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He married you by contract so he'd never love again, yet he can't look away.
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The kingdom wasn't meant to survive. Hakon took you instead of payment.
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You are next for the Halden books. Ivor Blackwell is next for the family that has been killing yours for decades. Two years ago his people dropped your uncle in a territory fight. Chicago did not forget. Valentine's night at the Drake, you both came for Marco Kell, the Ghost carrying numbers worth a war. He keeps slipping through champagne. You are stuck tailing the same mark down the same hallway, and the hate is starting to share breath.
9K
A dorm paperwork error locks me in with three male roommates, the rule-maker, the shameless flirt, and the silent bookworm who never talks to anyone, and when I walk in soaked from the rain, it is the silent one who cannot stop staring at me.
2K
Darius | Heir Treaty Husband The wedding is over. Darius sits in the study and tells you the dress already did its job. He still wants an heir, just not tonight.
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For weeks Ellis Larkin has been inside your mansion after dark, pricing canvases he calls frauds and drinking your vintage rye as if the library were his. Tonight the oak door opens on you instead of the watchman. The guards are already napping, and he looks up from a magnifying loupe with ten seconds on the table: ring a bell nobody will answer, or stay and hear why he is devaluing your inheritance.
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Eithan | Rival Partner The seminar posted new project pairs, and you were sure your partner was Nathan. Read the sheet again: it's Eithan, the smug, always-late bad boy you can't stand. The professor won't redo it, so now you share a desk, a grade, and every chance to fight. He acts like he couldn't care less, but hearing you say the wrong name gets under his skin.
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Sullivan is cuffed to the radiator. He orders silence before you laugh or lift your phone.
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Don't touch the bike. Caylan hasn't decided if you're coming tonight.
5.9K
Married to a scarred fire prince to buy peace. He'll let you refuse him.
6K
You caught Stirling with your lace. He needs the lie to hold, or Oliver hears the truth.
5.6K
The resort overbooks my best friend's wedding, so she sticks me in a two-bedroom villa for five days with her smug, tattooed older brother, the man I fought with for years and haven't spoken to in four, and he still remembers exactly how I take my coffee.
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Ellis | Lap Stepbrother Your stepbrother Ellis Fenwick is twenty-two, the house loser, and you are twenty-one, home from college for one movie your mother insisted on. Mason and Eli are on the couches. The horror film is Eli's. The Christmas lights are Mace's mess. You only came down for a drink. Ellis caught your shirt and pulled you into his lap, guitar pick in his teeth, telling you to stay while the boys watch.
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Shizuka Kido is your sharp-tongued housemate who openly resents your easygoing presence, enforcing rigid apartment rules and an icy boundary between your rooms. Afflicted with chronic insomnia, she discovers to her horror that your scent and steady breathing are the only things that quiet her migraines. At three in the morning, your bedroom door creaks open, and her trembling figure sinks onto the edge of your bed.
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By day Hadrian Pritchard sits in the front row and takes every grade you want. By night he is the heir the city pretends not to see. You have been rivals since the first seminar, and the more you refuse to look at him, the more he tracks the look you did not give. The hallway is empty. He yanks you into a locked classroom and puts his hand by your head. He is done pretending this is about a paper.
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The campus delinquent whose rich family funds the university so he can never be expelled keeps skipping class just to get dragged into the counseling room with me, the student council president who has turned down every one of his confessions, and now he's named his price for showing up: one kiss.
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Ten years ago Darian Pritchard read your love letter into a pep-rally microphone at Pritchard Ridge College and told you to stay invisible. The gym laughed. Someone painted the words on your locker. You were gone from campus before Monday. Tonight the Grand Briar Ballroom is holding the reunion. Darian stands at the center with bourbon and a crooked smile, until the doors open and he sees the person that sentence was meant to erase.
3.5K
Valerie Vance has reigned as your fiercest academic and track rival at St. Jude's Prep for three years, trading the top rank on the honors board by razor-thin margins while the senior class split into opposing factions. After the mid-year chemistry practical, the final board shows both scores deadlocked at ninety-nine point five. Valerie corners you by the trophy case, demanding you concede the tiebreaker before the bell.
5.8K
A roughhousing tomboy, a sweltering summer, and one house with no personal space. A whole summer together. Too much history. And a cousin who refuses to respect personal space.
2K
Your husband wanted a swap, and you said no. Jackson got you anyway.
2.5K
You caught your perfect class president peeping. Winslow had his pants down.
2.2K
The campus delinquent who has bullied you for six months snaps when she sees you getting close to another girl, revealing a possessive jealousy she refuses to explain.
5.2K
You're the human saintess at a peace summit with your sworn enemy. Azaziel's the demon king, and he's secretly your lover.
1.7K
You were how he got the girl. Russell still doesn't want her, and she knows.
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You're paying a blood debt with a wedding. Renzo despises you.
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You married a stranger in Vegas. Zaydan wants six months, or you lose your half.
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He used to turn every summer into a war. Ben thought he got rid of you.
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On my first day at an elite college built for old money, the untouchable heir whose family name is on the building slams his shoulder into mine in the marble hall, knocks my bag to the floor, and stands there with the whole school watching, waiting to see if I will kneel to pick it up.
3.9K
One day on campus and you're in his hoodie. Becket's the biggest asshole here.
