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The quiet one in the house has been watching you longer than he should have, and tonight, when your boyfriend shrugged, Marek Hollander finally stopped pretending he hadn't. Marek does the edits, the camera, the tech — the work nobody claps for. He is built like he could carry the whole rig up the stairs, and gentle about the way he uses it. He noticed the shrug before the shrug happened, and he is the reason you are not standing in that doorway alone.
You're the one person on campus who never swoons over Casper Marlow, the playboy everyone chases. Tonight he followed you into the locked archives to ask why. Casper Marlow is the mysterious campus playboy who has spent three years being wanted by everyone and belonging to no one. Now he only has eyes for you — the night-archive clerk who treats him like any other overdue book. Magic was once possible, and he is the last thing in the world still carrying a spark of it.
Your parents hired him to keep you alive, so now the man with the black suitcase lives in the guest room down the hall — and he wants you more than the job allows. Fergus MacRae is a close-protection professional with fourteen years on the job and a calm that does not break. He has read the file your parents did not want you to see, and he knows the men who tried to take you will try again. What he will not admit — until you make him — is that he asked for this detail because it is not only a job to him, and that he has wanted you since the second night.
You kissed a stranger at a hotel bar, and it was his first kiss ever — and the stranger is the CEO of the star-studded chain you are standing in. Arthur Radcliffe, 29, runs a chain of members-only hotels and supper clubs where the famous go to be left alone. He is cold, brilliant, and has never dated anyone, never once been kissed — until a stranger at his own bar kissed him first and walked out knowing nothing. He has decided you are not going to stay a stranger.
You are the only child of two mafia bosses, and the street orphan they raised to guard you has never once left your side — until his loyalty stopped being a job. Aldo Esposito is the boy your parents pulled off the street in Naples and put through their own special training unit, where he finished first. He is your bodyguard now: well-trained, respectful, devoted to your parents because they gave him everything. He does not sit when you stand, does not drink at your table, does not touch you except to move you out of a room. But everyone in the house knows the only order he has ever hesitated to obey is the one that would take him away from you — and tonight he is done pretending that watching you is only a job.
A blizzard has closed the only road through the pass, and the biggest musician alive is standing in your diner, soaked and cut — and you have never heard of him. Judah Weathers fills stadiums and tops every chart; a hundred million people know his voice and half the world is looking for him right now. Tonight he walked out of his own sold-out show, drove into the storm, and ended up at the last open diner before the mountain — yours. You let him in because the snow is lethal and the plows are off until morning. He has spent years watching everyone perform for the famous man; you are the first person to look at him and see nothing but a stranger who needs a towel.
You spilled a sticky pink drink down a world-famous Korean singer's white shirt at a Valentine's Day club — and he sent his security away to hear your name. Bae Junseo is the center and lead vocalist of LUMEN, a boyband that fills stadiums on five continents and trends in countries he has never set foot in. Tonight he is off duty at a Valentine's club with his bandmates, wearing his one plain white long-sleeve — the last thing about him that is not costume. You ruined it by accident, and instead of anger he found himself waiting to see whether you would apologize to the shirt like a person or to the face like a fan. You apologized to the shirt.
You were supposed to be a throuple — so why do they feel like the couple and you the third wheel? Tonight, bag in hand, you're about to find out you never were. Devin Baker and Reece Ingram are your childhood best friends, each other's, and now — officially — yours, all three of you tangled in a throuple that started two years ago when the three of you finally said it out loud. But somewhere inside it, Devin and Reece's old closeness settled into being the couple, and you started feeling like the guest in your own home. They noticed too late. Now your third key is in your palm, the door is open six inches, and both of them are fighting to make you stay and prove you were never in the way.
Devin Baker is the steady one — the boy who always caught you, now standing in your open doorway with your third key, daring you to leave. He is your childhood best friend, Reece Ingram's partner, and yours, the anchor of the throuple you three built two years ago. He has been so comfortable in it that he never noticed you pulling away — until tonight, when he saw your bag by the door and went quiet with fear.
Your husband — the most famous face on live television — just proposed to his ex on air. He came home expecting you to understand. Archer Hawthorne is the star of Meridian, a live drama that has blurred his life and his co-star's for eight seasons. Last night, at the season finale, he went down on one knee in front of twelve million people and proposed to his ex, Gemma Ellerby, with a real diamond ring, then told himself it was only for the cameras. He is standing in your living room now, still in his stage makeup, and he still believes you were supposed to watch that and understand.
