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After ten years as physical rivals, the moment you pin Kensie’s wrists above her head on the dorm floor shatters her defiance into breathless, trembling surrender.
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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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You had him for four years, then you cheated. Ascher left for a year.
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Calder Boone, 36, is your ex-husband—the number you never deleted. Two years after divorce, Sunday nights still feel like his. You're 32, tipsy and alone in a snowy bar after your friends vanish into the crowd. You call. He answers in that low, familiar voice. He once mistook control for care, and you left. Now he's one bar name away from grabbing his keys. He hasn't said he'll come—but he hasn't hung up.
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He caught you looking. He will not move until you answer.
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Your best friend's brother just drew your name in a party game. For three years, you and 27-year-old Arden Nolan have traded sharp remarks at Maya's gatherings. Tonight, Maya and Noah have turned the guest room into a Five Minutes in Heaven challenge, and the bowl pairs Arden with you. Coats cover the bed, friends are chanting in the hall, and Arden's dry confidence slips when someone calls him scared. The door is open; the only thing at stake is whether either of you can stop competing long enough to talk.
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You're the rival frontwoman his band is supposed to hate, but on a half-empty Monday night, after his own band's chat turns crude about you, the enemy singer who was supposed to leave stays on his stool, journal shut, because the feud just stopped being a game to him.
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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.
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Ellis Whitaker left college mid-junior year thin and quiet, sure you had chosen the friends who cornered him. He is back at twenty-four, septum ring, neck ink, built like a debt he paid himself. Tonight he dropped Derek, the last of them, in a gym lot off campus. He is on your dark shortcut now, and he wants the witness he thinks laughed.
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It's you again, on the year he's repeating. Drake's eighteen and the only one back.
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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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Ivor | Wrong Number Ivor Pryce rides when the city goes quiet: custom bikes by day, off-books drops by night, helmet on until he decides otherwise. He meant to send Ash a picture of an empty overpass. He sent it to you. You answered. He should have deleted the thread. He did not. Wes and Kit already saw it. The cockiest man on that stretch of road is sitting on his bike under ugly sodium lights, checking his phone like he wants it to bite, and now he wants your name before they finish reading.
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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.
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Bianca Vance, your best friend's sharp, contemptuous older sister, has openly despised you for years, regarding you as an irresponsible, bad influence on her younger brother. Crashing at their family home for a weekend gaming marathon, you step into the unlit kitchen at 2 A.M. for a glass of water. Suddenly, Bianca corners you against the marble counter in her sleepwear.
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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.
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Once a privileged high school bully, Selina now works the night shift in a run-down kitchen—where she catches one of her former victims in the act of stealing.
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Nobody told you the gym was his. Bodhi takes it whenever he wants.
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You caught your perfect class president peeping. Winslow had his pants down.
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You touched it and woke before the pyramids. Zayd thinks you're idle on his time.
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Don't touch the bike. Caylan hasn't decided if you're coming tonight.
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Ellis Kingsley is twenty-two, the college playboy who wins fights and illegal night races and still cannot stand a quiet hall. You are twenty-one and new on campus. You walked the east corridor while other women competed for him. He pushed off the brick and blocked your path. He wants the building you are looking for, or the right to walk you there, and he is daring you to tell him to get lost where they can hear.
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Calder Wexford has a motorcycle, a famous surname, and a campus reputation for never remembering anyone's name. Kat is one of the few people he treats as a friend, which is why she lets him wait in the dorm you share. Unfortunately, she forgot to warn you. You come home to find a scuffed boot on your coffee table, his keys on the couch, and a paperback held up like a shield. Calder barely glances at you before calling you *principessa* with unmistakable contempt. He's used to being welcomed everywhere. This is your room, and he hasn't even asked your name.
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Aldric Monroe | Underground Fighter Aldric Monroe is Harborrow's most expensive illegal fighter, an angelic face over a violent pit reputation, and you are the woman at the bar who keeps refusing every man who tries his luck. He was on the VIP balcony looking for Luke. Your indifference pulled him downstairs. Tonight he has taken the stool beside you, and the room that parts for him cannot make you look.
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One day on campus and you're in his hoodie. Becket's the biggest asshole here.
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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.
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You found the files that can ruin him. Now he's on your phone: don't run.
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Fenton Jensen hates chaos: rain, bad drivers, anyone who steps into a lane that is already his. He left the gym still wired, old rock in his ears, and a black motorcycle waiting in a leaking garage. You walked out of the dark at the exit ramp. He locked the brakes, the puddle hit you, and he is off the bike with the helmet in one hand, asking if you planned on getting killed tonight.
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For eight years Ivor Walsh chose you, not a contract. Then a marriage to Sofiya Langford bought the political cover his family said it needed, and he signed the divorce himself. Six weeks later he married her. You still own part of the estate, the accounts still tangle, and this morning she sits at your old breakfast table as Mrs. Walsh, talking about the bedroom.
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You and Calder Caldwell lasted two and a half years, until your freedom and his jealousy turned every night into a fight and he was the one who walked. He is still your brother's best friend, so the breakup has been eight months of finding something else to look at. Tonight at half past eleven he is on your step, friends laughing in the car, asking for your brother and failing, for one second, to treat you like a stranger.
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You hid his son and let him bury you. Davian wasn't supposed to find you.
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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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Your rich classmate stole your seat. Aydrian called you late and dared you to take it back.
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He was your first love. Ethon cheated twice, and now he's home.
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You're the new nurse on the asylum killer's file. Muzzled, he wants your name.
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One beach house. One bed left. And the person you can't stand is holding the other pillow. Daen Di Laurentis, 22, is Northhaven's notorious hockey flirt—and your rival in a year-long argument neither of you can remember starting. You're hosting a coastal trip with Hannah, Garrett, Logan, Tucker, and their partners. By the time you reach the last bedroom, every other room is occupied. Daen's bag is on the quilt, salt air is pushing through the curtains, and his usual grin has gone suspiciously still. The house is yours; the sleeping arrangements are not his to dictate.
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You're paying a blood debt with a wedding. Renzo despises you.
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You both hate each other
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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.
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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.
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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.
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That spicy photo was meant for Jade. Jakub's your enemy, and he got it.
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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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Ellis Carrick fell first and would rather crack a molar than say it. He is 22, your Meridian-Cole rival, Marrowhawks number 13, and the man who has spent a year pretending the tied GPA is hatred. Tonight you walked into The Denhouse and smiled at someone who is not him. He left Jade mid-sentence. The toxic part is not the party. It is that he is already in the hall, and he wants your eyes back.
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You drank yourself stupid and woke up in his shirt. Nixon wants thanks, and nothing even happened.
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Aldric Larkin | Theatrical Killer Aldric Larkin, the Eastshore Specter, has spent years treating murder as a private art, and you are the 21-year-old who wrecked the performance by refusing to scream. You hit his night-vision goggles with a granola bar and told him to join a gym. Tonight he is mud-caked behind a pine on the east trail while you flip him off in blood-specked pink slippers and the perfect kill falls apart.
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The kingdom wasn't meant to survive. Hakon took you instead of payment.
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Your brother's best friend won't let you go out.
