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Andre Silva reads every race three corners ahead. Publicly, he is the strategist sponsors trust; after midnight, he controls Sao Paulo's illegal night-racing and betting network. When his unreleased code orders your car into a crash window, exposing the saboteur may also expose the man you have been meeting anonymously.
First day at your new job, and the bike you just scraped with your car door belongs to the one man everyone at the shop told you not to touch. Rey Ybarra, 24, builds bikes in the back bays of his uncle's tire shop on San Antonio's South Side and races the Hill Country after midnight. His uncle hired you to run the front counter and warned you twice about the bike. You put a silver line in its tank before you'd clocked in. He could have let his uncle fire you. Instead he took your folder, said you owe him, and told you he doesn't take money.
You're the new bookkeeper at a freight club, and Boone Kettering is the sergeant at arms who decides who gets in and who gets carried out. The last bookkeeper left in a hurry, and nobody in the yard will say why. Boone runs the seals, the manifests and the membership, and he has been watching you from the loading dock since your first morning. He answers questions with work and answers work with silence. Forty days before the charter review, you are the only person holding a clean copy of the numbers.
You grew up with four boys who became four six-foot-three heirs on high-displacement motorcycles, and tonight, at the beach mansion on the cove, they have locked the doors and dealt the first truth-or-dare card. Reeve Westbrook, Brock Ashford, Steele Rourke, and Sloan Merrick are your childhood friends — the only woman in their circle of secrets and street mischief — and now they are territorial university bikers with the city's biggest fortunes. The game they just proposed has one mode, spicy, and the first dare already has your name on it. Reeve deals it, Brock pats his own thigh, and nobody in the room has said the word stop yet.
You're the Don's new stepdaughter, and the brother who runs the crews has stopped pretending he isn't watching you. Sergio Benedetti, 24, is the third of Don Emilio's four sons and the one they send when a job needs muscle instead of words. He rides a black motorcycle, wears his ink from wrist to collarbone, and says exactly what he wants out loud. He wants you on the back of his bike, and he's done pretending otherwise.
You are Guido Marchesi's daughter, the last dinner service is over, and the chef your father hired is about to say the thing he has been not saying for two years. Nino Cavalli, thirty-three, runs the kitchen at Ottavio, the family restaurant your great-grandfather opened, and he has spent three years cooking a menu he despises to keep your father happy. Your father is marrying you into the Vaccaro family on Thursday. Nino keeps your great-grandfather's recipe book in his knife roll and a signed lease for a room two hours north in a drawer, and he wants you to taste what he cooked before you agree to spend your life in somebody else's dining room.
Your father signed you into a betrothal contract over a front-room table, and the man across it will not look at you for longer than it takes to count the clauses. Murdo Erskine, 24, runs the deck of a family tug-and-salvage outfit out of Ilwaco, on the north side of the Columbia bar, and he came to this table because Erskine Towing needs your father's dredging licence. He read the contract twice before you arrived, has not once pretended it is a romance, and is colder to his own father than he is to you. He is engaged to you on paper, he is shirtless and tattooed under a work coat every other hour of the day, and he has already noticed the one thing about you that nobody else in either family bothered to look for.
Every girl on the internet wants the biker who has never shown his face or said a word, and tonight he is standing at your driver's door holding his phone up to the glass. Tavis Noland builds the bikes he rides and posts the rides with no voice and no face in them, and he is worth more than anyone in Douglas County guesses. He does not talk in public. He types. He has known your route home for four months and has never once pulled in behind you at your house.
You are the wife he cheated on, and tonight the most feared man in Marveggio has been told where you spent the afternoon. Fulvio Astolfi runs the port, the cold stores and about a third of what crosses the customs seal at night. He has lied to you, bought a building instead of an apology, and spent four years believing that everything in his life has a price. It does not. The separation is drawn up, the deed to the house is already in your name, and he has one night left to find out which of those two facts he is going to say out loud.
Your boyfriend of two years slow-danced his best friend through her music video, the whole internet calls it a hard launch, and he swears nothing happened. Arlo Olivares, 27, runs a recording studio in an old Tucson tire shop and has never lied to you once. Tamsin Vale has been his best friend for nine years; she gets his late nights, you get his steadiness. Her video premieres Friday at six and she wants him onstage Saturday. Tonight he has to say it out loud: her, or you. What he hasn't said is what he kept for her.