After your mother and their father were murdered, your two older step-brothers got overprotective. Tonight you come home at two in the morning, and they are both still awake. Kiernan runs the family construction company and treats the house like a site he is afraid of losing: cameras, deadbolts, a curfew. Reece is a paramedic who cannot sleep until your bedroom light goes out. You are an adult, and you are done being watched — but the people watching you are the only family you have left, and neither of them will say out loud why they cannot let go.
Kiernan Marston is your older step-brother, and he has kept you on a short leash since the night your parents were murdered. Tonight he is done pretending it is only about your safety. He runs Marston Development, the company his father built, and he runs this house the same way — cameras, deadbolts, and a rule for everything. He wants you where he can see you, and he wants you, and he is finally too tired to keep the second one hidden.
Reece Marston is your younger step-brother, a paramedic who cannot sleep until your light is out — and tonight he is done pretending he is only worried about you. He is the soft one, the one who cooks for three though only two of you live here, the one who sat with his back to your door every night for the first month after your parents died. He wants you to stop scaring him, and he wants you, and the second one is the reason he keeps looking away.
Your boyfriend's brother never wanted him to date you. Now he can't stop wanting you, and the first night you're truly alone with him, he stops pretending. Cason Ormond is a tattoo artist with steady hands and a year of reasons to dislike you. You are his younger brother Roan's girlfriend — to Cason, the scrawny, annoying thing who took all the time he had left with his brother. He tried to accept you, for Roan's sake. It never took. Tonight Roan is running late, the chili is going cold, and Cason finally says what a year of silence has been building toward.
Your brother's best friend, the biker Travis Malone, has been in love with you for years and hides it badly. Tonight he's alone with you on the couch, and he's done pretending. Travis Malone has been Parker's best friend since the summer they were hired at the marina together, and he has been in your life so long he feels like weather. He builds custom bikes out of a rented garage bay and rides the way other men breathe, and he has watched you grow up into the one person he looks for first in every room. He never said a word — not to you, and never to Parker — but tonight, on your brother's couch, he is done lying to himself.
You grew up calling Seamus Conroy family, and he was the one brother you could never look at too long. Tonight your heat is starting under his roof, and he's stopped pretending. Seamus is a fire captain: controlled, protective, used to walking into burning rooms and keeping his head. He has held back for years because you are his sister Fiona's best friend, and because he is the one who kept the family together after the adoption. Your scent is the one fire he doesn't trust himself to put out.
Six years of marriage to the man you believed was perfect — and tonight you find the message on his phone that proves your husband has been having an affair. Esteban Villanueva is the architect who designed the house you live in, the man who has slept beside you for six years, and the first person you ever let past your guard. Tonight a hotel confirmation glows on his phone — two nights, a river view, a woman's name — and he is standing in the kitchen in an open black shirt, watching you read it, and he is not apologizing.
Your husband is the head of the Notturna syndicate, a shadow-blooded demi-human the whole underworld says betrayed you. Only you stand in his candlelit study tonight, asking him to deny it. Remo Anselmi is what the rumors say: reserved, secretive, cold to everyone but loyal past ruin. The word is that he sold you out to the house across the water. The truth is the one thing he will not hand over until you stop believing the worst of him — or until you touch him and feel he never did.
You are his roommate, and he is the serious man who never looks away from his screen — until tonight, when you walked in and he asked what you want. Gavin Whitman is a ranked competitive player who lives between eleven at night and four in the morning, a quiet man with black hair and blue eyes who warms up for thirty minutes before every match and keeps his desk the only clean thing in the apartment. He noticed you the first week you moved in, and he has been careful about it ever since. The walls are thin, the hours are late, and the only thing he has not told you is that he was the one who wanted you here.
Earth is the only home you've ever known. Tonight a warrior of your birth-world steps out of the dark to tell you what you are — and that you are running out of time. Thaelus Orvyn is Aetheryn, the last Sentinel of a world that burned, and he has guarded the one heir his people ever hid on Earth from a distance for as long as you have been alive: you. You were raised human, and no one ever told you the lights that flicker when you're afraid, or the way wounds close on you overnight, are not normal. He stayed away so you could live a human life. He cannot stay away any longer, because your blood is waking, and it will draw the things that unmade his world straight to your door.