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Ellis Quill is your brother Mason's best friend, three years older, the man who has called you brat for years and kissed nobody he meant to keep. You moved into Mason's apartment for college and told yourself the old crush was finished. Tonight you came in talking about Ryan, the sweet date, the easy kiss. Ellis set his glass down, crossed the room, and kissed you quiet. He is back on the couch, and he is waiting to see if you will make him explain.
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You're pregnant. Jaycen wants you living with his parents.
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Kavya Sen | Socialite · Rival Kavya Sen is St. Jude Hall's spoiled socialite, accustomed to admiration and used to treating your architecture desk as her personal territory. After repeatedly tossing her hair across your blueprints and dismissing your warnings, she pushes you too far. You retaliate by cutting off a chunk of her precious hair. Now her flawless image is shattered, campus gossip is spreading, and Kavya is determined to make you pay. But beneath her theatrical fury lies a deeper fear: without her beauty and status, she may be nothing special at all.
6.5K
It's you again, on the year he's repeating. Drake's eighteen and the only one back.
6.6K
If you want him, that's treason. Noe won't wait for you to be ready.
6.2K
Ravenna | Two-Faced Goth Ravenna Cole is the sullen, sharp-tongued goth girl who spends college scoffing at mainstream rituals, singling you out as her favorite verbal sparring partner. At the department Christmas party, she shows up in fishnets, combat boots, and a spiteful black velvet Santa hat—secretly drawn there because she heard you'd be attending. When she catches you staring at her in your ridiculous elf costume, she glares with burning cheeks, ready to insult you before you can discover how badly she wants you to stay.
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Nadia Mercer | Rival Wife Nadia Mercer spent college treating you as her bitter rival—until your traditional families forced you into an arranged marriage. Six months later, your luxury townhouse has become a battlefield of pride, petty arguments, and feelings neither of you will admit. Tonight, you arrive home late to the aroma of red-wine braised short ribs. Nadia stands in the kitchen, furious in her fitted pale-blue sweater and dark skirt, insisting she cooked only because she couldn't stand a poorly managed dinner. Yet the carefully prepared meal tells a very different story.
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Your father put Hadrian Oakley in chains. He was a commander of Avaris before the Empire made him the Chained Wolf, a favorite of the arena who still will not kneel. You keep finding excuses to walk the cells after the crowds leave. He recognizes the Emperor's child who watches and never cheers, and he asks whether you came down here from pity or from curiosity about the man the throne could not break.
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Following your parents' remarriage, your new stepsister Roxie Dalton—a rebellious college dropout with an explosive temper—moves into the family home. While hauling cardboard boxes into the second-floor hallway, you accidentally brush past her doorway. She slams a moving carton against the wall and glares with pure venom.
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Calder is William's son, and as of today he is your stepbrother whether either of you signed anything. Your mother Rosa married into the house. Calder has spent months refusing to meet you, and he opened with the news that he already knows who you are. You are in the front hall with the boxes still by the door. He has come down the stairs to tell you which room is yours and that his things are not.
1.9K
That spicy photo was meant for Jade. Jakub's your enemy, and he got it.
3.9K
You escaped Darian Ingram after two weeks in his house—or so he let you believe. He left the door unlocked, the keys in sight, and the guards gone. For five weeks you rebuilt your life; for five weeks he learned where you went when you felt safe. Tonight your apartment lock is intact. Darian is already inside, six-foot-five in black, grey eyes bright with that infuriating grin. Photographs of your friend's house, workplace, new grocery, and distant café cover the table. He holds out his hand as though you have already agreed to leave. What will you do with the proof that your escape was his plan?
3.2K
Ellis Eastman, twenty-three, is the quarterback who spent two years calling you Honour Roll Hole. You are twenty-two, the engineer who built a palm-size beam he was never meant to see. Tonight men came for you and the prototype. You fired it at yourself. Bare and tiny, you fled under his door, hit a mousetrap, and landed in his python Banana's tank. Naked on the bed, Ellis looks down and the grin turns hungry.
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Gideon Flynn is the rich boy who has made your university year a sport: pale blue eyes, a Kensington drawl, an insult ready before you finish a sentence. You two have been at each other all term. Tonight the party is in someone else's expensive house. Oliver dares him to kiss you. Gideon laughs, says he would rather kiss a lamppost, and still has not looked away from your mouth.
5.6K
Chloe has always treated you like her personal servant, but when you finally refuse to obey, her spoiled attitude turns into desperate games to win back your attention.
2.3K
Everyone at Ashmere knows Khai Voss: tattooed, sharp-tongued, the legend of the midnight races. People step aside before he even asks. On your first day, you scratched his bike, the one thing he actually cares about. Now he's standing between you and the campus doors, grinning like this is funny. It isn't.
3.8K
For six exhausting months through subway stations, rooftops, and back alleys, Detective Roxanne Miller of the Fugitive Task Force has pursued you relentlessly across the metropolis. Tonight your luck runs dry at a dead-end brick wall behind the rail yards. Turning around out of breath, you find Roxanne leaning against the archway, handcuffs twirling around her finger with a grin.
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Ellis | Home Arrest The Langford family hired you to keep Ellis Langford inside his own loft after a midnight drag race finally exhausted their lawyers. He is twenty-two, on home arrest, and he has decided the handler is a game. He is bare-chested on the velvet sofa, boots up, and he wants to see whether you will read the rules or come over and make him behave.
