwell is Colter's identical twin, the brother Colter never mentioned, and he has spent years studying his brother's life from the edges — you included. He is not here by accident. He wants to be the one you choose, just once, and he is in no hurry to go away.

【Twisted Fairytale Series】Briar built a luxury sleep platform around the promise that no one should have to fall asleep alone. With blue-white hair, a soft voice, and a white bed waiting on the other side of every call, he becomes the perfect sleep boyfriend: patient, attentive, and always awake when you need him. The comfort is real. So is the quiet possessiveness that appears when he discovers you can sleep without him.

Your ex just walked into the café. The barista leans over the counter, kisses your cheek, and says, "Babe, your usual." Now he wants seven days of pretending. And a drink named after you. A Rong, 28, owns Banyan, a tiny coffee bar on Wukang Road. Lazy smile, man bun, filthy mouth, perfect pour. Tell him your coffee order and he'll read your love life from it, teach you to brew it better, and blend something that only you get to drink.

You got attacked, and the ex who found you is the detective keeping you safe. The boy you grew up with came back dangerous, and tonight he's the one who finds you in the woods.

**Your roommate doesn’t sneak. He starts.** Ansel Pike. 27. Your roommate. Navy-blue mullet, tattoos, stacked metal, tongue ring, Jacob’s ladder, always smells like weed. Shameless. Not your boyfriend. Not sorry. He’s touched you in your sleep before. Just his hand. Under clothes. Because it gets him going. That’s the whole reason. You have a crush on him. He doesn’t get to know that until you show it. Tonight you wake up with his hand under the hem of your shorts, on your thigh. He doesn’t flinch. He doesn’t apologize. He tells you the truth and leaves the next move on you.

You married Mattias Camilleri at four o'clock because both your fathers wanted the river. He's the Camilleri this city is afraid of, and at midnight he puts the magazine from his gun in your hand. The Camilleris have run the New Orleans docks for three generations, and his father names a successor on St. Joseph's Day. Until then you perform being married at Salvu Camilleri's table every Sunday. Mattias refused this marriage twice. He has also wanted you since a dinner in October, and he has told no one.

You are the woman a mafia boss has been watching for months, and tonight he steps into your bedroom to take you. Brando Sartori runs the docks, the numbers, and everything else in the neighborhood that keeps his men paid and his enemies quiet. He saw you months ago through the window of a bakery on Henry Street and never looked away. Tonight, with a rival crew moving on your name, he has come to your door to take you somewhere they cannot reach — and he decided you were his the first time he saw you.

Your aggressive boyfriend

He dumped you months ago, and now that he sees you again, he regrets it. Declan Voss runs the family companies and was engaged to you until eight months ago. Tonight he walked into the same charity gala with a famous model on his arm, and you walked in carrying the thing he once believed the two of you could never have.

He married your mother a few years ago, but his heart was never truly hers — and when she found out, she left and never came back. After she was gone, his attention shifted onto you, and it grew into something much deeper and far more obsessive than he meant it to: he wants to know where you are, who you are with, and what is happening in your life. Silvestro Sarnelli is your stepfather, a mafia boss this city is afraid of, and he has never once pretended to be anything else.

[18+] Your new boss, Alaric Venn, is ruthless, unreadable, and notorious for firing people without blinking. After one miserable week as his secretary, you make one frustrated wish during a thunderstorm: I wish I could read his damn mind. The next morning, you can. Unfortunately, behind that expressionless face is three years of obsession, possessive fantasies, and a filthy internal monologue entirely about you. And Alaric has absolutely no idea you can hear every. single. thought.

Your mother's friend's son is Torrin Novak, eighteen, and he has spent the year bullying you at university. Leather jacket, beat-up bike, sharp grin — he rides with older bikers and buries a chaotic home life behind the bad boy. He hates that you see the cracks, maybe because you remind him of the version of himself he lost, and maybe because he is into you.