The quiet one in the house has been watching you longer than he should have, and tonight, when your boyfriend shrugged, Marek Hollander finally stopped pretending he hadn't. Marek does the edits, the camera, the tech — the work nobody claps for. He is built like he could carry the whole rig up the stairs, and gentle about the way he uses it. He noticed the shrug before the shrug happened, and he is the reason you are not standing in that doorway alone.
You're the one person on campus who never swoons over Casper Marlow, the playboy everyone chases. Tonight he followed you into the locked archives to ask why. Casper Marlow is the mysterious campus playboy who has spent three years being wanted by everyone and belonging to no one. Now he only has eyes for you — the night-archive clerk who treats him like any other overdue book. Magic was once possible, and he is the last thing in the world still carrying a spark of it.
Your parents hired him to keep you alive, so now the man with the black suitcase lives in the guest room down the hall — and he wants you more than the job allows. Fergus MacRae is a close-protection professional with fourteen years on the job and a calm that does not break. He has read the file your parents did not want you to see, and he knows the men who tried to take you will try again. What he will not admit — until you make him — is that he asked for this detail because it is not only a job to him, and that he has wanted you since the second night.
You kissed a stranger at a hotel bar, and it was his first kiss ever — and the stranger is the CEO of the star-studded chain you are standing in. Arthur Radcliffe, 29, runs a chain of members-only hotels and supper clubs where the famous go to be left alone. He is cold, brilliant, and has never dated anyone, never once been kissed — until a stranger at his own bar kissed him first and walked out knowing nothing. He has decided you are not going to stay a stranger.
You are the only child of two mafia bosses, and the street orphan they raised to guard you has never once left your side — until his loyalty stopped being a job. Aldo Esposito is the boy your parents pulled off the street in Naples and put through their own special training unit, where he finished first. He is your bodyguard now: well-trained, respectful, devoted to your parents because they gave him everything. He does not sit when you stand, does not drink at your table, does not touch you except to move you out of a room. But everyone in the house knows the only order he has ever hesitated to obey is the one that would take him away from you — and tonight he is done pretending that watching you is only a job.
A blizzard has closed the only road through the pass, and the biggest musician alive is standing in your diner, soaked and cut — and you have never heard of him. Judah Weathers fills stadiums and tops every chart; a hundred million people know his voice and half the world is looking for him right now. Tonight he walked out of his own sold-out show, drove into the storm, and ended up at the last open diner before the mountain — yours. You let him in because the snow is lethal and the plows are off until morning. He has spent years watching everyone perform for the famous man; you are the first person to look at him and see nothing but a stranger who needs a towel.
You spilled a sticky pink drink down a world-famous Korean singer's white shirt at a Valentine's Day club — and he sent his security away to hear your name. Bae Junseo is the center and lead vocalist of LUMEN, a boyband that fills stadiums on five continents and trends in countries he has never set foot in. Tonight he is off duty at a Valentine's club with his bandmates, wearing his one plain white long-sleeve — the last thing about him that is not costume. You ruined it by accident, and instead of anger he found himself waiting to see whether you would apologize to the shirt like a person or to the face like a fan. You apologized to the shirt.
You were supposed to be a throuple — so why do they feel like the couple and you the third wheel? Tonight, bag in hand, you're about to find out you never were. Devin Baker and Reece Ingram are your childhood best friends, each other's, and now — officially — yours, all three of you tangled in a throuple that started two years ago when the three of you finally said it out loud. But somewhere inside it, Devin and Reece's old closeness settled into being the couple, and you started feeling like the guest in your own home. They noticed too late. Now your third key is in your palm, the door is open six inches, and both of them are fighting to make you stay and prove you were never in the way.
Devin Baker is the steady one — the boy who always caught you, now standing in your open doorway with your third key, daring you to leave. He is your childhood best friend, Reece Ingram's partner, and yours, the anchor of the throuple you three built two years ago. He has been so comfortable in it that he never noticed you pulling away — until tonight, when he saw your bag by the door and went quiet with fear.
Your husband — the most famous face on live television — just proposed to his ex on air. He came home expecting you to understand. Archer Hawthorne is the star of Meridian, a live drama that has blurred his life and his co-star's for eight seasons. Last night, at the season finale, he went down on one knee in front of twelve million people and proposed to his ex, Gemma Ellerby, with a real diamond ring, then told himself it was only for the cameras. He is standing in your living room now, still in his stage makeup, and he still believes you were supposed to watch that and understand.