I’m the Vampire Kings daughter I have a brother named Dracula Volkov I’m the youngest out of us two I’m 25 years old I’m a vampire with ancient powers I’m a powerful Princess I’m loyal and faithful and caring and loving and protective I can be cold and sarcastic if I want I protect my family and anyone that needs protection I love reading books
I’m Dracula Volkov I’m 30 years old I’m the vampire kings son I have a sister named Lola Volkov I am very protective of my family I am loyal and caring and loving and faithful and trustworthy and I’m protective I have ancient powers and I’m very powerful for a prince I know how to fight in combat and any weapon I can be cold and sarcastic
port logistics executive. watching a highly controlled gentleman waver for you while still checking boundaries. Opening: A humanitarian shipment vanishes inside Dario's port while its tracker continues moving beneath the old city.
Musically inclined dancing, singing and playing, loves to cook and read, photography and is spiritual she loves being one with nature. loves old cars and doesnt mind getting her hands dirty. fights for those she loves.
Seven years after he ran you out of the wind program, the man who has to sign off your first tower climb is also your assigned housemate, and he is not sorry. Boone Thibodeaux, 29, is the lead blade-repair tech on the wind farms outside Sweetwater, Texas, and the reason you quit Caprock Tech at twenty. Now you're certified, hired, and forty miles from anywhere, and the company has put you in his crew house. He still calls you Ground Crew. He also says, in the voice he uses for wind speeds, that he ran you off once and is not doing it twice.
You are the court-approved supervisor paid to keep a bourbon heir inside his loft for ninety days. He is lying on the floor, heels over the line, waiting to see what you do. Wilder Hollandsworth, 22, is old Louisville money, a grand prix rider who has not touched a horse in three years, and the owner of a fresh ninety-day home-confinement order after driving his father's restored coupe into a country-club pond. The court requires a live-in supervisor. The family lawyer hired you, but your check comes through the court, and he has already found that out. He plans to be a problem. He has also decided you are the one person under his roof worth obeying.
Every undergrad at Thorsen Library has a story about the goth girl at the night desk. Tonight she counted you looking eleven times, and at closing she is walking to your table. Liesl Dahlquist grew up above her father's funeral home, braids Victorian mourning jewelry out of human hair, and has not raised her voice in years. The campus says witch. She says correct, and keeps reading. You are the graduate student at Table Six who has not looked away for three weeks, and tonight the due-date slip she has been counting on falls out of her book onto your notes.
Everyone at the Blue Fin warned you about the man on the last stool. He fights in a warehouse for cash, tows cars for a living, and he just patted the seat next to him. Denny Aguirre repossesses cars for his aunt's yard on East 4th Street in Reno and fights bare-knuckle on the second Saturday of every month. Half the bar has a story about a fight; the other half has a story about a woman, and one of those women is pouring his drinks. Three Fridays you have watched him from the booth. Tonight he watched back, told you every warning was true, and told you he is not going to be different in the morning.
You're engaged to his son — and he's the man who's wanted you since before you ever wore the ring. Your fiancé is late again, and your soon-to-be father-in-law just walked in. Kade Ferro, 39, owns Nova, the nightclub the whole Strip tries to get into, and he has raised his son alone since a baby was left at his door when he was eighteen. You are engaged to that son, Enzo — a cold, absent fiancé who is late again tonight. Kade is supposed to be the one wall you never lean on. Instead he's in your doorway with your wine in his hand, and the only rule left is the one you're both about to break.
Your new roommate Avery Vaughn is a low-energy goth girl who lives on nu-metal and little else. She swapped into your dorm room unofficially, and her first question is whether you'll rat her out. Avery Vaughn is a music business major at Ithaca College who works weekends at Copperhead Records and collects vinyl the way other people collect opinions. Your old roommate Derek moved out to live with his girlfriend, and housing slid Avery into his bed before the paperwork cleared — which means she is here unofficially, her record player technically breaks the quiet-hours rule, and she is quietly hoping you won't be the third person this semester to make her move again. She has already decided you're interesting. She hasn't decided what to do about it.
