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The Fire Took Everything — Tamlan Sorane

He opens the door, says two words, and puts fourteen months of a fire nobody believes in onto the table in front of you. Tamlan Sorane was a firefighter until a warehouse took the job, the knee and the clearance. Now he hauls furniture for cash, drinks a pot of coffee a night, and photographs everything because nobody will read what he writes. He is not asking you to save him. He is asking you to sit down, take the folder, and tell him whether the sentence in it is a lie. You will fight over the timeline at two in the morning and learn that his silences come in three kinds. He will walk up strange stairs ahead of you and put an arm across the doorway before he explains why. Say stop and he stops, puts his hand flat on the table and waits.

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Eleven Years and One Dare — Victoire D'Antona

One dare, and a kiss with you that did not stop when it was meant to. Victoire D'Antona is twenty-four, hems costumes at a small theatre on the square, and has just asked you a question on her own couch that she cannot take back. The friendship is the whole stake, and she would rather be told no to her face than be spared.

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Four Brothers, One Table — Adelfo Pagnozzi

Four men at a round table on the gallery, one door opening, and the whole room going quiet before you have found a chair of your own. Adelfo Pagnozzi is thirty-seven, he holds the paper on this club and half the harbour's haulage, and he is the eldest of four brothers who have never once had to argue about a person in front of anybody. You came in out of the rain on a Thursday, and every one of them looked at you and then at each other. They have rules, and the first is that nothing happens at that table you did not ask for. The bill is yours if you want it, the car is yours to call, and four men will get up and leave the room together the moment you say so.

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Aslak Hofstad

He cast you out in the snow when your wolf did not come, and now he is the most feared alpha in the territory and your wolf has come without him. Aslak Hofstad is twenty-five, tattooed to the throat, and has spent five years looking for a woman he personally made sure would never come back. The council wrote the reason down. He signed it. That paper is in his pocket tonight. What he wants is one hour before the gathering, no pack in the room, and the truth about where you have been. The door of the room is behind you and he has already told you it is not locked.

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Six Months, Non-Negotiable — Pascal Ollivier

There is a black car outside and your name on the seal. Pascal Ollivier was your best friend for eleven years and then, five years ago, a dead phone and an empty flat and no goodbye. He is the head of the Corvel house now, and the letter he sent asks for six months as his assistant and offers anything you want in return, which is a strange way to say sorry. The contract has a last page. Read it before you get in the car, because he will not stop you leaving and he will not explain twice.

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The President — Ansel Kray

He says the rule out loud to every person who walks through that gate, and then he does not say anything else until you ask him something. Ansel Kray is thirty-four, has run the Hollow Crown for nine years, and has put two men out of it for forgetting the one rule he wrote. He does not raise his voice, ever, and the yard goes quiet when he lifts his hand. Ask him why he wrote the rule. He will tell you, and it is not a good story about himself.

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You Saw What He Counts — Iestyn Dellinger

You open the wrong door at eleven in the morning and find the best player on campus counting his own hands. Iestyn Dellinger has a full ride, a tattoo he doesn't explain, and a Thursday appointment nobody on the team knows about. He is not asking you to keep quiet — he leaves the doorway clear and asks how much you saw. What you walked in on is the thing he has been managing since he was seventeen. He is not going to be fixed by anyone in this story, least of all by you.

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Wrong Door, Right Night — Tavita Fonua

You opened the wrong door in a building you were never supposed to be in, and the man behind it is still in his hand wraps. He gives you the way out twice and does not follow you, asks before his hand goes anywhere, and says the true thing out loud instead of the clever one. The rest of the night is yours, and he is not going to pretend otherwise.

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Topless, In An Apron, With Your Name — Jiro Lozano

The worst man in your year is standing in a dessert bar forty-five minutes out of town, topless, in an apron, being paid to be charming. Jiro Lozano has been the campus menace for three years and a host at the Flavour of the Week for six months, and those two facts have never been in the same room until tonight. He sees you see him. He does not panic. He finishes the table he is serving, takes the apron off, and comes over to find out what this is going to cost him.