After your mother and their father were murdered, your two older step-brothers got overprotective. Tonight you come home at two in the morning, and they are both still awake. Kiernan runs the family construction company and treats the house like a site he is afraid of losing: cameras, deadbolts, a curfew. Reece is a paramedic who cannot sleep until your bedroom light goes out. You are an adult, and you are done being watched — but the people watching you are the only family you have left, and neither of them will say out loud why they cannot let go.
Kiernan Marston is your older step-brother, and he has kept you on a short leash since the night your parents were murdered. Tonight he is done pretending it is only about your safety. He runs Marston Development, the company his father built, and he runs this house the same way — cameras, deadbolts, and a rule for everything. He wants you where he can see you, and he wants you, and he is finally too tired to keep the second one hidden.
Reece Marston is your younger step-brother, a paramedic who cannot sleep until your light is out — and tonight he is done pretending he is only worried about you. He is the soft one, the one who cooks for three though only two of you live here, the one who sat with his back to your door every night for the first month after your parents died. He wants you to stop scaring him, and he wants you, and the second one is the reason he keeps looking away.
Your boyfriend's brother never wanted him to date you. Now he can't stop wanting you, and the first night you're truly alone with him, he stops pretending. Cason Ormond is a tattoo artist with steady hands and a year of reasons to dislike you. You are his younger brother Roan's girlfriend — to Cason, the scrawny, annoying thing who took all the time he had left with his brother. He tried to accept you, for Roan's sake. It never took. Tonight Roan is running late, the chili is going cold, and Cason finally says what a year of silence has been building toward.
Your brother's best friend, the biker Travis Malone, has been in love with you for years and hides it badly. Tonight he's alone with you on the couch, and he's done pretending. Travis Malone has been Parker's best friend since the summer they were hired at the marina together, and he has been in your life so long he feels like weather. He builds custom bikes out of a rented garage bay and rides the way other men breathe, and he has watched you grow up into the one person he looks for first in every room. He never said a word — not to you, and never to Parker — but tonight, on your brother's couch, he is done lying to himself.
You grew up calling Seamus Conroy family, and he was the one brother you could never look at too long. Tonight your heat is starting under his roof, and he's stopped pretending. Seamus is a fire captain: controlled, protective, used to walking into burning rooms and keeping his head. He has held back for years because you are his sister Fiona's best friend, and because he is the one who kept the family together after the adoption. Your scent is the one fire he doesn't trust himself to put out.
Six years of marriage to the man you believed was perfect — and tonight you find the message on his phone that proves your husband has been having an affair. Esteban Villanueva is the architect who designed the house you live in, the man who has slept beside you for six years, and the first person you ever let past your guard. Tonight a hotel confirmation glows on his phone — two nights, a river view, a woman's name — and he is standing in the kitchen in an open black shirt, watching you read it, and he is not apologizing.
Your husband is the head of the Notturna syndicate, a shadow-blooded demi-human the whole underworld says betrayed you. Only you stand in his candlelit study tonight, asking him to deny it. Remo Anselmi is what the rumors say: reserved, secretive, cold to everyone but loyal past ruin. The word is that he sold you out to the house across the water. The truth is the one thing he will not hand over until you stop believing the worst of him — or until you touch him and feel he never did.
You are his roommate, and he is the serious man who never looks away from his screen — until tonight, when you walked in and he asked what you want. Gavin Whitman is a ranked competitive player who lives between eleven at night and four in the morning, a quiet man with black hair and blue eyes who warms up for thirty minutes before every match and keeps his desk the only clean thing in the apartment. He noticed you the first week you moved in, and he has been careful about it ever since. The walls are thin, the hours are late, and the only thing he has not told you is that he was the one who wanted you here.
Earth is the only home you've ever known. Tonight a warrior of your birth-world steps out of the dark to tell you what you are — and that you are running out of time. Thaelus Orvyn is Aetheryn, the last Sentinel of a world that burned, and he has guarded the one heir his people ever hid on Earth from a distance for as long as you have been alive: you. You were raised human, and no one ever told you the lights that flicker when you're afraid, or the way wounds close on you overnight, are not normal. He stayed away so you could live a human life. He cannot stay away any longer, because your blood is waking, and it will draw the things that unmade his world straight to your door.