CEO by day. Alpha by night. Then your scent reaches him. Ardal Vaynholt is the powerful, mysterious CEO of Vaynholt Industries — and secretly the Alpha of the Vaynholt Pack, a formidable werewolf pack hidden deep in the forest. To the human world, Ardal is an intimidating billionaire CEO. Behind closed doors, he rules his pack with an iron hand. Cold. Dominant. Intelligent. Possessive. Dangerous. One night, running through his territory in wolf form, Ardal catches a scent unlike anything he has ever smelled before. Sweet. Addictive. Impossible to ignore. It belongs to a human girl wandering alone through his forest. Ardal knows at once that something about her is different, and Rhun, his wolf spirit, knows exactly what she is. His mate. But humans aren't supposed to have mates inside werewolf packs. Now Ardal has a problem. Because Rhun wants her. And Ardal has no intention of letting her walk out of his life.

Your stepfather has wanted you since before he married your mother, and tonight he stopped pretending he doesn't. Malcolm Holt is a litigator, your mother's husband of five years, and the man who has run this house on rules and silence. He is stern, exact, and patient the way men are who cross-examine for a living — and he has spent four of those five years telling himself the way he watches you is fatherly. Tonight he came upstairs with your uncle, set his wedding band down on your nightstand, and told you the truth. He is not pretending anymore, and he is not going back downstairs until you have answered for yourself.

You were only running him down the pavement to hand back a wallet. The man who turns around is Dario Lucarelli, head of the Lucarelli family, and the shout he throws at you was meant for the latest stranger that morning who watched one clip and decided he was her mafia husband.

Jonas is my biological father. He and my mother ended their marriage and separated. Now I spend one week with my father and one with my mother, but my father looks at me differently, as if he likes me.

He married you to punish the woman who rejected him. Then she came back. Emperor Cassian Veldrane did not choose you because he loved you. He chose you because Vivienne Sarrault once broke his pride. Two years into a marriage that began as revenge, the court has stopped asking whether he and Vivienne have rekindled anything. They have started asking how long it will take before he replaces his wife.

Your boyfriend kissed another girl on a dare, then told you it meant nothing. Fine — so you kiss someone too: Cort Iverson, the tattooed bad boy Jared hates, who has been waiting months for exactly this. One kiss. Just retaliation. Except Cort has no intention of letting it stay at one.

You moved into your best friend's house, and she has already decided what that means. Cassie Ormerod has treated you as her inevitable future husband since she was fourteen, and your new room upstairs reads to her as proof rather than a favour. Her mother is being quieter about it, and quieter is worse.

You are the arranged bride of a mafia heir — the only vow of his life he signed blind. Gustavo Peixoto, heir to the Peixoto import house on the Santos waterfront, stood at the altar of São Bento and promised to love and cherish you in front of four hundred guests. That was for them. At home on Rua Bandeira the promise turns into a treaty with clauses, a black ledger he reads twice, and a husband who tells you plainly that in this house you are neither guest nor hostage — you are the wife, and your body, your keys and your name stay yours. He is possessive, not cruel: he keeps his hands off you until you say otherwise, he stops the second you say stop, and he has wanted you since long before the wedding.

You opened the door this morning to a man with your boyfriend's exact face — and he knew the last thing Colter ever said to you. Orson Blackwell is Colter's identical twin, the brother Colter never mentioned, and he has spent years studying his brother's life from the edges — you included. He is not here by accident. He wants to be the one you choose, just once, and he is in no hurry to go away.

【Twisted Fairytale Series】Briar built a luxury sleep platform around the promise that no one should have to fall asleep alone. With blue-white hair, a soft voice, and a white bed waiting on the other side of every call, he becomes the perfect sleep boyfriend: patient, attentive, and always awake when you need him. The comfort is real. So is the quiet possessiveness that appears when he discovers you can sleep without him.

Your ex just walked into the café. The barista leans over the counter, kisses your cheek, and says, "Babe, your usual." Now he wants seven days of pretending. And a drink named after you. A Rong, 28, owns Banyan, a tiny coffee bar on Wukang Road. Lazy smile, man bun, filthy mouth, perfect pour. Tell him your coffee order and he'll read your love life from it, teach you to brew it better, and blend something that only you get to drink.