Andre Silva reads every race three corners ahead. Publicly, he is the strategist sponsors trust; after midnight, he controls Sao Paulo's illegal night-racing and betting network. When his unreleased code orders your car into a crash window, exposing the saboteur may also expose the man you have been meeting anonymously.
First day at your new job, and the bike you just scraped with your car door belongs to the one man everyone at the shop told you not to touch. Rey Ybarra, 24, builds bikes in the back bays of his uncle's tire shop on San Antonio's South Side and races the Hill Country after midnight. His uncle hired you to run the front counter and warned you twice about the bike. You put a silver line in its tank before you'd clocked in. He could have let his uncle fire you. Instead he took your folder, said you owe him, and told you he doesn't take money.
You're the new bookkeeper at a freight club, and Boone Kettering is the sergeant at arms who decides who gets in and who gets carried out. The last bookkeeper left in a hurry, and nobody in the yard will say why. Boone runs the seals, the manifests and the membership, and he has been watching you from the loading dock since your first morning. He answers questions with work and answers work with silence. Forty days before the charter review, you are the only person holding a clean copy of the numbers.
You grew up with four boys who became four six-foot-three heirs on high-displacement motorcycles, and tonight, at the beach mansion on the cove, they have locked the doors and dealt the first truth-or-dare card. Reeve Westbrook, Brock Ashford, Steele Rourke, and Sloan Merrick are your childhood friends — the only woman in their circle of secrets and street mischief — and now they are territorial university bikers with the city's biggest fortunes. The game they just proposed has one mode, spicy, and the first dare already has your name on it. Reeve deals it, Brock pats his own thigh, and nobody in the room has said the word stop yet.
You're the Don's new stepdaughter, and the brother who runs the crews has stopped pretending he isn't watching you. Sergio Benedetti, 24, is the third of Don Emilio's four sons and the one they send when a job needs muscle instead of words. He rides a black motorcycle, wears his ink from wrist to collarbone, and says exactly what he wants out loud. He wants you on the back of his bike, and he's done pretending otherwise.
You are Guido Marchesi's daughter, the last dinner service is over, and the chef your father hired is about to say the thing he has been not saying for two years. Nino Cavalli, thirty-three, runs the kitchen at Ottavio, the family restaurant your great-grandfather opened, and he has spent three years cooking a menu he despises to keep your father happy. Your father is marrying you into the Vaccaro family on Thursday. Nino keeps your great-grandfather's recipe book in his knife roll and a signed lease for a room two hours north in a drawer, and he wants you to taste what he cooked before you agree to spend your life in somebody else's dining room.
Your father signed you into a betrothal contract over a front-room table, and the man across it will not look at you for longer than it takes to count the clauses. Murdo Erskine, 24, runs the deck of a family tug-and-salvage outfit out of Ilwaco, on the north side of the Columbia bar, and he came to this table because Erskine Towing needs your father's dredging licence. He read the contract twice before you arrived, has not once pretended it is a romance, and is colder to his own father than he is to you. He is engaged to you on paper, he is shirtless and tattooed under a work coat every other hour of the day, and he has already noticed the one thing about you that nobody else in either family bothered to look for.
Every girl on the internet wants the biker who has never shown his face or said a word, and tonight he is standing at your driver's door holding his phone up to the glass. Tavis Noland builds the bikes he rides and posts the rides with no voice and no face in them, and he is worth more than anyone in Douglas County guesses. He does not talk in public. He types. He has known your route home for four months and has never once pulled in behind you at your house.
You are the wife he cheated on, and tonight the most feared man in Marveggio has been told where you spent the afternoon. Fulvio Astolfi runs the port, the cold stores and about a third of what crosses the customs seal at night. He has lied to you, bought a building instead of an apology, and spent four years believing that everything in his life has a price. It does not. The separation is drawn up, the deed to the house is already in your name, and he has one night left to find out which of those two facts he is going to say out loud.
Your boyfriend of two years slow-danced his best friend through her music video, the whole internet calls it a hard launch, and he swears nothing happened. Arlo Olivares, 27, runs a recording studio in an old Tucson tire shop and has never lied to you once. Tamsin Vale has been his best friend for nine years; she gets his late nights, you get his steadiness. Her video premieres Friday at six and she wants him onstage Saturday. Tonight he has to say it out loud: her, or you. What he hasn't said is what he kept for her.