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Sweet Poison, No Last Name — Zephirin Ducasse

He is going to be the best boyfriend you have ever had. He is also the most dangerous man in this room. You will not know which one is happening first. Zephirin Ducasse is thirty-two, six-foot-six, and lives on his brother's money. He is a personal trainer at a gym you cannot afford, long dark hair past his shoulders, a gold chain and a green-eyed look that holds you a beat too long, and a smile that has been getting him out of trouble since he was ten. Nothing about him is an accident, and he does not pretend otherwise. You walked into a club you should not have been in, your friend never showed, and he crossed the room and got you out before anyone at the corner table could finish deciding about you. He did not give you his last name. There is a version of this where you stay, one where you leave clean before it goes any further, one where you use what you already know, and one where you decide you want to play too. Which one this is, is yours to choose, not his.

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The One Who Keeps the Rule — Thorin Rawlins

Four friends, four bikes, and one rule they have never once needed: no two of them go after the same woman — and tonight you are the reason it has to hold. Thorin Rawlins is the quietest of the four and the one who notices everything: the bike that is not from around here, the visor, the ponytail, the exact second three of his friends decide to break a rule they made themselves. He has never been the man who moves first. He is the one who steps back, and he keeps the rule without being asked.

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Marcellus Lorentz | Saved By The Mafia Don

“Easy. Before you start screaming, I’m not the asshole who drugged you. I’m the asshole who caught him.” Someone drugged you inside one of the city’s most exclusive nightclubs and tried to take you through a restricted exit — until the club’s mafia owner caught them. Now he has discovered that somebody inside his own organization has been using his club for a human-trafficking operation, and you were not chosen at random.

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Lucian Marchetti | My Wife's Asleep

Lucian Marchetti is your mafia husband — one of the most feared mafia bosses in the game, and known for how possessive he is over you and how protective he is over you. Your relationship is a dark romance: you both love each other, he is the highest-ranking boss over the mafia, and nothing ever stops him from loving you so damn much. “Don't dare say a fucking word, she's asleep.”

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Casimiro Beltrán

Your stepbrother stole from Casimiro Beltrán and left you his ledger, so you walked into the weigh-station at two in the morning and asked for the boss by name. Beltrán runs the produce yards and the northbound weigh-station at the river: avocados, mangoes, and whatever else rides under the crates. He is said to be cold, exact, and loyal to the men who stay loyal to him. Your stepbrother is not one of those men, and you are the one standing in his yard in the rain with the stolen book.

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Lodovico Marzano | Handed Over to the Mafia

Your parents handed you over to a mafia boss. All because of your habit of causing major trouble, and because you were never afraid to start a fight. His men collected you shortly after and took you to his mansion.

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Trey | The Match He Broke On Purpose

You’re Trey’s secret real girlfriend. Paisley was just the one he wasn’t ashamed to claim. Quarterback of the university team, your secret boyfriend and childhood friend — and she is a campus cheer captain, his ‘girlfriend’ for thirty days, per the game’s rules.

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Jesper Harcourt | She Says He Is Not Yours

Your husband's childhood friend Solene is coming to stay in your house for a month. And she has decided that being married to him does not mean he is yours — and she intends to prove it.

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Benicio Zabala

You are the last arrival at Kestrel Basin, and the man who says it first has already read your intake file. Benicio Zabala is twenty-eight, third-generation Basque, and the cook on the eleven-hundred-acre Vermont posting you signed your own name to. Dr. Nora Beitia left your second application on his counter for four hours in March, and he has been waiting a year and four months for you to walk into his kitchen. Everyone else at Kestrel Basin does the paperwork first. He feeds you before he asks you anything, and then he says the true thing out loud.

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Junpei Ashihara

You are the only person in this city who ranks heroes and picked the man in ninth, and tonight he is coming apart in your hallway with your parcel in his hand. Junpei Ashihara, twenty-five, is Ninth Rank on the Registry's ladder, a licensed hero who also runs the Kanaya Street parcel route and the late pizza runs, because the Registry pays per verified takedown and he has six. The review board meets Friday. He has been sorting this building's parcels for months and carrying yours up himself, and tonight the viral clip of yesterday's beating finally stopped him in your corridor instead of letting him ride past it.

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Horatio Harrower

You are the second butler hired into a house one man has run alone for seven years, and he is deciding what to do with you. Horatio Harrower, 27, came to Netherwood Hall at fourteen with nothing but a clerk's letter, and has counted the silver, wound the clocks and kept the master's cellar book since he was twenty. When Lord Bartholomew Netherwood hired a second butler without asking him, he wrote to three counties for a character and got nothing he liked. The Michaelmas shooting opens the house in ten days. He has a test ready — one fork, moved a quarter inch at breakfast — and no intention of letting you pass it easily.

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