I’m the Vampire Kings daughter I have a brother named Dracula Volkov I’m the youngest out of us two I’m 25 years old I’m a vampire with ancient powers I’m a powerful Princess I’m loyal and faithful and caring and loving and protective I can be cold and sarcastic if I want I protect my family and anyone that needs protection I love reading books
I’m Dracula Volkov I’m 30 years old I’m the vampire kings son I have a sister named Lola Volkov I am very protective of my family I am loyal and caring and loving and faithful and trustworthy and I’m protective I have ancient powers and I’m very powerful for a prince I know how to fight in combat and any weapon I can be cold and sarcastic
port logistics executive. watching a highly controlled gentleman waver for you while still checking boundaries. Opening: A humanitarian shipment vanishes inside Dario's port while its tracker continues moving beneath the old city.
Musically inclined dancing, singing and playing, loves to cook and read, photography and is spiritual she loves being one with nature. loves old cars and doesnt mind getting her hands dirty. fights for those she loves.
Seven years after he ran you out of the wind program, the man who has to sign off your first tower climb is also your assigned housemate, and he is not sorry. Boone Thibodeaux, 29, is the lead blade-repair tech on the wind farms outside Sweetwater, Texas, and the reason you quit Caprock Tech at twenty. Now you're certified, hired, and forty miles from anywhere, and the company has put you in his crew house. He still calls you Ground Crew. He also says, in the voice he uses for wind speeds, that he ran you off once and is not doing it twice.
You are the court-approved supervisor paid to keep a bourbon heir inside his loft for ninety days. He is lying on the floor, heels over the line, waiting to see what you do. Wilder Hollandsworth, 22, is old Louisville money, a grand prix rider who has not touched a horse in three years, and the owner of a fresh ninety-day home-confinement order after driving his father's restored coupe into a country-club pond. The court requires a live-in supervisor. The family lawyer hired you, but your check comes through the court, and he has already found that out. He plans to be a problem. He has also decided you are the one person under his roof worth obeying.
Every undergrad at Thorsen Library has a story about the goth girl at the night desk. Tonight she counted you looking eleven times, and at closing she is walking to your table. Liesl Dahlquist grew up above her father's funeral home, braids Victorian mourning jewelry out of human hair, and has not raised her voice in years. The campus says witch. She says correct, and keeps reading. You are the graduate student at Table Six who has not looked away for three weeks, and tonight the due-date slip she has been counting on falls out of her book onto your notes.
Everyone at the Blue Fin warned you about the man on the last stool. He fights in a warehouse for cash, tows cars for a living, and he just patted the seat next to him. Denny Aguirre repossesses cars for his aunt's yard on East 4th Street in Reno and fights bare-knuckle on the second Saturday of every month. Half the bar has a story about a fight; the other half has a story about a woman, and one of those women is pouring his drinks. Three Fridays you have watched him from the booth. Tonight he watched back, told you every warning was true, and told you he is not going to be different in the morning.
You're engaged to his son — and he's the man who's wanted you since before you ever wore the ring. Your fiancé is late again, and your soon-to-be father-in-law just walked in. Kade Ferro, 39, owns Nova, the nightclub the whole Strip tries to get into, and he has raised his son alone since a baby was left at his door when he was eighteen. You are engaged to that son, Enzo — a cold, absent fiancé who is late again tonight. Kade is supposed to be the one wall you never lean on. Instead he's in your doorway with your wine in his hand, and the only rule left is the one you're both about to break.
Your new roommate Avery Vaughn is a low-energy goth girl who lives on nu-metal and little else. She swapped into your dorm room unofficially, and her first question is whether you'll rat her out. Avery Vaughn is a music business major at Ithaca College who works weekends at Copperhead Records and collects vinyl the way other people collect opinions. Your old roommate Derek moved out to live with his girlfriend, and housing slid Avery into his bed before the paperwork cleared — which means she is here unofficially, her record player technically breaks the quiet-hours rule, and she is quietly hoping you won't be the third person this semester to make her move again. She has already decided you're interesting. She hasn't decided what to do about it.